A/N: Wanted to let you guys know why I chose "Secret Valentine" for Maxxie's song (for those of you who are interested, for others...just read on then). I saw a video of Travis from We The Kings singing in the bathroom in a club and thought that it was pretty odd. But I read the description and it said that the girls who were there missed their show, and so without another word Travis just got his guitar and started playing for them. I thought that was one of the sweetest things an artist could do. So this was a little salute for Travis I guess. The video's probably still on YouTube if you're curious. "We The Kings acoustic bathroom sesh." I think that's what it's called. So yeah...
And I'm not so sure about this chapter...So sorry...Hope you guys don't get that bored...It's a bit long too...
This is Emily's recollection of that first night...
CHAPTER 2
My mind could not comprehend what was happening. This night has been a total mindfuck to me. But it was a good type of mindfuck. Hmm…mindfuck. Sounds like something they could write a song about…
Anyway, as I stroll down the street with my twin sister Katie and Effy, I begin to process how tonight's happenings came to play.
Katie was taking too goddamn long getting ready to head out to the new club, claiming that "I can't go out there looking like a fucking knob like you!" She motions to my outfit. I stare down at myself—I actually thought I looked quite nice going out tonight. Trusty old vans, black skirt with yellow leggings, a plain white tank top with my denim jacket over it—now I feel fucking insecure. Thanks a lot Katie.
After another half hour of Katie trying on every variety of leopard print she has in that closet, she finally decided on a short black dress and heels. What the fuck? That's it? Wasted a whole fucking hour for just that simple outfit? God she infuriates me sometimes.
We rush to the club, me practically sprinting there, clutching the homemade shirt I made, with the band's name printed on the front and a made up logo I designed beneath it. Katie couldn't go any faster than a brisk walk, her heels preventing her from keeping up. We got there and immediately spot Effy at the bar. I'm surprised she isn't off her tits yet, usually she'd be monumentally fucked up by now. So I bounce to where Effy was, obviously excited to watch my favorite band play live. She sees me and her face drops. Oh shit.
"What took you guys so long?"
"Katie—"
"Ah okay." She interrupts.
"Hey babes." Katie crosses over me to hug Effy. Effy keeps her eyes on me and offers me a sad smile. Here it comes.
"They just left about ten minutes ago. I asked Tony if they could stay for a while, but said he had some business to take care of. Business that came in a tight shirt with double-D boobs practically bursting out of them. Sorry Em."
I was crushed. I knew that was the last gig they play before leaving for a tour. Although I was glad for their success, I was completely devastated that I missed a chance meeting with my favorite band. I made this shirt to show them for fuck sakes.
"That's okay," I lied. "Maybe next time then. Oh hey Katie, you're still on Effy." I stated emotionless.
"Mhmm." Katie just simply nods her head on Effy's neck. I head for the bathroom to splash my face with water.
Glad to see that there wasn't a queue for the loo, I decided to take my sweet time in there. I decided to put on the shirt I made, thinking "What the hell, might as well..." I look at the mirror and admire my handiwork. I think I did the band's awesomeness some justice with this shirt. Only too bad that they weren't able to see it. I sigh.
I know it may seem like I'm obsessing or overreacting about this whole situation, but let me make it clear. I simply ADORE Maxxie—he's the bass player for the band Aimless College, and I'm really in to them at the moment. He's sweet, wicked talented, and happily outed. Let's just say that he's everything I am not and everything I want to be. I wish I could have an ounce of his talent and maybe that'll give way to having confidence too. I feel like I'm always swallowed up by Katie's presence. If I had some talent like Maxxie maybe I could show that off and break out of Katie's shadow…then maybe she'll finally look at me…
Anway, so I came out of the bathroom, wiping away some stray tears from my cheeks when that angelic voice approached my ears.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
My mouth probably opened and closed a million times but no sound came out. Loser. Talk goddammit! His eyes were just filled with concern. He was still waiting for an answer, but my heart just contracted to the size of a football and threatened to explode in my chest. I couldn't quite form coherent sentences in my head; he obviously noticed this and led me to the bar and offered me a drink of water.
Then he did the most amazing thing anyone could ever do for anybody else, and I'm not exaggerating here. After I told him that I was upset because I missed their show, he told me to meet him in the bathroom in a sec. I wasn't really expecting anything like that but he already headed out before I could protest. I guess my discomfort was quite obvious though because he turned back and smiled cheekily and said, "Just trust me. I'll see you in there, yeah?"
I nodded furiously and watched him slip out of the club. Shit. What was going to happen? Am I going to be just another groupie that hooks up with them in bathroom stalls? Wait, he's gay though. Maybe he just wants to experiment for tonight…Should I tell him that I'm gay too before anything happens…? Fuck. I need backup.
I make my way through the crowd to my sister and Effy. Looks like they just got back from dancing because they were sweaty and a bit doozy. I grab Effy's arm and pulled her to the side, with a hilariously tipsy Katie in tow.
"Maxxie wants to see me in the bathroom."
"Maxxie? From Tony's band, Maxxie?"
"Yeah. He's still here."
"Oh. Well he's a good guy. You'll be okay." She tries to leave and reach around me for Katie but I stop her.
"What do you think he'll do?" I asked nervously. She sighs.
"Look, are you really going to question what's happening right now? Sounds like this is a gift the gods have in store for you, Em. But if you're really scared about this, then I suppose I could come with you. You're really cutting in to my fun time with Katie."
We both look over at Katie who managed to stumble back into the dance floor. She's incredibly unstable and she's dancing like our friend Pandora. Hands flying everywhere, feet stumbling over each other, hanging on to every body she comes in contact with. Yep, could definitely be proud to say that she's my twin sister. Her eyes are a bit droopy and looking a bit lazy and her mouth is slightly open, with her tongue resting to the side. Very attractive.
Effy simply smirks and leads me to the bathroom. We stand there awkwardly for a few moments then we hear someone knocking on the door. I already know who it is but to make sure, I choked out, "y-yes?"
"It's me. Let me in."
I let him in. What happened minutes after that, I still could not fully comprehend. My charming hero sang me a song. A song. Just for me. Well at least it was until someone caught wind of what was happening and a wave of people just surged in the bathroom. I was engulfed by the mass of people in mere seconds. Damn his popularity. Damn his sweet, velvety voice. Damn his smooth fretwork. Why do people have to love him so much? But guess I can't blame it all on him. Damn my small stature. I'm on my tippy toes but I still can't seem to get a good view of him finishing up the song. Well I guess it's alright, since this started because of me. I'll just take what was given to me. I can just enjoy hearing him sing.
Next thing I know, I'm being pulled out of the bathroom by a clearly flustered Katie.
"Emsy…home. Now." She grunts. She seems to be doing this odd shuffle. I realize that it's Katie's pee pee dance. She has about thirty seconds before she bursts. She was never good at holding it in. She's never good at holding anything in.
I spot Effy behind Katie, resting her hand on Katie's lower back for support. I nod reluctantly and take another glance back to the bathroom.
"Will you wait a sec? Maxxie might be done in any second; I just want to thank him for that song."
"Unless you have a cup that I can pee in, I suggest we get a move on."
I grab my half-full water bottle that Maxxie bought for me and hand it to Katie. She stares down at the bottle in my hand and shoots me a disgusted glare.
"You can't be fucking serious. Let's go Ems."
Before I could protest, she already clamps onto my cuffs and drags me out the door. Effy looks at me apologetically but offers me a small, sincere smile that lets me know that she has something planned. I realize that Effy has her connections and that this might not be the only time I'll get to see Maxxie. Once again, I'll just take what is given and be grateful for it. Can't wait for what Effy has in store…She's always been a sneaky one. But she never really disappoints.
I try to hold up some form of resistance against Katie's vice grip on my cuff and steal one last look back to the club. I spot Maxxie leaning at the bar, I smile my biggest smile at him. I think he saw me but I didn't have the chance to make sure. I couldn't compete with Katie's strength. Besides just being the obviously dominant one, there's really no way to stop a determined Katie Fitch. Especially when she's…err…struggling, I guess.
So here we are, walking in the streets at night. I think I've never been this happy strolling down these littered and clammy streets. I've just been given a god sent miracle. Maxxie knows I exist. He played a song for me. My smile could not get any wider.
"What's so great about Maxxie, anyway?" Katie asks, emerging from a bush.
"Katie wha—? Did you—? Ugh Katie, that's disgusting!" Katie just rolls her eyes at me.
"Well who was the one who suggested me to piss in a fucking water bottle just minutes ago? Fucks sakes I don't even know if I can do that…Or how…"
"You guys are hilarious." Effy muses. Katie just shakes her head and returns to Effy's side. Effy instantly wraps her arm around Katie's waist. Katie then turns back to me.
"Well go on then. What makes this Maxxie so special? Or are you just obligated to like him because he's gay like you?"
"Well, no. I don't know…Maxxie's just…Maxxie. He's my idol, I guess. I want to be like him someday." I realize I sound like really corny right now, but I feel like I just needed to say that out loud. Considering what just happened tonight, I feel like this is the least I could do to say "thank you" or something like that.
Katie snorts and says, "Hun, sorry to burst your bubble, but you can wish on that fucking shooting star however many times you want, but you will never be able to grow a dick."
Effy laughs. "Unless you buy it at Anne Summer's."
I couldn't believe these two drunks stumbling all over the place. But I couldn't help but go along with their chuckles.
"Not in that way, cow. Oh you know what I mean."
We get to our door and Effy places a gentle kiss on top of Katie's head. She then eyes me and pulls me in for a hug. I hug her back and feel her slip something into my jacket pocket.
"This is a gift. Tony did feel bad for having to leave early, so he gave me these to give to you. Dunno how you're going to use them, but here you go."
With that she turns and leaves. I slip my hand into my pocket to feel a Ziploc bag with some paper in it. Assuming it was autographs from the band, I quickly pulled it out. My face falls when I see it's just a blank white envelope. The bag reeks of something, and I can't help but make a face when I feel that it's sort of sticky. I pull out the envelope from the bag and peer inside. I think my stomach dropped and my eyes bugged out for the second time that night. My heart sank into the pit of my stomach and the only way to get it back up to my chest was to jump up and down. So I did. Like a bunny on E. I kept my mouth shut coz I'm afraid that if I let any sound out, it will deafen the entire city. So I just scurry merrily up to our room and jumped into bed, gripping the white envelope as close to my chest as possible.
Katie comes back from the bathroom in just a towel. She eyes me curiously.
"What's going on with you?"
I beam at her. "Tickets! I've got fucking tickets to every one of their shows on the tour!"
Had to throw little Emsy a bone. Sorry for ending it like that. Don't wanna make it THAT long and cause strained eyes...
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