I'm in Love...with a Rockstar (MCR)

Chapter Ten: Dinner

        So, we got a bigger bus. With separate rooms. It's really nice. And really big. I bet you're wondering, why'd they get a new one? Well, first of all, the old one was splattered with Drac blood, and we didn't feel like cleaning it off. And secondly, the tire blew and we didn't feel like fixing it. Pretty lame excuses to get a new bus, huh? That's what I thought, until I saw it. It has SEPARATE rooms!!!! With walls and privacy. This helped Mikey and me a bit. Ya know.

        "Hey Gerard?" Mikey bangs on Gerard's door. "Dude can we stop?" He opens the door.

        "Why?"

        "Umm." He looks around, sees all of us watching and pushes himself and Gerard back into the room. There is hushed whispers and a loud. "Okay! You want some private time with your lady." I blush and hide my face in a couple couch pillows. The door opens. "Lads." Gerard announces. "We're going to dinner."

        So apparently, Mikey had asked if they could stop so he could take me to dinner. Gee had said yes and they are going to drop us off at some fancy restaurant before going out for dinner themselves. I love Mikey. He is just so...amazing. It's five o' clock. I walk to my room, (Yes. I do have a room. I don't spend EVERY night in his.) and shut the door. I strip my clothes and step into the shower. Turning on the hot water, I stand and let it cascade off my shoulders. I squirt a handful of Suave into my palm and scrub my scalp until I'm sure it'll fall off. Then, after I condition and rinse my hair, I step out of the shower and grab a towel. After drying off, I walk into my small closet. I pull out my one nice shirt and throw it on along with a pair of my skinny jeans and my combat boots. I look at my hair in the mirror. I have never had much luck in doing my hair. I never really know what to do. So I just pull it back into a simple braid and walk out of the bathroom.

        I walk to where the couch is situated. I fall onto Mikey and he wraps his arms around my waist. The skin on his face has healed over his scar, and isn't as bad anymore. I place my hand on top of Mikey's and we sit there in silence until the others join us.

        "So adorable, you two." Ray says, grabbing a beer from the fridge. I roll my eyes at him.

        "I knew it as going to happen." Frank says, slyly reaching in and sneaking one of Ray's beers.

        "Hey!" Ray shouted and jumped up from his chair, chasing Frank around and around in circles.

        "Knew what was going to happen?" Mikey asks.

        "Pierce falling for one of us. It was bound to happen. I'm just glad it wasn't me."

        "Of course you're glad it wasn't you." Ray says, plopping down unsuccessfully, in his chair, "You have a wife and two kids." Frank grins.

        "I do indeed. Ah." He sighs and sits down on the cushion next to me. "I do miss them." He takes a swig of Ray's beer. "Jamia. Cherry. Lily." He closes his eyes.

        "Ya know what?" I say, prodding his arm with my finger. He looks at me.

        "What?"

        "Face time them."

        "Where."

        "You're room...duh!?!" I shout, and shove him. "Come on. You need to see them." I smile as Frank jumps up from the couch and dashes into his room. I smile. "He deserved it."

        "Yeah." Ray says. "Although, he did steal my beer. Why is it always him stealing my beer?" He asks, looking at me questioningly.

        "I don't know." I shrug. "All I know is, I won't ever be stealing your beer." Ray chuckles at the memory.

         "Oh. How are my three precious girls?" We hear Frank say through the wall. I smile. "Hi baby." He says, sounding almost, father-like. My eyes widen and I have to clasp a hand over my mouth the stop from laughing. Frank talks for what seems like ever, but is only 15 minutes. He walks out of his room and smiles. He knocks on the top of my head as he walks past. "Thank you. For that wonderful idea." He sits down next to me. "You're great."

        "Thank you." I grin.

        "Now don't you go and try to steal my girlfriend." Mikey says, wrapping his arms around me protectively, to add to the joke.

        "Hey." Frank says. "I did just get done talking to my wife and kids..." He says, but can't help splitting a grin.

        "I still don't trust you." Mikey grins as Frank rolls his eyes.

        "Hey Gerard!" Jake calls from the front of the bus (Jake=new bus driver). "We're here." I look at Mikey, grinning. This is going to be the best night ever. I stand up, grab Mikey's hand and pull him up after me. We walk to the front and wait for Jake to open the door.

        "See you guys later!" I say and pull Mikey off the bus. I stand in front of The Olive Garden. I smile, squeeze Mikey's hand and we walk inside. The interior is amazing. All the different aromas and smells and colors. I'm gonna die. Mikey pulls me to the front counter, stand, thing...

        "Hello. How many in your party?" The woman asks, although she can clearly see it's just us.

        "Two." I say and she grabs two menus and leads us back to a small booth.

        "Here you are, Nieara will be right with you to order." She leaves. I rest my chin in my hand and flip open the menu. Mikey puts his hand on top of mine. I look at him.

        "What."

        "You are so pretty." He smiles. I blush.

        "Aw. You're just saying that." I mutter, looking at my lap. He lifts my chin.

        "No. I'm not. You are the most beautiful girl I've ever laid eyes on." I can feel my cheeks get ever redder. (If that's possible) He looks deep into my eyes. "I really like you Pierce."

        "I really like you too."

        "No...I mean....I have visions of my future and you're in it. With kids." I wonder if that's true. I see our future too, just not so far ahead.

        "Really?"

        "Really." The waitress, Nieara, walks up.

        "Are you ready to order?" She asks, pulling out a notepad.

        "No." I smile. "Not yet." She walks away. I look down at the menu. "Are we going to-" Mikey puts his finger on my lips. I look at him. He stands up and walks around to my side of the booth, sitting down. He scoots in, so he's right up close to me. And we kiss. I know it's been, how long, since we figured out that we liked each other, but this is our first kiss. And it is amazing. The moment our lips meet, my heart pounds so hard I'm afraid it is going to burst out of my chest. I wrap my arms around his neck and he puts his around my waist.

        "Oh, Pierce. You are beautiful." My face goes red again. He keeps his arms around my waist all through dinner. We eat like that, my one arm around his neck, and his around my waist. It's a great dinner. When the meal is over, he kisses me again. I grin. "I...I'm so glad we found you." He whispers in my ear on the way out of the restaurant.

        "Me too." I smile.