The Opportunity of a Lifetime

Chapter 58 (Pete's POV)

"Holy fuck!" I scream, looking at my girlfriend with my mouth wide open. She was gorgeous before, but damn... she's downright sexy as hell with black hair. It slims up her face and makes her lined eyes pop, and fuck it looks so good.

"What?!" Cheryl exclaims, glancing around her.

"You... your... I... I mean... you-" I stutter pathetically, when Hailey interrupts me.

"You... you.. you... wanttofuckher." She mocks me at the beginning, then said the last part all in one breath. It took me a second to process what she said, but when I did I slapped her arm.

"I do not," I object. Hailey raises her eyebrows.

"Oh, so you're saying she's too ugly to screw?" She's testing me now.

"No! I didn't mean that. I don't- I mean I do-"

"I'm right here, people!" Cheryl yells, raising her arms exasperatedly.

"Yes, honey, he knows you're here, but he wants you in the bedroom." Hailey wiggles her eyebrows and I slam my head against the wall.

"Dude!" I hear Cheryl yell. I can literally hear her blush.

"Hailey!" Patrick scolds, being his fatherly self, covering Gracie's ears.

"What?" she asks innocently, getting up from her seat beside Patrick, walking up to Cheryl. She dramatically wipes a nonexistent tear from her eye, slamming into Cheryl with a bone-crushing hug, petting her newly black hair.

"My baby has grown up," Hailey muses, while Cheryl silently struggles to get out of the death grip, while Hailey just obliviously rattles on about how birds always need to fly out of the nest sometime, erratically petting her hair.

"Will you let me go?" Cheryl asks impatiently.

"Nope."

"IF YOU LOVE ME, LET ME GOOOOOOOOO!" Cheryl screams, but Hailey doesn't budge. Cheryl pouts.

Even though the scene is highly amusing, I get up and attempt to pry Hailey's fingers off of Cheryl.

"Thank you, my fucking lord and savior," Cheryl says sarcastically, flicking Hailey off. She just blows a kiss at her.

"Shit," Joe suddenly says, checking his phone. We all turn to him. "Were late to our show. "

I shriek, jumping over Patrick, who screams like a girl. Joe runs one direction, and Andy runs another, and they both slam into each other, falling to the floor. Basically a chaotic stampede is what's happening.

The girls just stare at us, smirking. "Uh, hate to interrupt your vanity affair, but y'all go ahead when you're ready. Were gonna stay back with Gracie for a bit. Don't wait up for us," Cheryl says.

"How come?" I ask curiously.

"We've got some things to take care of first. Don't worry about us," she shoos me out the door, "we've got backstage passes. We'll be fine."

"Alright," I eventually say. I lean back in the door and kiss Cheryl, when I feel something pushing into my side.

"Move aside, I need to give my girlfriend some lovin' too," Patrick yells, squeezing past me. I laugh at him and give him room to get inside.

He skips up the bus steps, saying something I can't hear to Hailey. Then they kiss. When he turns around and walks back towards me, he's got an expression on his face like he just got laid.

"Watcha so cocky for?" I ask, poking his side.

"No reason," he says, avoiding my eyes and closing the bus door, walking ahead of me. My eyes widen.