We Heal Each Other

3

When we get to the Ram's football field. (where the concert is) I can't contain my excitement. I squeal and my legs go up and down in the car uncontrollably. When my dad parks his fancy-ass sports car I learned how to drive. I got out immediately and took my ticket. I see Taylor, the head security of the Rams.

"Hi, Taylor," I say, going to the gate. My mom and dad catch up to me.

"Hi, Ms. Johnson...Mr. Johnson...Mrs. Johnson." Taylor says, smiling kindly.

"Hi, Taylor." My parents say.

I hand Taylor my ticket and go in. I sit in my seat. My parents fell closely. We got to sit in the front. Aunt Lexi comes and sits next to me. She smiles softly at me and winks.

"Ready for the night of your life, kiddo?" She asks.

"Yes...Yes, Auntie Lex!" I exclaimed.

The stage lights up and the crowd goes quiet. The music starts. Rayven comes running out to the front of the stage. The rest of the band comes out. Ezra McKay is the lead guitarist and Jacob Maddox is the drummer.

Ezra gets his guitar and Jacob goes to the drums. They're a lot muscular in person. Especially Rayven.

"How are you LA?" Rayven said loudly.

I smiled.

The band starts the concert. I see how Rayven's perfectly styled hairstyle moves along with his head. His black, hair is slicked back into curls. His brown eyes are like does looking into the forest. His tattoos on his arms tell a mysterious story. I look at him while he's rocking and rolling. I put my arms up in the air.

His sad, mysterious eyes land on me. We meet eyes several times and I feel breathless when he meets my eyes. I feel a strong feeling for him.

My dad looks over at me looking at Rayven. He looks at Rayven looking at me then smiles. He whispers something to my mom.

"What?" I mouth to my dad.

"You're smitten." My dad says loudly.

My mom chuckles.

I roll my eyes in embarrassment. I put my palm to my face. I can't believe he said that. And so loudly.

"Daddy!" I exclaimed.

He chuckles and goes back to enjoying the concert.

After the concert, I go back to the gate but my dad stops me. My mom comes to my side.

"Oh, no Rory. We're not going home yet. We're meeting the band."

I gasp. "No way!"

He laughs. "Let's go."

We all go backstage and I see the band packing up their gear. Rayven sees my dad and me and stands up. He has a white shirt and leather jacket. His black torn skinny jeans is very attractive in person.

"Mr. Johnson, I'm a big fan of yours. It's great to meet you, sir." Rayven said, excitedly.

"Thank you, Mr. Hart. You guys were great too tonight." My dad chirped. "My daughter here is your biggest fan."

Rayven looks over at me. He smiles at me flirtatiously, but sadly.

"Ms. Johnson. Thank you for supporting us. Can I say I love your shirt?" Rayven said.

I blushed. "Uh. Um. Thanks, Mr. Hart. But my name is Aurora, not Ms. Johnson." I stutter.

Aunt Lexi chuckles softly at my mom.

Rayven smiles at me.

"I mean my formal name is Ms. Johnson." I shake my head. "I'm sorry Mr. Hart, I'm like super nervous. You guys have been my idols since I was sixteen."

Ezra and Jacob chuckle as Rayven blushes. I smile at Rayven who is red in the cheeks. He's looking at my dad.

"It's all good, Aurora. I'm a big fan of your dad here. He's a really great guy and Quarterback." Rayven exclaims.

Ezra and Jacob turn to Rayven. "Hey, Rayv, we're going to put the equipment in the van."

Rayven has his eyes on me. "Okay, guys."

My mom and dad chuckle softly. My dad puts his hand on my shoulder.

"Rory, we'll all be in the car." My dad declares.

"Okay, Daddy," I say, looking at Rayven who is cleaning up.

My parents and Aunt Lexi leave so it's just Rayven and I; I tap the floor with my foot awkwardly.

Rayven stands up towards Me. He leans on one of the high speakers that was left behind. He looks at me as he puts his hand through his sweaty wet hair. It's still curly and slicked back. It looks as soft as ever.

"You might be asked this a lot...but what's it like being the daughter of a quarterback?" Rayven asks awkwardly.

I chuckle. "Yeah, I do get asked it a lot...it's a lot of traveling and luxury."

"That must be nice," Rayven says as he looks at my long blonde wavy hair.

I look down at the floor by Rayven. "Yeah...it yes. This field seems like a second home."

Rayven looks at the floor and then at me. "Me and the guys are going to an after-party if you want to come.

I had to think for a minute. Did I want to go to a party? I've never been to a party before. Not in my life.

"Um, sure. I just have to tell my parents. I'll meet you here." I say nervously.

Rayven nods and continues to get to packing. I go to the car to my parents kissing. Ew! I knock on the window on the driver's side. My dad rolls down the window and gives me a "what?" look. and raises his eyebrows. I roll my eyes playfully. My mom smiles funnily at me.

"What guys?" I ask weirded out. "You guys are scaring me."

My dad chuckles sarcastically. "How was the meet and greet baby girl?" He says loudly.

I turn red out of embarrassment. "Daddy. Please." I look at my mom. Mama, rescue me from this embarrassment."

My mom shakes her head and grabs my dad's arm. My parents look at me, curiously, waiting for me to speak.

"So, Rayven invited me to an after-party and I think I'm gonna go...so go on home guys. I'll text you guys my location." I say softly.

My dad arches his brow dad-like. He sighs and turns over to my mom.

"Paris, how'd we get such a beautiful baby girl?"

I smile. "You guys."

My dad laughs. "Okay. Just call when you're done and I'll come pick you up."

I smile. "Thanks, Quarterback Daddy. Good night artist mama." I kiss my dad's cheek and my parents laugh at me.

"Good night, Aurora. No drinking. Absolutely no drinking." My mom says, seriously. Pointing a finger.

I roll my eyes. I nod. My parents waved bye and left. I tried to act natural but I couldn't help it. I'm going to a party with my favorite band. This is going to be awesome.