Cowboy Diaries - a Jon Bon Jovi fan fiction

40: Lay Your Hands On Me

15. October 1992, NYC

Thomas'   POV

I left the Astoria's building behind me and headed in the direction of the closest bus station. It would take me roughly an hour until I would be home, considering the city's traffic it was likely though that it would take much longer.

But I didn't worry about that, because today was my lucky day. Bon Jovi, the Jersey rock band with superstar status, had finally confirmed they were prepared to play in our facility on Sunday. You may wonder what's so special about it, but for me it seemed like the first highlight in this bloody managing job I took some months ago after I left school. 

Until this day I only had to do boring assignments, but now I was responsible for organizing the secret Bon Jovi concert that would take place in a few days. I already dreamed of my name in the credit spinning at the end of concert films.

I for myself wasn't even that big of a fan, sure some songs were okay but I rather considered it being girl's music. But exactly that was the point. 

There was this girl, Lily, that I had a crush on ever since high school. But she never really had seemed to notice me. She lived a few blocks away from me, but she never ever had said more to me than a friendly hello whenever we accidentally saw each other. Accidentally, that was the lie.

Actually on some days, when I had my short work days, I went over to her house, hiding a bit in the community garden and hoped I could see something in the 4th story window that she had her room in. Or rather hear. 

Sometimes when it was warm outside she would open her window and sing while sitting on the window sill. Of course I was careful, I didn't want her to notice me. I didn't want her to think I was a stalker.

I had already accepted the fact that I would never have her, but just today this idea had occurred to me. What if I gave her a tip about that Bon Jovi concert? 

I know it was almost impossible to get into, it was planned as a really intimate show, around 200 people at the limit. You had to be at the right place at the right time, that means just about in front of the studio's doors when our crew then would open them and would announce the surprise. The first people who came would get some free tickets, this was expected not to take any longer than a few minutes. And the rest of them would get told that we were sorry but they had to go home.

See, almost impossible if you had no information. But I knew that Lily was a huge fan, especially of Jon, maybe that was explaining her high guy standards. But if I would tell her when to be there and she actually would get a ticket she would be thankful forever. I wouldn't be a nobody anymore, she would finally notice me. Who knows where this could lead to.

Of course we were told to swear that we wouldn't leak the date up until to the planned hour. But one person more knowing it wouldn't hurt. No one would ever notice. 

As my bus finally came I inspected my own reflection in its window and smiled. On from this day, I wouldn't be a nobody to her anymore.

18. October 1992, Kaufman Astoria Studios NYC

Jon's   POV

I mindlessly looked out of the window as our driver lead us through the busy streets of New York. Even though it was still early in the morning, the traffic stood still every few minutes. I loved this city, but the traffic here had always been one thing that made me aggressive.