I'll be There For You, Always (A Bon Jovi Fanfic)

chapter 5 - back down to earth

"Blair?"
"Huh? Oh sorry" I was completely frozen on the spot at what I had just been told. *Did he really just say that?*, i kept saying over and over in my head. "So wha'dya say? Wanna hang for a while?" He still looked all shy and cute, almost like he was embarassed about what he had just said.

On the inside I was screaming *"OF COURSE I DO. YES YES YES YES!!"* but seeing as I didn't want my idol and THE fittest man on the planet to think I was completely demented I decided to go with a more apropriate answer..."I don't know if my parents will like that" ...

*congratulations Blair. Now he's gonna think you're a child who can't make her own decisions. STUPID STUPID STUPID!!!*

just as I said this Jon reached over to a nearby nightstand - bit confused as to why there's a nightstand in the middle of a tour bus but I just went with it - he picked up a huge black object and handed it to me. "D'ya know their number?" He said with a hopeful smile. The object must have been one of those New mobile telephone things. Not many people had them so I never realised just how massive the bloody things were. Luckily though I did know my parents number, I took the monsterous phone and dialed. But wait...what was I gonna tell them "oh hey mum, hey dad. Just calling to say I'm running away with the biggest rockstar of the modern day. See ya soon" I don't think so.

As soon as I heard the dial tone I immediately hung up. "Everythin' alright?", he asked looking like a confused puppy with his head tilted slightly to one side . my God why does he have to be so dam cute! "What am I supposed to tell them? I mean it's not like they're gonna let me" my face dropped and I looked at the floor. I had that sinking feeling again. Why is it that when I finally meet my idol - and he actually wants to spend time with me - I'm restricted by my stupid parents. I could feel more tears about to stream down my face *don't cry don't cry don't cry* I repeated to myself in my head. But just as I thought an emotional breakdown was imminent I felt a warm hand under my chin. Jon had placed his fingers under my face to lift my head up. His touch was so warm and inviting, I didn't want this feeling to end. Ever. He lifted my head until my eyes met his, his gorgeous baby blues. He curled up the corners of his mouth to give him that signiture smirk. The sight of this made me melt on the inside....and out....I was sweating quite a bit by this point. "You never know until you try" I was surprised at his maturity to be honest. I always imagined him being a big ol goof ball...maybe that's just when he's with the rest of the boys.

I lifted the phone back to my ear after dialing my parents number once again. The dial toned. Suddenly I had a major case of butterflies in my stomach, but not the good kind. There was no way my parents would be ok with this. Which means I'll have to leave Jon....forever.

"hello?" I heard my mum's quiet Borders accent on the other end and i felt a warm feeling all through my body. I hadn't realised just how comforting it would be to hear a familiar voice. "Hey mum, its me" I said tentatively. My mum's quite voice suddenly grew louder "where are you!? Are you ok!? Do you have any idea what time it is!?" This is what I was afraid of. She sounded so angry and concerned at the same time...I was deffinetly going to have to go home immediately. "Mum please let me explain....I hit my head at the concert and -" I was cut off by a loud "oh my goodness are you ok! Tell me where you are and I'll come get you right away " I was slightly frustrated that I couldn't finish my sentence before full on mum-mode had kicked in. "Please mum im not Finnished. Im....well....you see im sort of on the Bon Jovi tour bus. .." the other end was silent. I couldn't even hear her breathing."one of the bouncers brought me on because ...well Jon wanted to make sure I was ok" I blushed. I was actually quite concerned that my news had given her a heart attack. "Hello?" I said anxiously to see if she would respond.

Finally she began to speak. "Blair im coming to get you right now" I wanted to ask her about staying with them for a while but before I had the chance to she had hung up the phone.

Jon was at the other end of the bus, he had left me to talk to my mum in private - thank God, if he stayed I probably would have been too distracted by his beautiful face to concentrate on talking to my mum - which I really apreciated. He is so thoughtful . I was sitting awkwardly alone on the wornout leather sofa when Richie walked over, followed by David,Alec and Tico. Richie stood directly infront of me and put his hands on his hips, leaning slightly to one side, whilst the other two sat next to me on the sofa making me into a Blair sandwich. It was quite a nice feeling, being in such close proximity to all my favourit people. Once again my face went bright crimson, I tried to hide it so that i wouldn't get teased. "So d'ya wanna stay for a while" Richie said with a gleaming smile. Suddenly my face returned to its usual shade of pale and I replied with a less than enthusiastic "I don't think my mum's gonna let me". I could feel my nose beggining to sting - as it always did when I was about to cry - I felt the tears stream down my face and no matter how hard I tried I couldn't stop them.

"What, why!?" David responded as both he and Alec put one arm around me. They had obviously noticed that I was crying. It was a warm feeling, I had that same feeling of security as I did when my mum used to sit me on her lap and rock me in her arms whenever I was upset. Richie was now crouched to the ground so that he was at my eye level.

I continued to describe how my mum had always been rather controlling. "Plus I don't think she's comfortable with me running off with a bunch of rockers" all the boys simultaneously looked at me with an expression which read "we would never take advantage of you" and I knew they wouldn't but sadly my mum wouldn't be so philosophical. Richie began to speak again : "nah we'll make her come round, won't we jonny?" He glanced over to the sink in the tiny kitchen area. Jon was standing over it filling a glass full of water. He jumped a little at the remark, he must have been day dreaming. It was kind of cute how he flinched at such a little thing. I couldn't help but giggle quietly to myself. "What?" He responded. "Blair might not be able to stay. But we can convince her mum right?". I looked over to Jon with hopeful eyes as he said "sure we can. Don't worry darlin we'll sort something out" he lifted one corner of his mouth which gave him THE most adorable smile ever. I got butterflies in my stomach - and this time it was the good kind. I loved it when he called me that, everytime he says it I get a tingling feeling throughout my body that I couldn't control. He drove me mad.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door of the bus. It was short and abrupt. I could tell it was my mum. Jon walked over to the door and answered it "hello ma'am. You must be Blair's mum" he extended a warm hand out for her to shake but my mum wasn't in the mood for introductions. She peered her head around jon and into the bus. When she saw me sitting on the couch sandwiched between the bass player and keyboardist her eyes widened. "Blair come on. We're leaving" she bellowed. Dave and Alec slowly lifted their arms to allow me to get up. I stood up reluctantly and started for the door. "Hang on a second" I felt a hand on my shoulder, as I turned around to see who it was, I saw David . "Please miss, we really like your daughter and would love for her to hang and see what its like on the road." all 4 of the other boys nodded in agreement.

My mum shot a look of scepticism to all the boys. "Well you must understand she's only 17 and you are all strangers to me. So if you think I'm going to let my daughter parade around the country with you, you've got another thing coming" she took a hold of my arm and started to pull me towards the door, but Jon butted in "oh c'mon she's a great girl, and we'll make sure she has fun" he said to her with a sympathetic smile. What made matters worse though was that Richie - having had one too many beers - said "oh yeah you know how to do that don't you jonny" he winked and the rest of the boys looked at the floor and giggled. My mum gave off a loud gasp. "No! Not like tha-" Jon tried to explain but before he had the chance, my mum had pulled me out the door and was now practically dragging me to the car. I tried to tell her to stop and listen to Jon but she was having none of it. This was it. My dream was over. I didn't even get to say goodbye...

Well 😂
I know this has been a longer chapter but I hope you all enjoyed it....ps yes this is the same chapter that I already posted but i changed the ending

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