Where I Belong (Parker_Games)

24.) Me and Parker

Dani's POV

Here we are.

Exploring Vagas early in the morning with the sweet taste of alchol on the tips of our tongues.  No cameras, except our cell phones, were recording what we were doing.  No one told us what to do or where to be at a certain time.  All of our footage was for us to keep as a memory of our drunken Vagas adventure.  We're free spirits roaming the night together. 

My loud drunken laughs filled the open air as I watched Parker fall off a mechanical bull.  The bar tender walked over to him and quickly poured some whiskey down his throat.  It was nearly equivalent to two shots. That's what they do at this place, I guess.  If you stay on or fall off you get a free shot.  "Everyone, give it up for Parker!  He lasted eleven point two seconds!"  The bar filled with loud cheers, and Parker raised both his arms up in a defeated victory.  He was so proud of himself. 

When he got out of the inflatable arena, he tripped over his own two feet, but he still managed to stay standing.  "I need some air?  Care to join me," he asked while lifting an arm up for me to grab.  His eyes were tinted a faint pink color due to how drunk and tired he was at the moment.  Parker's eye lids hung low over his pupils, but it was enough for him to still have decent vision.  Rosey cheeks glisted with a hint of sweat under the Vagas lights, and his curly hair was sticking up in random directions.  He's never looked more appealing to me than in this very moment. 

Once my arm was hooked around his, we made our way out of the crowded bar and into the cool night air.  "Do you want to go see the dancing waters again," I asked while leading him in that direction.  The Bellagio is absolutely beautiful especially at night time. 

Christmas music played softly but loud enough to hear over the roar of the crowds.  Eventhough Christmas is over, everyone still celebrates it for a month afterward.  They celebrate it until another holiday approaches.  At least we get to see Vagas with a few more shiny lights than normal. 

"Dani, you need another drink," Parker slurred at me.  He pulled out two small tequila bottles from his coat pocket.  Unscrewing both of them, he handed me one.  "Cheers."  We clinked the shot bottles together and quickly downed then both.  Parker never made a sour face.

"Gosh, tequila is strange without salt and a lime."  I squished my nose up at the taste I once craved.  The past me wouldn't even be bothered by the taste. 

I looked up to see so many cars bumper to bumper for miles.  It's early in the morning in Vagas; however, I'm guessing the party is over for most of the people.  They've probably cashed out hours ago.  I wonder if anyone in these vehicles hit a jackpot or scored their crush.  I also wonder how many lost money and, how much money did they lose?

"Hey, we can cross now.  Come on," Parker yanked my hand into his.  We quickly ran through a line of cars parked at a red light.  I began giggling uncontrollably by the way he was running.  It was like one of his legs were made of jello.

We made it safe to the other side of the street moments before the light turned green and cars pressed on the gas pedal.  "I think someone is a little drunk," I giggled while interlocking his hand with mine.  As we walked toward the giant fountain, I kept staring at Parker.  Alchol and him mix very well.  He's so brutally honest, yet he's a little loud.  He laughs more often when hes been drinking, but that's not a bad thing.  I could hear him laugh all the time.  For me, just to see his eyes crinkle and his smile chain react onto mine is enough for me. 

"Look, we have made it!  The Bellagio is right where we saw it last.  Good thing because I would've gotten lost."  I stepped in front of the fountain and soaked in the sight once more. 

"This is the most unique thing in all of Vagas," I stated while wrapped Parkers arms around my shoulders.  His eyes were still the most magnificent shade of green.  Although my senses are starting to go fuzzy on me, I want to try to remember this moment. 

Parker pressed his nose onto mine and began giggling rather loud.  "Water squirting up to a song beat is the best thing you've seen? Ha!  We still have plenty of sights to see, Dani."  Alchol radiated off his breath violently.  One of my hands cupped his cheeks while the other one grabbed his curly hair.  It's over for me now.

I leaned in and kissed him rather forcefully.  The different alchol flavors bounced back and forth from our tongues before fading into one taste. Our breathing began elevating along with our heartbeats.  His hands slid off my shoulders and grabbed my hips.  He pulled my pelvis toward his with a half pleasurable smile. 

I broke away from the tension and remembered all of the people walking around us.  "I love you."  He blurted out.  "I want it to be me and you. . .together. . .until this lifetime is over.  I am so in love with you.  You're my air.  You're the electricity running through my body."  He grabbed my right hand and placed it over his heart.  "You're what causes this everyday.  Without you, there would be no Parker Coppins."  His eyes never left mine.

I didn't feel overwhelmed by his words.  Instead, I felt relief.  He feels the same way I do about everything.  I feel safe knowing he's not going anywhere because we won't leave one another.  Just like him, he's my air as well.  He causes my heart to beat to the same rhythm as his.  Sadly, all I managed to say was,"I love you, too."  The alchol crashed onto my motor system like a tsunami. 

We shared a smile together before I spoke up again.  "Do you want to go some place more personal?"  I was inviting him back to the hotel room.  I can't stand this feeling.  I have to be with him in every way humanly possible.  This feeling swelling up inside me began overflowing fast.  I hope he wants this, too.

My confidence boosted when I felt his hand grip mine tight, and his smile filled his face with joy.

"I'd go anywhere with you." 

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Me and Michael - MGMT