Runaway Dad~ Mike Fuentes and Tony Perry Fanfiction

Ch. Seven

Ronnie's POV

I grab the keys to my car and walk out the front door with Tony on my trail. I can't believe he's in the band, I mean sure he has the look but he's so shy. I shake my head and climb into the car. Once Tony gets in, I start up the engine and start on my way to the mall. As I'm driving, I can't help but sneak glances at Tony.

Why'd he volunteer to come with me? It's not like I need a chaperon, I mean I'm a mom for crying out loud. It's nothing new, me being on my own. It just is what it is. My Mom can't be with me day and night, neither can my friends. I've been a single mom since Zeke was born, I've learned to accept being alone. "Are you okay?" A voice asks, taking me out of my trance.

"Um sorry what was that?" I say blushing like a fire truck.

"Are you okay? You seemed tense back at the house," he asks looking at me concerned.

"Oh yeah I'm fine, I'm always tense around my father. It's nothing new," I say focusing on the road again.

"I get that, I didn't have the best relationship with my father before he died." He says looking out the window.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be complaining. I know I could have it way worse." I say. I look over at Tony and he's staring off into the distance, you can tell he's hurting. I reach over and grab his hand and give it a squeeze. He looks down at our entwined hands and smiles. Holy chipotle his smile is gorgeous.

"Don't apologize for something that isn't your fault. It's okay, really," he says and smiles at me.

"Enough sadness, we have a forty-five minute drive to the mall what do you wanna do?" I ask changing the subject. I don't want our first time hanging out to be sad. I want him to like me. Woah wait, like me? What am I thinking? He knows I have a kid and he's in his twenties, he wouldn't want to be with someone like me.

"How bout twenty questions?" He asks, I smile and nod.

"Alright you start off," I say as we turn onto the open highway.

"Alright simple one first, what's your full name?" He asks. I laugh, this is like middle school all over.

"Veronica Michelle Fuentes," I say blushing, I've always hated my name. It's so, I don't know, girly. "What about you?"

"Cesar Antonio Perry Soto," he says. I look at him in shock, he just laughs. "I know right long name."

We play this game the entire ride to the mall. When we get there it's my turn and according to Tony, the game isn't finished till I ask my twentieth question. I'm stumped, we've asked everything from our favorite color to our most embarrassing moment. I realized Tony is actually very funny, it's always the shy ones with the best jokes. I don't know when but at some point during the game Tony wrapped his arm around the back of my seat, his fingers playing with the strands of my hair making me shudder.

"Favorite place to go?" I ask.

"That would have to be the beach," I look at him in disbelief, "what? I know we're in California and it's not original but it's true. I'm sure you can't do better."

"My grandparents house, it reminds me of life before everything went to shit." I say staring out the windshield.

"If you don't mind me asking, what happened?" He says, I sigh. I hate telling this story. Everyone either pities me after or is disgusted with me. "You don't have to tell me yet, if you don't want to."

"Maybe one day I'll tell you, I just don't wanna ruin everything. I like you a lot and I don't wanna screw this up." I say looking at him.

"Why do you think you'll screw this up?" He asks. I bite my lip to hold back the tears.

"I screw up everything I'm convinced, everything from my parents marriage to my son's relationship with his father." I mutter, staring down at my hands.

"Why do you think that? Plus all those things are easily fixable, make amends with your father and your son's father and everything will work out." If only it was that simple.

"Come on let's get the stuff and get out of here, I don't want to be away from Zeke for long." I say as I practically jump out of the car. As we walk in I look up at the guy next to me, his large from towers of my five foot one.

We walk in the mall and head to Children's place. We grab him a pair of shorts and a shirt with a turtle on it. I see a pair of flip flops and grab those and a cheap pair of sneakers for him. We ring them up and pay.

We head to the car, once we get in the car is silent. Gosh I knew I would screw things up I always do. I start the car and head out. On the way out Tony wanted to stop and get something done. He gives me the directions to a small tattoo parlor. He smiles at me as we get out of the car, the one little smile makes my heart flutter. He goes to the back and tells me to stay put. I roll my eyes but do what he says.

After an hour of waiting, which felt like forever by the way, he finally comes out with gauze on his wrist. He smiles at me and we head to the car, he laughs when he sees how antsy I am from waiting. What can I say, I can't sit still. "Do you want to see what I got done?" I nod my head as he pull the wrap off. A rose sits there, it's beautiful. I smile at him and start up the car and head home. Sometime during the trip he takes my hand in his.

When we pull up the house, we slowly get out of the car. I take a deep breath and smile. Looks like Pop and Uncle Vic are barbecuing again. I laugh when you hear yells between the two out front. Before we enter the house Tony takes my hand in his, I turn and look up into his beautiful chocolate brown eyes. He smiles softly at me, I'm pretty sure if he wasn't holding on I would've melted.

"There's nothing you could do to screw this up," he says right before he kisses my cheek, making my insides turn to mush and my face heat up like crazy. He lets go and walks off inside. Well maybe moving down here wouldn't be such a bad idea. I smile and make my way towards my family.