P.S. I Love You

Chapter 30

John and I had a weird relationship after the whole incident.

After we got out of the hospital, John stayed for about a week but was soon flying back to London to record with the boys. In those few weeks he'd call everyday asking me to fly up because he missed me so much, but let's be real.

He's a married man with a child.

I'm a woman that's been labeled many different things but the main title "a runaway bride"

I didn't want to cause more trouble, even if I was this "new" girl.

Now I sat in a chair watching Davy. His stylists kept picking out different outfits as Davy gave a shake of the head.

I hadn't seen any of the other boys yet, because I had to arrive an hour earlier than the boys to prepare there rooms and talk with Bob.

"Davy can you please pick an outfit?" The stylist said a little annoyed as she held up another outfit.

"I like that one."

Davy pointed to a greenish floral button up shirt and khakis.

"Davy, that was the first one I showed you."

He chuckled.

"Sorry love."

She threw the outfit at him and with a few clicks of her heels she was out of the room.

"Do you mind if I change in here?"

I bit the cap of my pencil and shook my head as I continued to jot down Davys schedule onto his little calendar.

Shooting came soon, but before I got to meet all the boys which for me was super exciting.

"Ok so this is-"

Before I could even introduce myself to Peter, out of the corner of my eye I saw a tall man, with a strong Texan accent, that reminded me of Mike. When the man turned around, I realized this man was Mike.

"Who's this beauty, Davy?" Mike said staring at me in awe.

Quickly I buttoned up my top button on my shirt just because I wasn't comfortable being stared at by Mike.

"Mike this is Mel, Mel, Mike."

"Hi." I stuck my hand out and he firmly grasped it and gave it a gentle shake.

"So you're Davys assistant?"

I smiled.

"Yes, and you have an assistant?"

He let out a tiny chuckle and nodded.

"Yeah, she's in my room. She's definitely not as beautiful as you."

He took a piece of my hair and tucked it behind my ear.

"Let me take you to dinner at least."

I let out a tiny groan quiet enough so he couldn't hear it. I already promised dinner with Davy, AND I really wasn't looking to get into a relationship and not with Mike, he was a friend and nothing more.

"I'm already going to dinner with Davy-"

"I meant like can you be my date to the cast dinner tonight?"

Again I groaned and looked at my shoes.

I

Really

Didn't

Want

To

"Uh-Uh-sure..."