Patience

Twenty-one

"Montreal, baby! Are you ready?" Axl exclaimed as the band's private jet was landing.

The plane had landed, and everyone stood up and gathered their things. I kissed Axl on the cheek as we walked down the steps of the plane. Axl put some sunglasses on his face and took my arm. We walked through the airport together.

"Aw, you guys," Duff said, teasing us. I just giggled. The thought of Axl and I together still felt unreal.

Axl turned around, laughed, and shook his head at Duff and I just rolled my eyes and laughed at him. As we made our way through, the band signed autographs for fans who were walking up to them at the airport.

We went straight to the hotel and dropped our things off, then Axl and I went out to the large Ferris wheel. Neither of us had been to Montreal before, so we had to ask for directions and ended up getting a little lost, but we eventually made our way there.

"This is one long ass line," Axl said as we payed for our tickets to get on the Ferris wheel and got in line.

"I think it will be worth it, though," I shrugged.

After we waiting for about forty-five minutes, or as Axl was saying, four hours, we were seated in the rusty car of the Ferris wheel.

"Wow," Axl said.

"What?" I asked.

"All that waiting and money for a rusty old car to ride in. This thing could fall off the wheel," He said, looking down over the edge. He started to shake it a little, and it squeaked.

"Axl, stop," I laughed at him and I leaned over and pulled him back inside.

"What?" He smirked.

"You're going to be the idiot that falls out of a Ferris wheel if you keep doing that," I said, rolling my eyes.

"Well," He shrugged, "Better than the idiot who still lets people ride on this piece of junk." He patted the side of the car.

"Ha, good point," I nodded.

The Ferris wheel suddenly came to a stop, and the cart violently bounced up and down. Axl and I froze and just looked at each other until it stopped. Then, we started laughing, but mainly because we were relieved. Then, the Ferris wheel continued and we sat back, relaxed.

"It's a little chilly," I said, running my hands up and down my arms, "but it's a nice view once you get up higher."

Then, the Ferris wheel stopped again, and this time we were at the very top. Axl looked at me and I looked at him, both of us smirking.

"Well, you know what this means," He said and I leaned in.

The two of us kissed, but immediately pulled apart when the Ferris wheel started up again and the cart was bouncing up and down. We both laughed it off and I ran my hand through my hair out of relief, once again.

"That was," Axl said, his voice trailing off.

"Nice?" I finished.

"Yeah. Nice," He said.

My god, I thought. The look he gave me after he said that. His sparkling green eyes and gorgeous smile. I'm so lucky to be with this man.

After the Ferris wheel, we decided to head back to the hotel and have a look around.

"Hey, Lucy," Axl said when we walked inside.

"Yes?"

"Don't break another vending machine," He said, eyeing the vending machines in the back corner of the lobby.

"I didn't break it! You did!" I exclaimed, laughing.

"Oh. Right," Is all Axl said, pretending to not believe me.

"Let's go check out the pool," Axl said and I followed him.

I should've known that following Axl to the pool when we weren't even going swimming was a bad idea. We walked in and the first thing he did was point toward a corner to distract me, then he pushed me into the pool. However, when he pushed me in, I panicked and grabbed him, so he came down with me.

"Damn, Lucy, that didn't go as planned," He said, splashing water in my face.

"Good thing," I smiled, "or I would've had to get you back later."

That's when we looked around and realized that there were a ton of people staring at us. We just looked at each other before bursting out into laughter. Axl climbed out of the pool first, his wet clothing dripping water all over the floor. He extended his hand and I grabbed it. He pulled me up, then I was the one dripping all over the place. Axl did an awkward waddle over to the towel rack and tossed me one before grabbing one for himself. The two of us dried off and then we decided to go out with the band for some dinner.

***

We ended up eating at a pizza place that had an arcade in it. Everyone ate their pizzas pretty quickly so they could so we had time to play in the arcade before the show. It's funny how childlike everyone became in a place like this. It was fun, though.

I walked up to the Dig-Dug machine and put some change in the slot. Amy came to watch me.

"You like dig-dug?" She asked and I nodded.

"I used to be good at it as a kid," I said, smiling.

"Cool, I call it after you," Amy said.

"It might be a while," I warned her, smiling.

"Eh, I can wait," She shrugged, leaning back on the machine beside the one I was playing.

"Guys, it's showtime!" Steven announced, looking at his watch.

"Wait, I have to win the giraffe," Duff said.

We all waited and urged him to hurry up, and I guess he does well under pressure, because he got it.

"Guys, look at my giraffe!" Duff exclaimed, triumphantly holding it up in the air.

The whole band just kind of muttered, "That's nice, Duff," or "Wow. Great."

"You guys are no fun," Duff had said in response, which earned some chuckles.

"Come on, it's time to go," Slash said, patting Duff on the back.

"It's showtime! We're about to rock Montreal!" Axl said, throwing a fist into the air.

Then, we were out of the arcade on our way to the venue.