Behind the Scenes (A Mikey Fusco Love Story) *Completed*

Chapter Seven

(Gabrielle's POV ; Two hours later)

The show ended, and I was making my way to the party. My mom didn't want to go, so she allowed me to go by myself, with security of course. Everything was smooth sailing, until I noticed the limo slowing down. I looked out the window, and felt my stomach turn, when I saw the huge crowd of paparazzi sworming the car. "Frank." I took a death grip on his arm, and showed him. He pulled off his sunglasses, and his eyes got wide. "Please stay calm Ms. Gabrielle. I've got everything under control." He pressed a button on his watch, and started saying things I didn't understand into it. I sighed, and laid my head against the seat. This is terrible. "Ms. Gabrielle, we're going to have to skip this party.." he said. I nodded, and sighed. Just another chance missed to hang with Mikey. He's going to think I hate him, I keep rescheduling our picture. I texted him that I wouldn't be able to make it, and tucked my phone into my clutch. "Okay, here's the plan. You follow me. Regardless, do not let go of my hand. Got it?" I nodded, and my eyes widened when he opened the door, and pulled me out of the car. I squeezed Frank's hand with a death grip, and moved as fast as I could in the direction he was. The paparazzi was hot on our trail, I'm pretty sure they were so close one of them tore my dress. Frank lead me into a small resturant, and locked the door. He pulled the curtains down on the doors, and panted. "We'll have to stay here until police arrive, Ms. Gabrielle." I nodded, and turned around. Sitting at the table in front of me, was Mikey...