Drunk On Me

Chapter Five: Backstage.

I couldn't believe it. Was Luke Bryan really asking me to go out sometime? Once again I couldn't find my words. They were on the tip of my tongue yet I couldn't manage to speak.

"Jayden?" Luke questioned.

"What? Oh sorry. Yes Luke, I'd love to go out with you sometime!" I said gleefully.

"Well how's tomorrow night sound?" Luke asked with a smile.

"Hey! Tomorrow Tyler and I are having a date night! We're going out to eat at Taco Bell, going bowling, then watching a firework show! You guys should come along!" Ginger butted in.

I looked over at Luke. "Do you wanna do that? Are you okay with it?"

"Yeah, it sounds good! It will take some of the "first date jitters" away!" Luke chuckled.

I loved the fact that he got first date jitters. I'm still unsure why, but I think it's because he's a big superstar and he has girls throwing themselves at him constantly. I guess I expected him to he sorta cocky. But he wasn't at all. He was a real person, with real problems, and the same experiences as real people. He was nothing extraordinary, besides the fact he was the SEXIEST country man alive!

"Sounds like a double date!" Tyler said, breaking my train if thought. "Well, we better be getting home. I told your mothers I'd have you girls home before one in the morning and I ain't breaking that promise! See ya Luke!"

"Wait! Jayden, can I get your phone number?" Luke spoke quickly.

"Um, yea sure! Got anything for me to write on?"

"You can just write it on my hand."

I grabbed a marker and Luke's hand, and instantly forgot what I was doing. The feeling of his strong, tan hands in mine. I melted right on the spot.

"C'mon Jayden! Chop chop, we gotta get our asses home or your mom will never let us go places with Tyler ever again!" Ginger yelled. As I was snapped back into reality, I wrote my phone number on his hand.

"It was really nice meeting you, Luke! Thank you for everything! Call me tomorrow for all the details about the night." I called out to Luke as we walked towards the truck.

When we finally reached the truck Ginger noticed the rear tire on the passenger side was slashed, the tailgate was dented, with the paint chipped, and the entire back window was smashed in.

"Um.. Tyler? Come here a second.." Ginger said.

"What is it babe?"

"I think you have a bit of a problem..." Ginger replied

Tyler took one look at his now ruined truck.

"FUCK!!" Tyler screamed, not caring who heard. He was angry, and when Tyler is angry, nothing good ever happens.