Unknown Feelings (Fred Coury x Eric Brittingham)

30. Welcome To California

FRED'S POV:

Philadelphia, July 24, 1986

I softly sang along to the radio as I tidied up the place.

We were going to our first show outside of the places where we usually perform.

We were going to Kansas and wanted to leave the place nice and tidy before we left.

Eric went to the studio last minute. Andy said he had something important to tell them.

Andy, I understand he doesn't like me, maybe it's my age. Maybe I don't have much experience. I don't know, but he doesn't invite me to these meetings, so it's a little sad but understandable, I guess.

I just simply try to not overthink the whole situation. If he doesn't like me, fine.

I went back to focusing on the radio while I cleaned around the house.

I was currently in the kitchen watching the dishes from this morning and my lunch.

I heard the front door open.

"Fred!"

I heard Eric yell.

"In the kitchen!"

I yelled back.

I heard the door close and him quickly making his way to me,

I shut the water off and dried my hands with a towel.

He ran into the kitchen.

"Hey, how was the meeting to-"

He cut me off by bringing me in for a kiss.

I was a bit taken aback but I quickly kissed back.

When we pulled away, I looked up at him.

"Missed me that much, huh?"

"Yeah. But I got some news."

"What?"

"We got booked for two shows, guess where?"

"Where?"

"California!"

"Oh my god! Really?!"

"Yeah!"

I quickly hugged him tightly. I felt his hands on my butt before he suddenly picked me up.

"This is amazing!"

I said as I wrapped my legs around his hips.

"I know."

"Who are we opening for? What are the dates? Where in California?"

I asked one question after another.

"Woah. One question at the time, Doll. The first show, in Santa Monica, on August 2nd, a Saturday, we are playing with Poison and Loudness."

He explained as he set me down on the counter, Eric got between my legs.

"Cool. What about the second show?"

"Pomona, California, the day after, August 3rd, it's our show."

"Really? That's amazing, Eric."

"Yeah, and you know what?"

"What?"

"Pomona is closer to Vegas,"

"Which means we can get married!"

He nodded excitedly.

I wrapped my finger around the neck of his shirt, bringing him in for a big kiss.