Save Me From Myself

Chapter 31-The Knight in Leather Jacket

Danny's POV

I rushed down the stairs and I mentally kicked myself for not asking where exactly did the fashion show take place. And then it struck me. Mel...she was a model, she had to know where the fashion show was. I called her phone and after it rang two times I got an answer.

"Yes Danny what happened?", she asked.
"Where is the fashion show?"
"Fashion show....it's in Croke Park. We are just about to start are you coming?"
"Yes I am...", I replied quickly hailing a cab in the same time.
"Never took you as a fashion show guy...see you there I suppose. I have to go."
"Thank you. See you.", I said quickly getting into the cab.

I told the taxi driver the address and after a couple of minutes he told me.

"Hey, I recognise you..."
"Yes I'm Danny from The Script."
"No, no, no, not from there. You are that fellow who gave me that one hundred euro note. The fellow with the girl who wanted to get married. Hard to forget things like that."

"Oh god Alexis are you sending me all these signs?", I said to myself.

"Yes, that's me....", I replied to the taxi driver.
"How did it go? Did ye two get married?"
"Yes...but my wife died two days ago..."
"Oh good Lord I'm sorry to hear that. What happened?"

Can this taxi driver get more nosy? He wanted to know everything about everything, how did she die, what did she say. I answered monosyllabic and looked at the road, until he understood that I wasn't in the mood to talk. Took him a while, but at least he got the message.

I paid him the fair, giving him another hundred euro note and went to the entrance of Croke Park. When your name is Danny O'Donoghue and your picture is on the walls of Croke Park, you kinda get access immediately...I walked backstage to see a bunch of models getting the final touches done before going on stage.

"Danny, what a pleasure to see you! How have you been?", asked a woman whose name I forgot.
"I'm good, okay...just looking for someone..."
"Who? Is it a model?"
"Uhm...no...I'm looking for L...Olivia Van de Kamp..."
"Oh sweetheart you are looking in the wrong place. She said giggling. Yes, the models are ready...Two minutes girls!", she shouted back at them.
"Do you happen to know where I can find her?"
"VIP section, front row, down that way.", she said pointing me to another hallway.
"Thanks a million!", I shouted back at her running down the hallway.

I saw her and her mother in front row, both dressed in matching black gowns. She was more beautiful than ever, her long black hair pulled up in a complicated bun, her make up discrete, her grey eyes, sparkling in the light. I made my way through the row, accidentally stepping on a woman's toes, saying I was sorry every two seconds and I sat myself on the seat next to her. She looked at me with big eyes, not knowing if I was there for real, or if she was just imagining things.

"Dan? What are you doing here?", she whispered.
"Hello Mrs. Van de Kamp. I came here for you...", I whispered back.
"For me? But what about...the...and the..."
"There is a lot of time to explain, that is if you give me the chance...", I said taking her hand in mine and gently squeezing it.

She looked at me again with big eyes...she was surprised to see displays of affection like that. At least not now, not in front of everyone.

"Dan...what are you doing? People will see...everyone will know...do you really want that?", she whispered in my ear.
"Yes...I want people to know you're mine, and I want to show you off to the entire world, for everyone to see. And what can go worse? The tabloids found out about me and Alexis a day after the divorce. So what else could happen? More than it already has."

She stayed quiet for the whole show, holding my hand. Afterwards she invented an excuse to leave the after party and followed me outside.

"Dan, please explain, what are you doing to me? Where do you want to go with all this? I have been worried, I think I called you at least ten times. I've left you countless texts and you didn't bother to reply. I'm sorry but I don't understand you, where do you want to go with all this?"
"After I heard the news I was in shock, you know it. For a second there I pushed you away...I thought maybe, maybe I did a mistake. But being with you is no mistake...you appearing in my life is no mistake. You were never a mistake. I realised that...and I'm sorry..."
"Okay...so where are we heading now? Towards what are we heading? You, me..."
"You mean to say us...I can't tell you now how I feel, but let me show you that I wanna build something with you...", I said leaning towards her.

I could feel her breath quicken and my heart starting to race. It was finally going to happen...our first kiss...Strangely, I never imagined myself to kiss other lips than Alexis's but I took the plunge. I went all in. Her lips tasted like cherry. I kissed her again to reassure myself I wasn't dreaming, as she came closer to me, running her long fingers through my hair.

"God you are so beautiful...", I whispered, kissing her again and again.
"Let's go...", she whispered in my ear.

She took my hand as we made our way through the poorly lit streets of Dublin 3, until we found ourselves a cab.

"To the Morgan's Hotel please.", she said to the taxi driver.

I was surprised by her. Pleasantly surprised. The manager of the hotel was familiar with her presence and gave us the best apartment he had available.

"Now...I want to confess something..."
"What? Is everything okay?"
"I never...never made love to someone...", she said taking off her coat and placing it on the sofa.
"What do you mean by that? You never...oh...", I said as the pieces of the puzzle set in place.
"I wanted to wait...for the right moment and the right man and...this is the right moment to me...", she said slowly unzipping her dress.
"Are you sure? We can wait...", I asked as I slowly got closer to her, taking my jacket off...
"Yes I'm sure...", she answered as she let her dress fall to the ground, unveiling her statuesque body to my eager eyes.

It was a night of firsts. It was the first time I ever saw her like this. She had an innate confidence and stubbornness, but somehow those two traits mixed with her shyness. She helped me out of my clothes and we sat naked one, next to the other in bed.

The way she looked at me, those piercing, grey eyes of hers, made me feel like a shy boy who never did this in his life. I tried being as gentle as possible, touching her, caressing her, delicately. She twitched her nose a little bit, and that reaction made me stop and look closely at her...

"If you want me to stop, just tell me..."
"No...don't stop.", she replied pulling me into a kiss.
"God, you are so beautiful.", I exclaimed, gently touching her legs, kissing her collarbone, giving her shivers of excitement, throughout her entire body.

After we finished she curled next to me, gently playing with her fingers on my skin.

"I hope I didn't hurt you too much...", I said, placing my hand on her hip.
"You didn't...I had fantasised of doing this with you for a long time and now it came true...it was everything I ever expected and much more...", she said tugging closer to me.
"I think I owe you an explanation of what happened these past two days I went missing.", I said gently touching her cheeks.
"You don't owe me anything...I should've understood that you weren't willing to talk about it. And I know it will get even harder. Both for you and Glen. By the way how is he?"
"Devastated. He drank, and Mark took care of him. I just rushed to the airport and that was it. Came back to Dublin. Did what I had to do...But I still don't understand why she did it...I mean I know she wasn't okay...But doing that to yourself is just not okay.", I sighed.
"No it isn't okay...and you will have to deal with a lot more. And I understand that you will need nerves of steel to deal with everything. After all the divorce went through all the papers."
"I know....it will be tough. Luckily the press didn't find out about her and Glen. They would've thought we were all mental and would've done a great damage to our image as a band."
"Damage? What damage? I never understood this life, the life of a public person. That's why I steered myself away from it. If the two of them were happy people should not have made remarks about it."
"Well Alexis didn't quite do something good. I mean sleeping with Glen and dating him. It would've looked bad on her image and on top of all that on Glen's image. And things were difficult as they were when I got sick. There were rumours of us splitting up, not being friends, things that weren't true. Their whole relationship would've topped it up.", I explained.
"But what about us? What do we have?"
"We have something...something that I want to keep away from the public eyes for now. Because it will look bad. It will make you look like you were after me for a long time and I don't want that."
"You realise that I don't give a shit do you? About this whole public eye thing? That's the job of my mother, sister and cousins. They are the socialites of the family. I'm just the odd one in the family. And I know one thing. That right now I'm with you and that's all that matters and makes me happy.", she said kissing my lips and cuddling in my arms.

She shortly fell into a deep sleep and I was suddenly torn apart by some things. How will the management react to our relationship? Hmm...I will worry about that tomorrow.