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

chapter 10 - Shall We?

I was less than optimistic that Jon would be able to convince them to let me leave. I mean come on, who in their right mind would let a teenaged girl run off with a bunch of rockstars? .....although, it was the 80s and things where a little more, how do I say, "laxidasical". I guess there was a small part of me that had a little hope, I kept getting this daydream of us all hanging out and causing havock around the streets, and all round just having a good time. I wanted so badly for this to come true but seeing as things like this never go my way I had my doubts.

My daydream was swiftly interrupted by a knock on the door - rude - to be perfectly honest I was quite fed up of people constantly barging in and sticking all sorts of pointy implements into my arm and not telling me what the hell for. How much more of my blood could they possibly need!? If I wasn't still a bit hopped up on pain killers i would say they where trying to make another me. I gave out a loud sigh as I dropped me head so I was looking at my lap. "Come in" I groaned, still looking at my lap. Jon stood up and faced the door. He had his hands in his pockets - the pockets which where attached to his VERY tight trousers.....sorry it's hard not to stare - and he seemed eager to know who was on the other side.

As the door scraped across the lino floor I saw the doctor in his long white coat.

*I don't think I have any blood left for you to take thank you very much!*

As I prepared myself to be impaled once again the doctor started to speak. "Blair..." he started in a questioning tone. Yeah, like I'm gonna be anywhere other than this sterile prison. I felt something warm on my shoulders and saw Richie who had wrapped his arm around me - i had told him earlier about how I didn't want to be bothered again - it made me feel safe, I glanced at him and gave him a smile as if to say thank you. He winked back and then scoweled at the doctor, which made me giggle a little. "You're mum is stable and says she wants to speak to you" ....*eeehhhhh what!?* she has the cheek to ask to see me after all she's put me through. Richies grip tightened, it was almost like he was telling me not to go see her. Well he didn't have to worry, I had no intentions of seeing that woman.

Jon was now standing with his arms folded and legs slightly spread apart, I'm pretty sure he was blocking the doctor from me. It was actually really cute how they where protecting me, after all I was just another fan, they really didn't have to give me any special treatment. But they did anyway....once again I blushed -luckily they where all too busy scowling at Mr. White coat to notice.

"Well you can tell her I'd rather not" I said with a sarcastic smile, I'm not usually one for being rude to medical profesionals but you know what? They can all fuck off. Jon twisted his waist so he was facing me but his feet where still pointing towards Mr. White coat - this was now the doctors official name - and gave me a huge grin. I guess he must have found the fact that I just sassed a doctor funny. Oh God just looking at his ear to ear smile was enough to make every nerve inside me twitch with excitement. he was so dam handsome. Anyway, after I was finished taking in all of jons perfectness I looked back over to the doctor - Mr. White coat - he looked rather pissed off to be honest. As I looked at his unamused expression I suddenly regretted being rude....in all fairness he was only doing his job and I wasn't usually like this. I felt a warm breath in my left ear "ooooh someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed" Richie whispered. I could smell the beer on his breath, honestly it was only midday and he was already a little tipsy. I giggled, unsure as to whether it was aimed at my response or Mr. White coats look of sheer disapproval.

"Can you give me a minute to think about it" I said sheepishly with my hand behind my neck. I was still a little embarassed about how I responded the first time but he seemed understanding now. "Sure thing" he said as he headed back out the door. I let out yet another sigh and looked over to Jon, who was now leaning against the wall looking at me. He scrunched his mouth to one side and tilted his head *dam even without trying to be he's adorable* "so wad'ya think? You gonna go see her?" His raspy new Jersey accent said. I wasn't sure at all, one part of me wanted to and the other wanted the complete opposite. But then I had an idea, "well....ummm....maybe if someone came with me?" I said as quietly and unsurely as I could - tbh I'm surprised he heard me at all. His face lit up and he began to walk over to me. He sat on the bed infront of me with one leg folded under the other as it dangled over the edge. He swiped his hair from his face and smiled, "of course darlin'" dam this man knows how to make my heart flutter. Everytime he called me that it was like I was floating.