Front of the Crowd (sequel to backstage session) MachineGunKelly

chapter 50

Colson, Pete and I got to the SNL headquarters around 11 am. As Colson and I walked hand in hand inside the building the paparazzi wouldn't let up. Pushing both of us side to side as Bobby and John tried to separate them from us. At one point my hair was pulled and someone stole Colson's hat. Pete walking right in and past the front in seconds.

"What the hell was that"! Colson yelled and turned to Bobby.

"I can't do much man". Bobby sighed.

Colson turned to me and I shrugged my shoulders. Bobby did have a point, there wasn't much he could do.

"Right back here". Pete said as he waved us over.

When we walked into the room, there were about ten different people standing there. I put my head down and Pete walked me over to one of the seats.

"Its so nice to meet you MGK. I'm Mark, I run the whole operation". The tall man in the blue suit smiled.

"Nice to meet ya". Colson said and shook his hand.

"So we originally had you planned to perform. Is that still the ordeal"? Mark asked.

Colson nodded. "Yeah, I'm In the middle of tour until Friday night. I'll be back here after the Las Vegas show". He said.

Mark nodded and turned to me. "Luna, right"? He asked.

I gave him a smile.

"A little shy"? Mark asked.

I went to speak but Colson stood infront of me. "She is."

I smiled to myself. Ever since the Shawn incident he's been very protective, same with Rook.

"Okay then. Let's go over your song choices first, then we can talk about the stage". Mark smiled, averting his eyes back to Colson.

Once the two men walked from the room, Pete knelt down next to me, showing me a text on his phone from Colson.

I want her out of there if I'm not there. Show her around, don't let her fight you on it, if she does. Slap her boob😅

I rolled my eyes and stood up, following Pete out of the office.

"So, that's a no to slapping the tit"? He asked and I gave him a glare.

"Stop". I said and we made it to the Cafe area.

I sat down as he sat across from me. I needed food, I was starving.

"What's good to eat"? I asked.

Pete smiled and stood up, walking over to the counter.

"Luna"?

I turned to see that Mark standing there, smiling.

"Hi". I said and he sat where Pete once was.

"How are you. Congratulations by the way". He smiled again.

"Thank you". I said.

"Well, as a new member of SNL family we left you and Colson a gift bag in the dressing room. Since you're leaving you can pick it up Friday night".

I gave him a nod and he handed me a card.

"And If you need anything give me a call". He smiled and walked off before Pete came back.

I bit my tounge. I can't pull a Colson.

When Pete walked back over with a half of a sandwich, an apple and a bag of chips he handed me the apple. I gave him a glare as he sighed, ripping the sandwich in half and gave it to me.

"Kells told me you always share food".

"I don't want it if your peepee fingers touched it". I said and pushed it back to him.

He laughed out loud. "Peepee fingers. Good one". He said and took a bite.

"I'll just take a drink". I said and grabbed the tea.

"So, Kells said if you didn't want to get back on a plane tonight then we can stay at the hotel at Rivington. It's in lower Manhattan".

I went to speak but then stopped. "Actually I wanted to spend time with Kells. Is that okay"? I asked.

He nodded, mouth full of food. "You can do what you want". He smiled.

I nodded and decided to suck it up and take a bite of the sandwich.

"Wow this is delicious". I said and wiped my mouth. Taking a sip of my tea.

"My peepee fingers also think so". He chucked and I spit out the sip of tea.

*

Colson and I walked in lower Manhattan after dinner. I grabbed his hand, kissing his knuckle as we walked down the one main road.

"You okay"? He asked.

I looked up at him and nodded. "Yeah, just wanted to spend some time with you". I smiled.

He nodded. "Well that's excellent because I wanted to spend time with you too". He said, lightly hip checking me to the side.

"I wanna show you where I grew up, since you showed me Cleveland, let me show you New York". I smiled.

"I thought you grew up outside of New York"? He questioned.

"I did. Just two years ago I moved to the actual city. I grew up over in Garden City". I said and walked to the curb. It's a shame I can't whisle to call a cab.

"I got it". Colson said and put his finger in his mouth, making an ear piercing noise, stopping the taxi coming down.

"Wow. That earned you some brownie points Mr. Baker". I giggled and he opened the car door for me.

"I was hoping it would Mrs. Baker." He smirked.

"Can you take us to Nassau County"? I asked the driver. He nodded.

"So, Nassau County. What's over there"? Colson asked.

"Houses on houses, a nice park and this delicious bakery". I smiled and laid my head on his shoulder.

"I'm assuming I'm getting you a muffin there, the one you always talk about"? He asked.

"Yes but I'll buy. It's my treat". I smiled.

"You're killing me with this whole 'I'm a grown ass bitch' shit". He laughed.

"Its because I am". I smirked and he wrapped his arm around my shoulder.

"Fine, but just this once". He whispered and gave me a peck.

It was now my turn to show Colson where i came from, finding the places I grew up and reminiscing the old times with friends and my parents. I was excited, nervous and kinda bloated. I put my hands on my stomach then putting Colson's free hand there too. He gave me a smile as he kept his head straight. He moved his hand, rubbing my stomach.

"When the baby is born. Where do you wanna live"? He asked.

Oh God. Where did I want to go? Did I want to stay in LA? Did I want to move back to New York? Or maybe somewhere quiet, different?

"I don't know. Let's keep telling ourselves somewhere quiet". I whispered.

"Quiet. Yes". He agreed. "As long as I'm with you".