Husband of My Dreams

Chapter Five

My dad parked in the senior citizen parking lot, us getting out and taking a few steps before a golf cart pulled up.

"Would you two like a ride?" A young lady asked.

"Sure." I smiled, getting on, followed by my dad. "Thank you."

"Of course." She smiled and drove us to the stage. "Have a good time!"

I smiled politely and got off, going to the front and setting up my chair. My dad set his next to mine and I sat down. As it got closer to the time of the show, people started to gather in front of the stage, in front of me. I groaned and set my notebook on the ground, standing so I could see. The intro started to play and I mentally cursed. Speakers. They ran on stage and Elijah looked around, smiling when he was looking in my direction. Those damn sunglasses.

At the end of the concert, I looked in my chair pocket to see I caught three picks throughout the hour of the concert. I grabbed my notebook and pen from the ground, packing my chair into its sleeve. "I'm gonna hang back. Can you take this to the car?" I handed my dad the chair and he walked away. Looking through my notebook, I went to the back cover and smiled, walking to the guitarist, James.

"Hey!" He smiled. I smiled a bit. "You're the one Elijah is always talking about, right?"

"Uh... Maybe?" I softly giggled. "Can you sign this?" I showed him the inside of the back cover.

"Of course." He smiled, taking out a sharpie and signing, handing it back.

"Thanks." I smiled, making my way to the drummer, the one that throws the picks, then the one who's always shoeless. Am I avoiding Elijah? Maybe. "Can you sign this?" I handed him the notebook.

"Sure! Anything in here?" He turned to where I was writing a story about the band. I quickly grabbed it and turned to the back cover, my heart racing.

After he signed, we ended up talking for a while.

"Hey!" I jumped and looked at Elijah. He looked... jealous? No, he couldn't be... "What's happening here?"

"Talkin' to Lucas." I shrugged. "Oh, can you sign this?" I handed him my notebook.

He took it and silently signed the back before handing it to me. "Did you have fun?"

I nodded and smiled. "Yeah. Got three picks to add to my collection."

"How many will you have with these added?"

"About six..." I softly blushed.

"Six? Wow."

"Well this is my fourth concert..."

"Fourth? Do you stalk us that much?"

"Like how you stalked me?" I rose an eyebrow at him. He opened his mouth but my phone vibrated. I looked to see a text from my dad to say that we need to go. When I looked at Elijah, he was frowning. "What?"

"When will I see you again?"

"Uh... Tomorrow, I think."

"Tomorrow?" He smiled wide, his eyes lighting up.

"Think you can wait that long?" I winked and walked away.

"So tomorrow?" I looked at my phone, also noticing it was almost midnight.

"Yes, tomorrow. Now let me sleep." I texted back, thankful my phone didn't vibrate again.