Keep On Dreaming.

Dream On

I must've fallen asleep, because I was woken up by Steven.

He shook me softly, and my eyes fluttered open.

"You know, I could never get tired of waking up to your smile." I giggled, and kissed him.

"I'm so proud of you, baby. Congratulations!" He hugged me tightly. "Now, we won't have to leave for Hollywood for about 2 weeks, so we've got some time to pack and prep. But for now. I want to take you out and celebrate. Get some nice clothes on." He ordered. 

"Okay, Mr. Bossy." I rolled my eyes and giggled, as I walked into the walk in closet. I picked out a flowy high-low dress, with a long sleeve black sweater, black stockings, and my black Christian Louboutin high heels that Steven bought me for my birthday. 

Thinking back, Steven gave me such a great surprise for my birthday. He took me out to dinner, and then took me to an 'abandoned' club. It turns out, he rented out the whole club for the night and invited all of our closest friends. He invited Lauren, who brought Joe, but they didn't speak the entire night, they only gave each other dirty glares from across the club. Lauren presented me with a cake and ironically played Taylor Swift's '22' as I blew out my candles, instead of singing happy birthday. 

I got ready, and walked into the room, only to find Steven in black pants, a shirt which matched the pattern of my dress, and a black jacket. 

"How do we always manage to match each other? I don't get it?" I laughed as I went to him and kissed him. 

"You're stunning." he grinned and grabbed my hand.

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He lead me down the stairs, and into the garage. 

We walked past Gunner, and Zip, and climbed into his r8. When we got onto the road, I giggled a little. He looked over at me, with an eyebrow raised.

"Care to share the joke, Miss Parker?" He teased

"I was just thinking about Zip, and Gunner, and how we need to give your car a name." I smiled

"We should! You seem to be better at naming though, so you should name it." He grinned.

"Okay, well first thing's first. Boy or Girl?" I laughed

"Umm. I don't know I usually refer to it as a 'she' so I guess it's a girl." He sighed

"Okay... umm... Well we gotta take the color into consideration. Since she's cherry red, it's gotta be something cool. Something as spunky as her." I giggled "So.. How about... Violet. Or no, maybe, Marley?"

"I kinda like Marley." He chuckled

"Wait! I got it!" I yelled, excited "Jasmine! But we'll call her Jaz for short!" 

"Spunky!" Steven chuckled "I like it. Jaz. Mmmm."

We sped down the road until we reached the nicer part of Columbia, where the fancier restaurants were. We pulled up infront of the Ristorante Divino.

When we stepped inside, the warm delicious scents of italian cuisine wafted all around us, and I realized how hungry I was. 

Because the host recorgnized Steven, we were seated instantly in an intimate booth at the back of the restaurant. The waitor came to take our drink orders, left, and then came back with our drinks and brough us a complimentary bottle of champagne with a note from the owner attatched.

It read; 'Thank you Mr. Tyler and Ms. Parker for spending your evening with us. Congratulations, Ms. Parker on your advancement to Hollywood, and good luck on American Idol.' 

I laughed, and blushed. 

"You called ahead, didn't you?" I smiled "Baby, you're amazing."

"Only the best, for you, my love." Steven smiled, and reached across the table to grasp my hand.

"You know, we don't need to name babies, we name our cars. I mean they're like our babies anyway." I laughed

"You're so right. Here's to our beautiful daughter, Jaz. and our two handsome sons, Zip, and Gunner." Steven picked up his glass of champagne and toasted to our cars. he took a sip and then toasted again. "And here's to the love of my life, and her phenominal voice. I wouldn't be suprised if you wont Idol with your eyes closed." He laughed and then took another sip.

We spent a few hours in the restaurant, munching on appetizers, then entrees, and eventually desserts, which of course, were strawberries and whipped cream, with more champagne.

Steven leaned over the table with a strawberry covered in chocolate and whipped cream, and fed it to me. I stared directly into his eyes and took a small bite. 

"Mmmm." We both said. Mine as a responce to the fruit, and his a responce to my feeble attempt to be sexy. 

"I think it's time to go." Steven whispered. he paid for the bill without looking away from me. We got up, walked out the door, and waited about a minute for the valet to bring Jaz around. We climbed in and sped home. Once we were home, Steven picked me up and carried me up the stairs and threw me onto the bed, climbing on top of me, with his lips just inches from mine.

"Hmm... Well now that I've got you alone, what ever shall I do with you?" He grinned, and kissed me passionatey.