I was making Ethan pancakes before I got ready to leave. "Mommy?" He asked. "Yeah bud?" I asked. "Where did daddy go?" I looked at him for a moment. "What?" I croaked. I hadn't ever talked to him about his father. I think. "Where's daddy? Shouldn't he be hear with us? Like Jordan's daddy." I put the pancakes on a plate and walked over to him. "Well, bud." better to get it over now. "When you were younger, daddy. He left. He had to go to a place. But he hasn't come back yet." I lied, tears threatening to roll down my cheeks. I still wasn't completely over it. I walked back to my room, while Ethan finished eating. I changed into black skinny jeans, a The 1975 crop top, a bandanna. Then I did my makeup. "You look pretty mommy!" Ethan said smiling. I smiled down at him. "Thanks bud!" I said. I washed his plate, and then wiped his face and face off. "When's Jessica comin'?" He asked. "Soon." I said smiling. I walked out to the living room, making sure it was presentable. There was a knock on the door, and Ethan ran over and answered it. "Hi Jessie!" He said. I smiled at her. She walked in, and I stood. Slipping on my converse. "Bye mommy!" Ethan said hugging my leg. I hugged him back and smiled. Then I left. Driving to the arena didn't take long. I jumped out of the car. Surprisingly there wasn't very many people here yet. i got in line, and waited. I talked to some people about the old days. It was soon time to go in. I sat talking with some other girls until they came out. We all squealed. They sang some of their old stuff. Gotta Get Out. Beside You. SLSP. Don't Stop. Outta My Limit. Amnesia. And then one of their newerish ones Daylight. (Their working on it now! I heard a part of it and let me just say, dayum!) After the show, some girls went backstage. I was one of the lucky girls. We chatted for a moment, until the boys came out of the dressing room. 'Hi!" Ashton said, hugging us. The other boys hugged us too. I kept staring at Michael. I couldn't believe that my crush was sitting right in front of me. He looked over at me and smiled. I felt my cheeks get hot. Did I just blush? I hadn't done that since Ethan's dad when I was 19. I closed my eyes, shaking it off. "You okay?" I heard. I looked over to see Michael sitting beside me. I nodded, "Yep!" He looked at me for a moment. "What's wrong?" He asked. I blurted it all out. "I was thinking about how I haven't blushed since I was with my sons father, and then you did it so easily." I covered my mouth, my eyes wide. Did I just tell him all of that? "You have a son?" He asked. I nodded, "Yeah. Ethan. He's 3." I said smiling. He shook his head, "Wow." I looked at him, "Are you judging me?" I asked. He looked up at me, "No! Not at all. I was just surprised. Not many people I know have kids." He replied. I rolled my eyes, "Yeah, well I have one..." He smiled slightly. "Tell me about him.." He said. I scanned his face to see if he was serious. He appeared to be. So I did. When I finished telling him about the cute fits he has, how mad he gets, or sometimes how down to earth he can be I sighed. "He seems like a sweet kid. You must be proud of him." He said smiling. "I am." I said nodding. I smiled, and looked at the group of girls with the other boys. "Can I meet him sometime?" He asked. My eyes widened, as I looked back at Michael. "Your serious?" I asked. He nodded, "Yeah. I think he seems cool. You do too." He said smiling. I nodded, "Okay. That sounds cool!" I said smiling.
