Author's Note: So here you all go! Sorry for the painful wait, but, when it is me-the longer it takes to update, the better the update! I want to personally thank Adja (go check out her stuff! Seriously!) for helping me with so much! She is awesome! Yep. So, on with the show right? Right, well first things first. The songs used in this chapter are (in order) "Bad Boyfriend" by Garbage (Adja picked that one) and "My Best Friend" by Weezer. I highly suggest listening to them as you read the appropriate times; it adds depth or whatever you call it. Read!
By The Way
Chapter Two
Mac and Dick were walking through the grocery store buying food. Her parents were going out of town, thankfully with Ryan, for a couple weeks and wanted to make sure the house was safe and watched over for but they didn't think to stock up the house with food for her. They just left some money on the counter.
"Dick, we are not buying that." Mac reached in the cart and put the gumball machine back on the shelf for the third time. "Now, come on we need to go get some more fruits and vegetables." Mac linked her arm with Dick's and began walking, ignoring Dick's cute pout aimed to her.
"You're basically a meanie, you should know." Dick pouted but took over pushing the shopping cart for Mac.
"Get over it," Mac smiled. "Oh, strawberries!" She ran over to grab two things of strawberries along with bananas and oranges.
"I don't think I have seen you so excited about strawberries, Mac." Dick commented as they approached the beer and alcohol aisle. Dick steered them down there, and to his surprise, Mac didn't object.
"And I have never seen you so amped about a mini gumball machine before." Mac smirked. "We both know that you will get to excited and eat them all within an hour and then it would be one ugly trip to the emergency room at five in the morning."
"Whatever, you are still mean." Dick reached for a twenty four pack of Bud Light.
Mac bit her lip wondering why he was buying beer and a case of twenty four at that. "Um, Dick," She tilted her head towards the beer with a questioning look.
"Oh, this, I am buying it for Logan. I, however, am just buying this." Dick held up and twelve pack of Bud Light. "I told you Mackie, I don't drink like that anymore." Dick pulled Mac into a bear hug and then gently kissed the top of her head, remembering that night when he decided to quick drinking to be drunk. It was after sophomore year and his dad had gotten out of prison on 'good behavior' which Dick highly doubted, and Dick had gotten so drunk that if Mac hadn't been taking a midnight stroll down the beach at the exact moment she did, he would be a goner. She had to drive him to the hospital and he had to have his stomach pumped. He knew Mac really preferred him quitting all together but he could just quit cold turkey. And plus, it's not like he has been drunk for the last two years like he used to be.
"Does that sound okay?" Mac had asked while looking at the mixed drinks.
"What?" Dick asked, walking up to stand beside her.
"I asked you if I had a cook out this weekend at my house, if you'd cook the steaks for everyone who eats steaks and mix the drinks." Mac repeated.
"Oh, sure thing Mackie." Dick smiled, returning to the cart and pushing it towards the front while Mac walked by him, once again, wrapping her arm around his and leaning her head on his shoulder, something she did when she was tired. "You tired?" Dick wrapped his arm around her shoulders so that she would be more comfortable.
"Yes, god, it's like all I have been doing is studying for finals and finals don't even start until two weeks away!" Mac sighed in frustration, but was relaxed in Dick's embrace.
"You're smart Mac; you don't need to stress yourself all the time." Dick said as he gave her a reassuring squeeze and then released her to fit in the checkout line.
"Shit," Mac closed her eyes.
"What?" Dick asked her as he stared at her worried.
"I forgot, um, you know, women things," Mac blushed.
"Oh, wait here and I will go get them for you. What kind do you use?" Dick asked.
Mac smiled; amazed that he would go get her feminine products. Him. Dick. Hilarious. "Um, Kotex pads." She blushed again.
"Alright, I will be right back." Dick said and he took off running towards the female products. Thankfully the line was long enough to allow him time to run and grab the pads and be back to pay for Mac's things. He wasn't letting her pay for all that food and what not, he just wasn't.
He returned shortly and handed her two kinds. "I wasn't sure, they all looked fucking alike." Dick breathed in since he ran all the way there and back.
Mac had to bite her tongue so she wouldn't burst out laughing at how comical he looked holding up to packages of pads in the air. "Um, these," Mac grabbed the package from his left hand. "Thanks Dickie," Mac smiled, calling him her nickname for him.
"You're welcome Mackie," Dick tousled up Mac's hair.
Dick paid for everything. It took a lot of convincing, but Mac finally let up and let him, standing back with her arms folded against her chest and she was pouting. "You know, you look so cute when you are acting about five," Dick laughed as they were walking out to his truck.
"And you always act five." Mac rolled her eyes and grabbed two bags and jumped up on the tailgate lining to lay the bags carefully in the bed of his truck.
"Dude, I hate it when you do that!" Dick yelled, but handed her a few more bags.
"Oh hush, I wouldn't dare dream of messing up the paint job." Mac replied.
"Not the point dear, I don't want you to fall and hurt yourself." Dick handed her the twelve pack of beer.
"Oh I will be fine." Mac rolled her eyes once again and then jumped down as Dick pulled the twenty four packs out and she pushed the cart in the cart rank. "Come on," Mac yelled and climbed into the passenger seat.
Dick breathed in air and he tried to ignore the fact that he was in love with her. He was in love with his best friend. Great; fanfuckingtabulous!
Mac was sitting on the loveseat couch in the den, once again studying, when her cell phone rang. She put her books down and reached over for her phone.
"The most boring bored girl in Neptune," She answered.
"You're not boring Mac, maybe a little on the educational side of things, but defiantly not boring."
"Hi, Veronica." Mac smiled.
"Hi yourself Mac, I heard about a cook out at your casa tonight. Tis true?"
"Tis very true my evil genius," Mac replied and got up when she heard the front door open wondering who it was. Seeing it was Dick with a whole bunch of bags for the cook out she sat back down.
"When can Piz and I come over?"
"Whenever you can, Dick just got here with the steaks." Mac said as she decided to get up off the couch and walked into the kitchen where Dick was wearing her mother's apron and her dad's chef hat. She bit her tongue to keep from laughing at him and grabbed her camera from the counter and snapped a picture of him as he started to lay the chicken and steaks in some kind of marinate sauce.
He turned around, growled, and then ran after her.
"Listen, come over whenever, come over now, but I gotta go, Dick's chasing me!" Mac hung up before she ran into her parents room and tried to shut the door but Dick was to quick and slipped in through the space and picked Mac up over his shoulder, then proceeded to throw her on her parents bed. "I swear to god Richard Casablancas Jr. if you even try to tickle me there will be repercussions." Mac pointed her finger at Dick's face in annoyance.
"Fine," Dick said and sat next to her and fingered the satin material on the bed. He cleared his throat as silently as he could. Mac and him on a bed, that wasn't the greatest of ideas. Well, it would be, for him, but since Mac was never going to be his, he had to avoid torturing himself. Worried that she might notice how uneasy he was, he opted for joking shyly, looking down at Mac and grinning. "Is this where you were conceived?"
Mac smacked him in the chest and got up to walk back in the kitchen to start making her dinner.
Dick sighed and followed her. "So, who was that on the phone?" He asked as they reentered the kitchen.
"Veronica, her and Piz will be over soon." Mac replied and grabbed the fruit from the fridge and began cutting them up into various sizes and threw them all into a bowl.
"I don't like that Piz guy," Dick said as he set the meat in glass saucerpans with the marinate sauces into the fridge.
Mac rolled her eyes, "Yes, I know you don't but that's not your place to say whom Veronica dates."
"But Ronnie belongs with Logan, you know that." Dick looked down at Mac. He didn't realize how pretty she was when he was chasing her down the hall. She was wearing a mossy light green spaghetti strap dress with a few light layers of sky blue and a darker green at the bottom. The dress reached right above her knees. Her hair was dead straight and he noticed she had some light blue streaks through her hair. She was wearing the necklace he gave her a year ago when she had won an award for the best webpage design or something; it was a big, freaking deal. The necklace was silver with flat heart attached, he had bought it from Tiffany & Co. and Mac almost died of shock that Dick bought something from Tiffany's. But she still wore it every day, afraid of the possibility of losing it. Dick had never seen her without it and that moved him for two reasons. One, obviously, he had got the present right. Mac wasn't the kind of girl to wear something not to offend someone. Two, it was from him, and it was precious to her. Only late at night the third reason reached his consciousness sometimes. The pendant was against her skin all the time, just above her gorgeous breasts.
Mac was eyeing Dick from where she was cutting vegetables now and couldn't believe the shirt he was wearing. It was a black t-shirt with a piñata on it and below the piñata it said 'I'd Hit That'. It never seized to amaze Mac at how many crack up tees Dick owned. He was also wearing some faded blue jeans with a few tears at the knees, and brown flip flops. His hair looked clean and he was wearing the necklace she had bought him when he had passed some test that he was really worried about a year ago. It was a double leather stringed necklace, very masculine, and a silver four leaf clover connected the leather. He wore it every day, Mac was sure he had never taken it off. It might have been silly, but she liked having something from him around her neck and something from her around his. More than friendship bracelets, it stated how important they had grown to the other.
The doorbell ringing brought the two friends out of their thoughts and Mac said she would get it. She returned with Piz and Veronica in tow.
"Holy crap, I need a camera! Dick Casablancas. Cooking. Surely I must be dreaming or something." Veronica said shocked but then she smiled and walked over to him to see what he was doing.
"Ha ha, Ronnie, I am fucking awesome at steaks," Dick said as he flipped her off.
"Well this doesn't look like steaks, if it is I am going to have to suggest take out." Veronica laughed.
"No smartass, this is sis kabobs for Mackie, she doesn't eat meat remember?" Dick countered back throwing a few fruits and vegetables at Veronica's face.
"I think you two are enjoying each other's company, should I get the camera now or when you two make each other friendship bracelets?" Logan asked in a comical tone as he set the radio and CD cases on the kitchen counter.
"You're so funny Logan, shut it." Dick glared, flipping him off as well and turned back to making Mac's sis kabobs.
Logan rolled his eyes and then turned to Veronica and Mac. "Hi Veronica, Mac," Logan nodded.
"Hi Logan, it's nice that you came, can I get you anything to drink?" Mac asked, feeling like she should since she was hosting this cook out and it was her house.
"Ah, yes I would just like water for now. Thanks," Logan replied and went back to looking at Veronica. "So, where is Piz?" Logan asked.
"Right here, hi Logan." Piz greeted as he set the rest of the equipment for the evening on the table and then he slipped his arm around Veronica's lower back.
Mac rolled her eyes at Dick as she was getting Logan's water, trying to not giggle when Dick did the same. "Here ya go Logan," Mac said as she turned around. "Where's Parker?" Mac asked and received a thankful look from Veronica.
"Oh she had to make a stop before heading over." Logan replied then went back to looking at Veronica. He really wished her and him talked more, Veronica and him. They tried to be acquaintances after the whole beating Piz to a pulp that one evening at the end of freshman year but it wasn't going so well. Veronica spent all her time with either Wallace or Piz or Mac. Logan knew he still loved her and he knew he'd always love her but it was too complicated. This wasn't high school anymore, it was barely college either.
"Is Wallace coming?" Mac asked as she took out the chicken and meat for Dick, who then took it and put it out on the grill.
"Um, he might be a little late, but he is coming I know that much." Veronica replied and then turned her head and began talking in hush tones with Piz.
Mac nodded and then went outside with Dick feeling uncomfortable around Veronica and Piz.
"Hey Mackers," Dick smiled goofily while holding the spatula up in his right hand, yes, still wearing the apron and hat.
"Hey," Mac replied dryly and sat down on one of the patio furniture.
Dick put the cooking utensil down and walked over to Mac and sat across from her. "What's the happs Mac?" He smiled, trying to get her to too, but no such luck.
Mac seemed to have snapped out of her stoup and looked at Dick. "Oh nothing," She replied.
Dick shook his head, "No, don't pull that with me Mac, you should know better." Dick reached over and shook Mac's body jokingly. "Talk to me,"
"Oh just seeing Veronica and Piz and Logan and Parker all the time, it's just like this constant reminder that I don't have someone." Mac looked down at her hands, feeling embarrassed that she had just told Dick that.
Dick nodded in agreement with Mac. She had no idea how much he agreed and understood what she meant, no freaking clue. "You will find your person, you know, he may be right under your nose Mac." Dick swallowed and leaned in to tell her something, "Mac?"
Mac looked back at Dick, hearing the urgent tone in his voice. "Yeah Dick?"
"Do you think that maybe sometime we could-" Dick started but then someone with an extremely too high voice yelled Mac's name.
Mac just stared at Dick waiting for him to continue with what he was saying, the wait was driving her crazy and she wished Parker would just shut the hell up. But, no Parker had to come out to the patio.
"Mac! I have been yelling your name like five times! Come inside I have a surprise for you!" Parker grabbed Mac's hand and dragged her into the house. Mac looked back at Dick and saw that his head was in his hands and it looked like he was talking to himself. Then he looked up at Mac and she frowned apologetically at him. He just nodded and got up to finish the steaks, silently kicking himself for what he almost said to Mac, his best friend.
"Oh, hey Bronson,"
Dick's head shot up, no fucking way! Dick threw the spatula down on the ground and walked inside and sure enough Chicken Soup Boy was standing there in the kitchen hugging 'his' Mac. It pissed him off, like literally it made him want to take his face and put it on the grill and fry his ass. But he restrained himself from doing so because: 1. Bronson would probably sue him for messing his face up or something, 2. Mac wouldn't be all too happy about it. "Hey Brawny!" Dick smiled and went to bump fist with the guy, who looked at him questionably and then back to Mac.
"You remember Dick right?" Mac asked, biting her lip. She had seen the look that was in Dick's eyes when he saw that Bronson was here and it worried her a little.
"How could I not, he almost bashed one of our meetings last semester remember?" Bronson glared at Mac as Mac and Dick cracked up, even Veronica did because she was there with Dick to pick Mac up from one of the PHAT meetings. "And my name is Bronson,"
"I told you it was a dare and I had no way out of it!" Dick shook his head like Bronson should just forget about it already. He completely ignored Bronson correcting him with his name, Dick would call him whatever he felt like.
Bronson just rolled his eyes and asked for where the bathroom was. Dick thought that was weird, he knew Mac and Bronson dated for a while freshman year; he never came over to her house in the, what, five months they dated?
Mac then walked back out to the patio where she sat on the hammock by the patio, hoping no one followed her.
Veronica walked over to Parker. "Did you invite him?" She asked in a hushed tone.
"Yeah, I thought I would invite him since I was the one who got them together in the first place, why not again?" Parker replied, flipping some of her blonde hair behind her shoulder.
"Did you think it would have been nice if you had warned her?" Veronica asked, her eyebrows flaring up and at dumb Parker could be. She shouldn't have just thrown Bronson at Mac, especially when it was their little cook out monthly date; they all got together once a month to hang out, drink and did karaoke.
"Um not really, should have I?" Parker asked, frowning.
Veronica shook her head. "Never mind, it's okay, I guess, I hope." Veronica said the last part to herself as she spotted Mac on the hammock.
Dick had followed Veronica's stare and his shoulders slouched and he walked out there. He knew she probably wanted to be alone but whatever, he didn't care. "I can make him leave if you want," Dick suggested as he sat down in the grass in front of the Mac.
Mac sat up a bit, "Who says I want him to go," Mac asked trying to act nonchalant.
"Seriously? You're sitting on the hammock, alone, while everyone is inside." Dick replied, grinning politely and all knowing for he knew Mac better than she knew herself.
Mac just sat up the rest of the way and looked down at Dick and smiled. "Please, don't worry about it okay, let's just have fun okay?"
"Okay, I won't do anything unless you tell me to." Dick agreed and held his hand up for her help.
Mac smiled and leant him her hand, struggling to pull his manly weight up off the ground and then they both walked back into the house, both trying to somehow enjoy the evening.
Two hours had passed and the group was done eating dinner and now were crying they were laughing so hard as Logan and Dick were on the stage, also known as the patch of grass in front of the patio, singing "My Heart Will Go On" by Celine Dion, acting like the lovers in 'Titanic'. Mac was totally never letting this down.
"Are you sure you two aren't gay?" Wallace laughed. He had hung out with Dick and Logan enough now that he considered, shockingly, them as his close friends.
"Are you sure you don't want to take that back because we get to choose who gets up there next and what song," Dick leered as he took a swig of his beer and grabbed a handful of popcorn from the bowl in Mac's lap, and slouched an arm around the back of her chair.
Wallace gulped and Logan laughed loudly. "Chill Wally, I much rather see…" Logan's vision went from Parker to Veronica to finally Mac, who was trying her best to not look up from her interesting dark purple finger nail polish. "Mac Daddy," Logan bellowed and threw some popcorn her way.
Mac's head shot up and gave him a pleading look. "But I am not even liquored up yet," Mac frowned.
Parker laughed and threw some potato chips at Mac. "Get up there hot stuff, we all know you can sing like Christina Aguilera."
"I will even let you pick the song Mackie," Dick mentioned as he tickled her side lightly.
Veronica sat up from her chair and began drumming the table while stomping her feet. Everyone joined in as well and Dick yelled, "Do it," a coupled times before Mac grabbed his beer and downed it quickly before also grabbing Logan's and doing the same. "Yes!" Dick yelled already knowing that she was going to sing. He also tried to ignore the feeling that Mac drinking the two beers quickly was doing to him because that was just fucking hot.
"But if anyone of you laugh just know it will be like me holding a magnifying glass and you all are little ants and it's a bright, sunshiny day." Mac threatened as she pointed her finger at each one of them and then went to find the perfect song to sing. Smiling devilishly she grabbed the microphone and started the song.
Dick felt his heartbeat accelerate when the teasing music swelled up. This definitely called for a sexy song. It was like riding the large waves that ended up in a mess. This was really fucking good to do, but when you reach the end it's extremely painful. He knew Mac was going to be just like that; just as good and exhilarating, and just as deadly because…duh, how could he, EVER, have her?
Mac began humming slightly as she swayed her hips, defiantly on the tipsy side of life and not caring. She loved this song and the band. Plus, she always sang it so she knew the words perfectly. "I've got a fever, come check it and see," She started. "There's something burning and rolling in me. We may not last but we'll have fun till it ends." Mac was hugging the microphone tightly to her mouth; she used her index finger in a beckoning gesture. "C'mon baby be my bad boyfriend." Then she rocked her hips in exact beat to the drums afterwards.
Dick about fell out of his chair. He knew she wasn't 'beckoning' him per say, but a guy can dream right? Right?
"I wanna hear you call out my name. I wanna see you burn up in flames. Keep you on ice so I can show all my friends. C'mon baby be my bad boyfriend." Mac continued to sing.
Veronica whooped and clapped her hands. She was enjoying her friend's performance a lot. Wallace grinned at the sparkle of pride in her eyes. Maybe they were the only ones not dead struck by Mac's talent and sexy demeanor because they were her closet friends so far.
Wallace looked around at Logan and saw him watching approvingly and noticed Parker looking both awed and almost pissed because Mac looked hotter than her.
He saw Piz glaring at something and followed his roommate's gaze to Dick. He helped his chuckle at the sight. The only thing that was lacking drool, and he was thankful for that. Otherwise, Dick looked like the average in-love, totally whipped dude. Wallace wondered why he was the only one to see it.
" So ripe so sweet come suck it and see, but watch out Daddy I sting like a bee." Mac sung with a wink for Logan. As he laughed at her reference, she came closer and slightly ran her nails on his shirt as she sang the rest. "I know some tricks I swear will give you the bends…" She tilted her head to the side and it reminded him of Lilly. "C'mon baby be my bad boyfriend…"
"My fever's rising you ran into luck." Mac turned to Veronica and smiled. "Say what sugar, you wanna get what?" Mac cocked an eyebrow and Veronica just grinned, playing along because she could tell that Piz and Logan, even Bronson were entranced with Mac. "I wanna give you one hundred and ten." Mac again used her index finger gesture to the group, again to no one in particular but Dick still felt that feeling of a corkscrew in the lower part of his abdomen when she sang the catch phrase in which the whole song was based upon. "C'mon baby be my bad boyfriend."
"It's wild the way you tease me," Dick unconsciously nodded his head to that statement, and also licked his lips. "It's wild the way you free me, its wild the way you reach me; wrapped me up in your wire from the start." Dick would have gotten up and grabbed Mac by the waist and yanked her to the side of the house and jumped her. IF, that was the key word; he would have his way with her right now, before she had the chance to finish the damn song if she wouldn't push him away. If, I fucking hate that word, Dick thought as he resituated himself in his patio chair all thanks to his erection.
Mac, oblivious to Dick's body language, started to move more around the 'stage', throwing her whole body into the musical base and guitars and drums, she was one with the song. "You've got the women waiting in line. I'm not asking you to make up your mind, but I can make you happy at least now and then." She walked back to the microphone stand and whispered huskily, not knowing the effect she had on a specific member of her audience, and smiling mischievously again as she sang, "I've got something special for my bad boyfriend…"
Bronson kept looking back and forth between Mac and Dick, painfully noticing how Dick was reacting to Mac's song and movements. He could tell that there was defiantly something going on between the two and couldn't take it anymore.
"If you can't love me honey go on just pretend, I've saved something special for the very end." Mac wasn't really looking at anyone in particular still except the occasional smile or roll eye at Veronica or Logan and Wallace, but she accidently locked eyes with Dick and she was taken aback. Mac was pretty sure she saw some emotions in those light blues that she had never seen. She saw his normal caring, loving eyes but this time they were clouded with something that Mac would rather not think about. Was it simple, pure lust? Of course there was lust in Dick's eyes, but, towards her?
She couldn't stop staring into those blue, blue eyes while singing the very last lines of the song. "If you can't love me honey, go on just pretend. C'mon baby be my bad boyfriend." She repeated the last line over a few times, finally managing to tear her eyes away from Dick. She didn't want people to know how odd she felt about what she had just seen in his eyes. Maybe she was completely mistaken and a fool, or maybe there was something so then it was private. Luckily for them, the whole group-apart from maybe Bronson- took her last attitude as another stage play because she had sang one part to almost everyone so far.
She finished with taking a deep breath to calm her ramping heartbeat, and it dawned on her that she had just done a very daring thing and she began to feel hot for a totally different reason.
Everyone was in shock that Mac was that sexy, that she could pull that off. They only person who probably already knew Mac had it in her was Dick; however, it still knock the wind out of him that she had brought it out so randomly. But, he had always known Mac had the kind of beauty and sexiness that was unknown to the beholder.
Bronson was getting irritated more and more by the minute at Dick's reaction and at Mac's way of-if you asked him-leading them both on.
"Um, gee, thanks guys. I don't feel like a dweeb at all." Mac laughed nervously, completely sober now.
Logan let out a cat whistle as he stood up and clapped. "Hell, if I'd known that earlier I would have been your bad boyfriend!!" Logan yelled winked at Mac and she breathed out in relief. She smiled brightly at her friend; inwardly thanking him to be the person he was, always able to make her feel good about herself with a simple joke. Logan was good at that.
Veronica scoffed and stood up, playfully shoving Logan a bit behind her. "Shut up Logan, get in line. I'll be Mac's bad girlfriend." Veronica stated while leaning forward and playfully licking her lips making Mac laugh out loud at her crazy friend.
No one noticed Bronson leave through the side gate.
"Thanks guys, really. But now I am completely sober so that will be my last performance for the night." Mac chuckled and kept her eyes on anyone, anything, but Dick, and bowing.
"So, who is going to be next M-Dawg?" Wallace rubbed his hands together, curious to see who would be next. Mac pursed her lips and put her hand under her chin to scope out her contestants. She looked at Veronica and then to Wallace and smiled. "No, dawg, that don't mean pick me, you never pick me." Wallace protested.
"Well, you know what they say; there is a first time for everything Waldo." Dick said in a singsong voice and crushed an empty beer can.
Mac stared at him with curiosity and then yanked him up from his chair. "Go join him and Veronica up there Dickie," Mac pushed him over to the 'stage' with a grumpy Wallace and an over-eager Mars. "Okay, sit tight while I find a song."
Dick grunted and plopped himself on the grass. Veronica stared at him from above like he had grown another head. "What? She said 'sit' tight…" Dick rolled his eyes and Wallace chuckled.
Mac looked through the CDs that were available to her and picked out the perfect song for her closes friends. She smiled to herself as she placed the CD into the stereo and lowered herself into Dick's seat, propping her feet in her old chair, waiting for "My Best Friend" by Weezer to begin.
Within the first second Veronica smiled knowing what song it was, Wallace smiled too. It was 'their' song from senior year. Dick wore a frown until the vocals came in and then he grinned goofily at Mac and stared to dance freely, shaking his head from side to side, causing his blonde mane to go wild. Then Wallace broke out with the air guitar and he went to town. Veronica did the robot with Dick and then Wallace picked Veronica up by her feet, Dick picking her up by the arms, and then they both swung her side to side. After that, they weren't really singing anymore, just goofing around. It looked so fun that Mac grabbed Logan and ran up there with them and they all started to dance, and laugh, and sing at the top of their lungs.
Piz just sat back and laughed at how goofy his friends were as he opened another beer.
Parker had gone inside to use the restroom and when she returned she saw Logan twirling Veronica and then dipping her to the side while rocking out. Parker knew she shouldn't be worrying about Logan and Veronica but, with those two, you never knew.
"There is no other one that can take your place," Veronica sang slash yelled while jumping up and down.
"I feel happy inside when I see your face," Logan said, not sang, to Dick who then punched Logan in the chest before singing, "I hope you believe me."
"Cuz I speak sincerely." Mac turned to Wallace.
"And I mean it when I tell you…" Wallace sang to Veronica.
"You're my best friend," Dick turned to Veronica and then to Mac. "And love you,"
Then Logan turned to Wallace with a small smile and his right hand on his heart in an endearing way. "And I love you," Wallace then punched him in the chest too.
"Yes I dooooooooo." Mac and Veronica yelled while hugging each other tightly.
Once the song was over Parker clapped, and was trying hard to smile and not let the 'friendly' display of emotion between her friend and her boy friend get to her. "That was so cute; I wish we could have videotaped that!" Parked chirped as she ran up and threw her arms around Logan's waist.
Mac felt more comfortable around Dick now, and so Dick around Mac, so when Dick threw his arm around Mac's shoulder, Mac responded by throwing her arm around Dick's waist and leaning her head against his chest.
Veronica ran over to Piz and jumped on his lap. "How did I do honey?" She asked with her right cheek pointed upward, clearly expecting a kiss. Piz, of course, kissed Veronica on the cheek.
"You did great." Piz kissed her again before resting his forehead on hers.
"Dude, you are totally made for the stage Mackie," Dick whispered in Mac's ear.
"Hey, where did Bronson go?" Wallace asked.
Mac lifted her head off of Dick's chest and looked around. "I guess he must have left…" She trailed off as she released herself from Dick's grasp to look around for any clues as to where he went.
"Oh, hey, Mac I think you just got a text message." Parker said and handed Mac her phone.
Mac read the text that was from Bronson. It read; I enjoyed tonight but I don't think it is such a great idea that we continue seeing each other. I am sorry. Goodbye. Mac closed her phone and gripped onto it so she wouldn't throw it across the yard. He couldn't at least say goodbye in person?
Dick walked up to his best friend and rubbed her back soothingly. "What did he say?"
Mac turned around and bit back the tears. "He said goodbye." Mac rushed into the house and practically ran down the hall to her room.
Dick sighed and turned to the group. "I think we all need to pack up and head on home." Logan nodded, understanding why; he had seen Mac tear up.
"Yeah, okay," Logan picked up his beer cans and plates and whispered in his B.F.F.'s ear, "Make sure she is okay. If she isn't, we should pay Bronson a visit."
Dick, with his hands on his hips, nodded.
"See ya Dick," Wallace bumped fist with him and walked into the house.
Veronica told Piz that she would meet him in the car and that she needed to talk to Dick first. "Hey, do we know what Bronson said?"
Dick shook his head negative. "Nope, fucking tool, I am going to-" Veronica stopped him with her hand on his arm. He looked at saw Mac walking outside and over to them. "Hey buddy," Dick greeted his puffy eyed crush, crush being the absolute smallest explanation of his feelings towards Mac. Veronica smiled sadly before wrapping her arms around her friend.
"Are you going to be okay?" Veronica asked, her head buried in Mac's shoulder.
Mac nodded before pulling apart from Veronica. "Yeah, I should be fine. He just thought it would be better for us not to see each other." Mac shrugged it off like it was no big deal but Dick knew better, it was a big fucking deal, if not to her, defiantly to him. Nobody makes his Mackie cry, not like that, not without getting a serious beat down.
Veronica said she had to go because Piz was dropping her off at home or else she would stay over. After everyone was gone Dick was helping Mac pick up the trash. "So what did he say exactly?" Dick asked out of the blue. Music was softly playing still and the late evening breeze was toying with Mac's hair and Dick needed to talk or something to get his mind off of her.
Mac stood up and tied the trash bag, throwing it to the side of the house. "Basically, 'I had a great time tonight Mac but I have decided that we would be better off not seeing each other anymore. Sorry, goodbye.'" Mac replied in a monotone voice.
Dick grimaced before doing the same thing with his trash bag. "That bastard." He grunted as he threw the bag over to the side of the house.
"Dick, he isn't a bastard." Mac insisted.
Dick laughed bitterly. "You're kidding right? He left without saying you goodbye, and then he does it in a fucking text message while also telling you off!" Dick stopped. "No, wait, he isn't a bastard." Mac relaxed that he agreed. "He is a pussy." Dick spattered.
Mac got angry, she loved Dick, he was her best friend but sometimes he really needed to learn when to shut up! "Don't call him that! God, you don't get it do you?" Mac yelled, covering her face with her hands and sitting on the ground.
Dick's head snapped over to Mac who was now sitting on the grass with her knees under her chin. "Mackie," Dick soothed and sat down next to her. "I am sorry, I am, it just pisses me off when people treat you like that. That's all. I won't say another word about Brawny-I mean Bronson." Dick promised and took her hands off of her face and it broke his heart to see that she was crying.
"He said we shouldn't see each other anymore, we weren't even 'seeing' each other! Parker was the one that invited him, not me!" Mac sobbed.
Dick really wanted to punch Parker, if he wouldn't get arrested and if it didn't go against his morals, for inviting Bronson unannounced like that. "Shush, it's okay." Dick wrapped his arm around her back and lowered them so that they were lying on their backs, looking up at the night time sky and the stars.
Mac moved on her side and wrapped her arm around Dick as well. "I hate boys," She mumbled as she put her face in the crook of Dick's neck.
"You don't hate me do you?" Dick asked teasingly and also somewhat attentively. He grinned when he felt her head shake fast.
"No, no, I could never hate you Dickie," She laughed.
"Good, cuz I don't really know what I would do if you did." Dick mumbled.
Mac laughed loudly, like she had been waiting to let it out for a while and just lightly patted Dick's chest.
They laid like that for quite a while, amazed at how clear the sky was that they could actually see the stars.
"Why don't we go inside and watch some TV and worry about picking up the rest of the stuff tomorrow." Mac asked as she got back on her feet and leaned down to pull Dick up as well.
As Dick gained composer at his feet, swaying slightly at the amount of alcohol in his system. It wasn't a lot, but enough to make him light headed. "Sounds good," Dick agreed.
"I am going to shower and put some pjs on, you can use my parents shower if you need to. Just grab some of my dad's clothes if you plan on staying over." Mac hollered at Dick as she made her way to the bathroom.
Dick blew out some hot air from his lungs and braced himself on the back of the couch, calming 'himself' down. But every time he closed his eyes he thought of Mac dancing provocatively and singing huskily. Deciding he needed a cold shower, he locked the back door along with the front door and headed down to Mac's parent's room, staring incredulously at their king-sized bed like it was a disease, then groaned when he heard the shower start in the main bathroom.
"She will be the death of me, I am sure of it." Dick said solemnly as he threw off his clothes and walked into the master bathroom.