My Little Monster

Chapter Twenty Two- A Night No One Can Forget

It was super duper awkward for me to write this chapter. You'll see why soon enough. I had to channel in my inner dark side and Christina Aguilera. Enjoy!!! In more ways than one. ;-)

It didn't take long before we arrived at what appeared to be a stadium. Like for concerts and that type of jazz. It also appeared very much closed.

"What are we doing here?" I asked, confused.

"You'll see," Hunter answered, putting the car in park.

He unbuckled his seatbelt and got out. I unbuckled mine and Hunter opened the door for me.
I got out and linked hands with Hunter who walked towards the entrance. He knocked on the door three times. At first, I thought Hunter was losing it. But the door opened a couple seconds later and we quickly stepped inside.

On the other side of the door was Mike who grinned at me.

"Hi," I said, looking between him and Hunter with a confused look.

"Its all free for you to go," Mike said, "Tyson is going to cover for you, don't worry."

"Please can someone tell me what's going on here. Kinda left out," I said.

"I wanted to surprise you with something cool but I didn't know what to do so I asked Mike and he came up with a brilliant plan," Hunter said.

"I know a guy who knows a guy who knows a guy whose brother works here. I thought it'd be pretty romantic if you hung out here. This place is pretty cool actually. So I pulled some strings and managed to get things going. Just wait till you see," Mike said.

I gave him a gigantic bear hug. He awkwardly hugged back.

"Your welcome. I love you, girl, but I got Game Of Thrones waiting for me so I'm heading home. Hope you enjoy," Mike said.

He gave Hunter a peace sign before walking out.

"Hunter Grey...," I said.

"Yes?" Hunter asked with fake innocence.

"What am I about to walk into?" I asked.

"How about you find out?" Hunter asked.

I hit him in the back of the head and he let out a little ouch.

We walked down a long hallway and at the end, there was a door.

Hunter grabbed the doorknob and opened it. I gasped when I saw the stage. It was decorated in lights and all sorts of cool stuff.

"Sweet mother of pearl," I muttered.

I walked ahead of Hunter.

Once in the middle of the stage, I turned to look at Hunter who was smiling at me.

"This is amazing," I said in awe.

"Its like our very own dance. Without the other sweaty people," Hunter replied.

"Super creative," I said with a nod.

"May I have this dance?" Hunter asked, stretching out his hand toward me.

"You may," I answered.

Hunter took my hand and pulled me closer, swaying and dancing. I swayed with him and closed my eyes.

"There's no music on," I said, my voice barely a whisper.

"In our minds," Hunter said.

I layed my head on Hunter's chest. As we swayed and swayed back and forth, Hunter suddenly stopped and looked at me.