Hey GH fans!
So I just watched today's scenes where Lulu and Dante played cards and I was seriously inspired. I've been loving them for a while now. They have hot chemistry together and I wish the writers would focus on them more. Loving their buildup, but I want them actually together too! :]
I'm one of those fans who has pretty much disliked Lulu until this point. Dante makes her much more interesting.
So this story idea came into my head. I'm gunna write Lante's gradual relationship the way I think it should happen. I'm in no way trying to infringe on GH or saying I own GH. Without them, I wouldn't have these great characters to play around with. But yeah, usually I write one-shots ( like my Jasam one-shot Beautiful Mess), but I think I'm going to make this a multi-chapter story. They just have so much potential drama that I want to flesh out.
So I'll stop talking so you can start reading! Enjoy! Wait, one more thing...I love reviews, with praise or criticism. Just please no flaming. :]
He didn't know what possessed him to walk into the bar that night.
Actually he did. He saw the "Karaoke Night" sign and decided it would be interesting. And if Lulu happened to be there, well then that was a nice bonus.
Alright, who was he kidding? He was going into that bar just in case "Maxie and the Maxettes" were making a special appearance.
It was actually quite sad what his life had been reduced to. He was wandering into a bar just so he could catch a glimpse of the blonde girl who avoided him at all cost.
Unfortunately, his cockiness and incessant flirting could only push them together so far. Despite his insistence on them being together, he wasn't a stalker. She had to make some kind of step towards wanting him. He knew she felt the connection between them, but she never wanted to make any lasting gesture. She kissed him, but then ran away. She stayed with him in the hospital, but then ran off to go see Johnny Zacchara. She fought her brother Ethan to stay with him, but still teased him mercilessly.
Swiftly and quietly, he slid into the stool at the bar and watched as Max belted out "I will always love you" to a rather shell-shocked Diane. Everyone around was cheering and whooping, and for just about the millionth time since he arrived to Port Charles he felt like an outcast. Everyone here had history with each other. Everyone had a connection. Even his mother, as much as he hated it, was connected to the Corinthos and the Zaccharas, who basically were the center of Port Charles.
Not him. He was simply an undercover cop posing as a mob soldier. He couldn't even be his real self around these people. And it's not like anyone really cared about him anyway. Sonny cared about him doing his job. The police that he was working with wanted him to do his job to take Sonny and the Zaccharas down. Frankly, he was starting to forget who Dante Falconeri even was. He answered to Dominic. He lied for Dominic. He acted for Dominic. He gave up his normal life for Dominic. God, a psychiatrist would have a freaking field day with him.
He ordered vodka straight up and downed it. Ordered another three and downed those too. He looked around and that's when he saw her.
She was sitting next to that doctor, Matt. He had his arm around her chair, but she seemed to busy laughing with Maxie and Spinelli to even notice him. At the table next to Matt's he recognized Robin and Patrick, with Elizabeth, Lucky, Nikolas, and Rebecca. At least he remembered all of their names. Even he was surprised at that. Truthfully, he couldn't care less about any of the other people at the table. All he cared about was Lulu. Even from across the room he could see she was way past tipsy with her animated gestures and imbalance.
Almost as if she heard his thoughts, Lulu looked up and their eyes locked. He gave her his famous grin and she just rolled her eyes and kept talking.
He didn't even know what it was about her that had him so struck. She was hot, that was for sure. She had a hell of a body that he wouldn't mind getting to know more of. But it was something more than that. She was funny. She was witty. She had guts and stood up for what she believed in. She had loyalty for her friends, even for her Zacchara ex-boyfriend after her hurt her.
Everyone in this town was rather transparent. Her brothers wanted to protect her from the mob. Sonny wanted what was best for him. Jason followed orders out of fierce loyalty. Johnny wanted a normal life away from the mob, but felt he was stuck in his mob life. Rebecca loved Nikolas but was consumed with guilt. Nikolas was just plain angry. Being undercover, character and motivation judgment was an acquired trait that kept him alive.
She was a puzzle he couldn't figure out yet. Why the hell was she so guarded all the time? He could see most people didn't have her trust, but once they did she was devoted to their happiness. What about her own happiness?
Everyone clapped as Max took a bow. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lulu stumble out of her seat and over to him at the bar. She stood right next to him, but made no effort to acknowledge his presence.
"So, wow, you go here?" He said nonchalantly, wanting to get the first word in.
"I'll take another round of tequila. Hell, we'll take the whole bottle." She said to Coleman, pointedly ignoring him.
"You sure? You're gunna regret that in the morning." He said again, feeling her anger radiate off of her.
She drifted her head over to meet his gaze, glaring, "The only thing I'm gunna regret tomorrow is even acknowledging your presence."
"At least you'll be thinking about me. Maybe a dream or two won't hurt. You have seen me shirtless after all and I can tell you've got a hell of an imagination." He said cheekily.
He could swear he saw a blush as she grabbed the bottle and took down another shot, wincing. "Please don't flatter yourself. If you haven't noticed I'm here with Matt."
"But Matt just doesn't have that chemistry" he motioned between them, "that we have together."
"No, we" she made the same motion, "don't have anything together. Get that through your thick head."
"I might need a little more explaining. Maybe we could take this conversation back to my place."
"God." She said laughing. "Don't you ever give up." She downed two more shots, stumbling a little. Instinctively he grabbed her arm to steady her and their eyes locked again. She jerked her arm away from his grasp and downed another shot.
"No problem. I accept your thanks for saving you from falling on your head and having a concussion."
She gave him a far off look and then laughed. "Your right. I would have died if you weren't there to offer your strong muscular arms for support."
"I'm glad you appreciate my stature."
" Whatever." He saw Maxie and Rebecca and Elizabeth heading on stage. "That's my cue. Have a nice night Dominic." The way she said his name made him wish that it was his real name. She downed another shot and dragged herself to the stage for her performance.
"She has the hots for me." He said, motioning to Coleman with a laugh.
"Maxie and the Maxettes". He remembered the first time he met her, they talked about it. He remembered thinking that he had wished he had been there for the performance. Now, he was here and he couldn't think of anyplace he'd rather be. Watching Lulu up there out of her guarded nature was a treat in itself. But the way she was moving her body made him even forget that there was music that was playing.
"Hey Coleman," he said, signaling him over yet again. "What song is this called?"
"Dude you don't know this song? It's Shakira man! She-Wolf?" He looked at him for conformation.
"Can't say I've heard it."
"I don't think your part of this human race man." Coleman said incredulously. He was going to answer until he saw Lulu saunter off stage. She pointedly looked right at him as she went straight to Matt and stood behind him, rubbing her hands over his shoulders to his shirt buttons. With each button she undid, she kept her gaze constant to him. The scene made his stomach turn a little. She kept unbuttoning about half way until Matt grabbed her hands and pushed them away a little, while laughing, as if he was a bit uncomfortable with what she was doing.
He knew two things while watching that scene. Firstly, Matt and Lulu were nothing more than friends and would be nothing more, no matter how hard they tried. And second, Lulu would be pissed that Matt just pushed her away.
Sure enough, the look of hurt came across her face. Usually he noticed that she was so damn guarded she didn't let across any emotion. She had to be very drunk if she openly showed emotion like that. She gazed at him to see if he had noticed the subtle rejection Matt had offered, and he quickly looked away. He didn't want to make her more upset than she already was. If she knew he saw, she would be pissed.
But the gaze she was giving him told him she knew he saw. She sang her verse, and he had to admit that even intoxicated she was more in tune than Max had been. As Maxie took over the vocals again, he watched her come towards him.
She purposely brushed past him, shoulder to shoulder, as she climbed up on the bar and danced, throwing her heels off in the process.
Dear Jesus help him now. He couldn't do anything but stare. She kneeled on the bar in front of him and ran a finger from the top of his forehead down to his lips. For the first time, he couldn't find any words to speak.
She tried to get off the bar, but tripped trying to get off the counter. He swiftly caught her and placed her on her feet, but she wouldn't let go of his hands. She turned herself around and gripped his hands from behind. Roughly, she put his hands on her hips and rotated her hips into his legs, guiding his own movements to the music by pushing her hips with his.
No thoughts as to who was around came to mind. No ideas as to anyone else. It was just them, dancing together to the music. Christ, he hadn't danced like this since he was a pubescent high school student at his rather promiscuous school dances. But he didn't care. Lulu leaned her head back over his shoulder, letting her hair brush his neck softly.
Suddenly the music stopped and he felt arms grabbing him from behind.
"Who the hell do you think you are? I thought we told you once to stay away from Lulu but you just won't listen!" He felt himself being pushed into the side room adjacent to the main room.
"Ethan, seriously chill out. And Lucky, I swear if you punch him again like you did last timeā¦" He heard Lulu say loudly.
"Listen guys," he said quite diplomatically, when her brothers finally let go of his arms. "I think we can settle this quietly. Lulu is a big girl, and whether you like it or not she can make decisions for herself."
"Shut the hell up." Lucky said angrily, fists clenched. Elizabeth got up to put a hand on Lucky's shoulder to calm him down. Ethan, however, was not as easily pacified.
"Why don't you go run off and wipe Sonny's ass? Don't you worship the blood he sheds?" Ethan sneered. If Ethan wasn't Lulu's brother he would have decked him right there.
"I'm going to leave before I have to go to the hospital again." he said quickly, trying to avoid the fight. He was done here anyway. He looked towards Lulu, who looked like she had sobered up quite a bit with the confrontation. "Have a nice night." He sauntered out of the bar onto the curb to walk back to his apartment.
"Wait!" he heard. He turned to see Lulu running towards him, makeup smudged and dress wrinkled. "I'm really sorry about my brothers, they can be such Neanderthals sometimes."
"Don't worry about it," he said with a grin. "They're family. You can't exactly get rid of them. And if I had a little sister I'd lock her in a cage so no guys could get within twenty feet of her."
For a moment she just stared at him, until finally she let out a frustrated sigh. "Can you stop it with that charming grin?" She blew a piece of hair out of her face in a manner that he could not describe as anything other than adorable.
The grin grew wider. "So my grin is charming."
"I didn't say that."
"Uh, yes you did."
"Well," she said biting her lip. "Ok maybe I did."
"Hah!" He said with a burst of laughter. "Just admit it. You're falling for me."
"Not a chance in hell."
"Really?"
"Yep." She said with a conviction that he wasn't sure was real or not.
"But you could fall for me."
"I didn't say that." She said, blush creeping on her face.
"You didn't have to."
"Screw you."
"Wanna come back to my place? We can try it out." She looked like she seemed to be contemplating the statement for minute.
"Will it make you stop creeping around me?"
He looked confused. " Will what make me stop?"
"Sleeping with you."
He tried to mask his hurt. "You would sleep with me to get rid of me?" Why was he even feeling hurt? He might have slept with Rebecca that night at the bar if she hadn't passed out on the bed. Why was the blonde in front of him any different? Lulu was hot and he sure as hell wouldn't mind sleeping with her.
"Sure, what the hell? We'd both get some." This wasn't his Lulu. His snarky but complicated Lulu. Not that he owned her or anything. It was just this Lulu was drunk.
"I think I should take you home."
"You're kidding right?" Lulu said in disbelief. "I'm giving you an all access pass and you're declining? I guess the whole wanting me thing was a game right? Get the girl with the stick up her ass who never lets anyone close?"
"It's called you're drunk Lulu. You're going to hate yourself if you wake up tomorrow morning and realize you slept with me." He said sincerely.
"Since when does anyone care about that in this town?" She said, blood boiling. "God, people sleep together drunk all the time. Both of Elizabeth's children have been conceived when she was drunk!"
"I'm not drunk Lulu. In most courts of law that is called rape."
"You work for the mob. The last thing you should be worried about is the law." The topic suddenly entered another territory that he didn't trust himself discussing.
Out of the corner of his eye he saw Elizabeth and Lucky walking out of the bar. He motioned for Lucky to come over to them. "Detective Spencer, I would appreciate it if you took Lulu home."
Lucky gave him a glare and agreed, putting a hand on Lulu's back to move her along. Before he could look over to Lulu he started his walk back to Kelly's. As he sat contemplating the events that had just occurred, all he could think about was hearing Lulu infer she could fall for him.
What the hell? Wasn't the whole point of being an undercover cop not getting too close to people? Wasn't that like Rule 1?
Lulu Spencer seemed to be an exception to all the rules.
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