"What?" Damian was deeply confused as he stared at me as if I just grew a chicken out of the ground with magic. "Ye'r sure about this?" I nodded surely, as we rounded another corner. A woman with two bags full of stuff pushed passed me as a man ran past Damo nearly hiting him.
"I am. After I got drunk Neil forgave me,for some reason, and proved that I need te' do this. So, Damo, will you please help me?" Two weeks ago I made a mistake a drank a little te' much and got an interesting little smacker on the lips from Emmett, which for some reason Neil forgave. A street lamp turned red, and Damian and I hurried across the street as a small group of people parted around us.
"Do ye' know where you'll..." Damo trailed off, I could tell he didn't know what te' think.
"Not yet, I wantd Neil te' help with that part." I looked over at Damo, and lightly pulled him over te' an area on the sidewalk where we would be out of the way. "Damo, if this bothers ye' I won't force ye' te' help me and I won't judge ye'." I lightly gripped his shoulder and he look at me.
"No, Ryan I want te' help and if this is truely what ye' want then I will help ye' 100%." He smiled and I gently hugged him noticing how much like Keith he smelled.
"Thank ye' Damo." I pulled one of me' arms from around him but left the other around his shoulder as we contuined te' walk back te' the hotel. Another woman with a child almost knocked me over.
"What exactly are ye' gonna need me' help with?" Damian asked as he tried te' fix his hair, but the wind had a different idea. Recently Damo had grown his hair out and if ye' asked me I think he is styling it te' look like Keith's ,but if ye' asked him he would just blush and shrug off the question.
"Not sure yet, but it needs te' be perfect." Damo thought for a minute as our hotel came into sight.
"Who else knows?" "Just ye', I was hoping not te' tell a whole lot of people, but I did need some help. Please don't go telling everybody I don't what Neil will do..."
"Not even Keith?" Damo's voice was meek and I released him from under me' arm and chuckled lightly. Damian's devotion te' Keith was commendable and cute.
"Fine, ye' can tell Keith ,but nobody else." I smiled as we reached the door of the hotel. I loved how much Keith and Damian were in love, it defintely mad me feel better about the years of slaggin' Keith had te' endure from me. As we got back te' the main room, Keith greeted Damo and I with a big smile.
"Glad ye' guys are back, once Neil gets out of the shower and Emmett gets back from the store we are gonna get te' the studio and practice a litte." George smiled as he looked up from the tv, with Keith sitting all by himself on the love seat. Damian corrected that problem by sitting on the blonde surfer's lap and demanded his attention. Neil was in the shower? An evil smiled crossed me' lips as I slipped into the bedroom when George wasn't paying attention. Lucky for me that the shower Neil was using was in the bathroom that connected te' our bedroom. I knew once George noticed I wasn't there he would come and bash down the door and drag me out of the shower by me' teeth so I quickly took off the layers of me' clothes and left them laying on the floor by the bed. I opened te' the door te' the bathroom and steam lightly covered me as I tried as hard as I could not to make a sound while I slipped into the room. I saw Neil's clothed lounged out across the floor with a white towel sitting on the sink. The shower's curtin was a frosty white so he probably wouldn't see me even if he was paying attention. Neil never dealt well with the mornings so he almost jumped out of his skin as I snuck into the shower and lightly wrapped me' arms around him.
"Good morning, babe'." I chuckled lightly whispering in his ear.
"Dear god, ye' scared me."
"I can tell." I laughed lowly then gently kissed his neck. He took a deep breath and relaxed against me as I gently kissed his neck again and again in a steady pattern.
"Ryan, stop, George will kill us if we take to long. I was actualy about te' get out a second ago." Neil had a good point, George was very strict about when we were suppose te' get te' the studio.
"Don't worry about George, babe." I whispered as I gently bit his ear. His hair had the scent of peppermint as did his skin, it was the best taste in the world. He took another deep breath then lightly moaned out. He turned around in me' arms so he was facing me,he kissed me softly and I intensified it instantly by pushing me' tongue into his mouth. Neil's hands found their way up te' me' hair and began gently running through with the lightest tug while me' hands kept wrapped around him tightly. I didn't want te' let him go.
"Ryan, I love ye'." Neil said breathfully as we stopped for a minute te' catch our breath.
"I love ye' more." I said as one of his hands rested against me' cheek. He smiled a sweet smile at me, and I was reminded of me' plan that Damian was gonna help me with. I placed a sweet and gentle kiss on his lips one more time then reached past him for the soap. The ironic thing was that I actualy did want te' wash up a little before we left so George would have te' wait another minute. Neil took the bottle from me' hand and before I could get it back Neil gently whispered.
"Let me do it. You haven't let me since..." He thought about it for a minute. "Since we took that vacation te' spain." We both smiled at the memories then I just gave up with a roll of me' eyes. He smiled as his eyes sparkled with happiness, that was one of me' favorite things in the world, cliche as it is I absolutely loved te' see him so happy. After he soaped up his hands with his peppermint shampoo he gently ran them through me' hair, I closed me' eyes and just felt him mess with me' hair. I always like te' think that I was the one in the relationship who was always the strong one, but when Neil treated me like his baby I couldn't help but love it. His hands ghosted through me' hair softer then angel hands and it made me feel relaxed almost instantly. I opened me' eyes when he lightly pushed on me' chest so I would go under the water, but I closed me' eyes again when Neil's angel hands were washing out the soap. Once he was done he gently kissed me' lips sweetly and just as I was about te' kiss him back a large bang on the door shatter this little piece of heaven I was enjoing.
"YE' GUYS NEED TE' HURRY UP I AM NOT GONNA BE LATE BECAUSE YE' TWO WERE FUCKIN' AROUND." George was clearly a little irritated with the fact I was in here with Neil. George was always very opened and fine with gay guys, clearly because most of the guys in Celtic thunder were gay, but we did get on his nerves if our relationships interfered with practices. His angered voice was a serious turn off.
"Be out in a second!" Neil called back with a laugh. I rolled me' eyes and kissed Neil one last time before we got out. Neil got out quickly as I took me' time and shut off the water. Even since Damian's fall in the bathroom I have been very cautious when water was involved. Neil dried off and I couldn't help but watch because he was just beautiful. Not that his body was perfect (and trust me neither is mine) ,but there is just something perfect about him anyway. "Ye'r such a creeper." Neil said as he noticed I was watching him.
"Just a little, and only for ye' babe'." I laughed as I stepped out of the shower next te' him. "Can I use ye'r towel? I forgot mine."
"Sure." Neil smiled and handed me his towel as he carefully pulled on his boxers.
"Ye'r beautiful. Ye' know that right?" I asked as I quickly dried off.
"Only ye' think so." Neil said trying te' deny it as he pulled on a pair of jeans.
"Yeah." I agree'd. "If anyone else thought that, I might just have te' kill them." Neil laughed as he pulled on his t-shirt. He opend the door te' the bathroom and a cold breeze rushed in as the steam rushed out, sending a chill across me' body. I wrapped the towel around me' waist and followed him out into our room.
"Finally, we thought ye' two drowned." Damian snickered at Keith's comment as Neil and I finally came out of room both me and him fully dressed. Damian decided te' get off Keith and sat next te' him with his hand laced through Keith's. Emmett te' had joined the group and was lounging on the couch, George wasn't any where te' be seen so we assumed that he went into the kitchen. I pulled me' coat off of the coat rack and as I pulled it on I could feel the one christmas present I didn't give te' Neil sitting in the inside pocket. -
The sun had set over New York when we were still in the theater. I only was half-way paying attention te' when George or anybody gave me constructive comments. I was insanely distracted,because I knew I needed te' do it. I'm pretty sure Damian caught on te' it, because when I was sitting in the empty audience chairs watching Keith practice 'The Dutchman' he came over and sat with me.
"Where's Neil?" He asked as Keith sang.
"Backstage, practicing his guitar."
"Do you know when ye'r gonna-"
"No." I interupted him "I'm actual thinking about that right now, because it has te' be perfect."
"It won't matter." Damian said reclining his his seat and I looked back at him with shocked eyes. "No matter when or how ye' do it, te' him, it will be perfect." Damian chuckled and lightly tusseled his hair.
"Ye' really think so?" I asked "Trust me." He smiled as his blue eyes found mine and there was no hint of irony or sarcasism.
"Thank ye' Damo."
"Anything for ye' Ryie-woo." He teased as he laughed. I lightly hit his arm as I reclined in me' chair te' match him and finished watching Keith's proformance.
"How did that sound guys?" Keith asked through the microphone, standing on the edge of the stage. Damian smiled and started clapping.
"Little pitchy!" I shouted so he could hear me. He just smiled and rolled his eyes.
"By the way, it's snowing outside." Damian said as he got up and walked away from me. Me' eyes followed as he got onto the stage and followed Keith back into the wings. A part of me knew that Damian was right, but the idea of actualy going through with it made me really was snowing outside. Why did Damian tell me that? I slowly got te' me' feet and made me' way out of row of chairs te' the isle. Neil loved the snow. And with that thought what Damian said snapped into place as I realized what I wanted te' do. I checked me' phone and saw that if George was true te' his word we should be leaving soon, but the concert was this friday (It was only wednesday so we still had a couple days) so I couldn't count on that. I walked back stage te' see Emmett trying te' keep Keith's hat away from him but was unsecsussful because Keith had a very helpfull boyfriend. Once Damian swiped the hat I was very shocked te' see Damian run onto the stage with it and Keith gave way te' chase. Emmett laughed and once he regan his composure he looked up at me.
"Hey." He said a little bit of light fading quickly from his eyes. Things had stayed a little weird between me and him ever since he kissed me.
"Hey Emmett." I said looking around the various crew who were messing with the lights and pther things. "Hey ye' seen Neil I kinda need te' talk te' him."
"He's just went te' go get somethin' out of the van." He said motioning toward the back door.
"Thanks Emmett." I said walking past him giving him a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder just te' make sure he wasn't worried I was mad or anything. The cold air swirled aroound and consumed me as I got into the snow covered parking lot, I could see Neil bent into the open door of the van searching for something.
"Whatcha' lookin' for babe'?" I asked as I walked up te' the van and leaned on the open door.
"Me' knitted cap. I thought I left it here." He did another check under the seats and I chuckled lightly. I silently and quickly reached into me' coat's inside pocket. I swiped it off the seat right before I got out just in case Neil wanted it while we were inside, and as me' fingers closed around the fabric of the hat a could feel the box screaming 'I'm still in here!'. 'Don't worry I know...' I responded in me' head as I pulled out his hat and gently pulled it over his head, making sure te' cover his ears. He smiled sweetly.
"Thanks." He said as he looked up at me, his eyes reflected the light light from street lamps as his skin pinked with the chill of the snow.
"Com'on walk with me." I said taking off me' scarf and lightly wrapped it around his neck.
"What about George?"
"Like I said this morning, babe don't worry about George." I smiled as I shut the van door around his and he smiled again.
"Okay." He looked at the studio then looped his arm through mine. In all honesty I wasn't completely sure where we were going I just knew that there was a park around here and thats where I wanted te' go. " I love the snow." He whispered as he leaned a bit closer te' me.
"I know ye' do." I wasn't sure what te' say, well, I knew what I wanted te' say but the moment needed te' be perfect.
"Are ye' still mad at me for what happended with Emmett?" I figured this topic should probably be taken care of before anything else.
"Is that what ye've been thinking about all day?" Neil asked lightly picking up his head te' look at me. Damn, so apparently Neil did notice I was thinking about something.
"Kinda." It wasn't a complete lie, but I still felt a little bad about it.
"No, I'm not mad. Ye' were just helping a friend and drank te' much when ye' said ye' wouldn't-" He shrugged "-Thats not the worst thing ye' could do, because I know ye' didn't want te' kiss Emmett." His understanding completely surprised me. ",And Emmett didn't mean te' kiss ye' either he was just drunk."
"I love ye'." I couldn't help but say as he seemed te' glow like an angel sent from heaven. Neil smiled up at me and I couldn't help but smile back the press a sweet quick kiss te' his lips. For us being in New York city, the whole world seemed quiet and very few people littering the streets creating a peacefully atmosphere as the snow painted the city the best it could in a flawless white. Neil and I fell into a soundless, but loving silence as we contuined te' walk and soon I found the park I was looking for and Neil clung te' me' arms as his hand was interlaced with wasn't until we found a bridge over a frozen pond that we stopped te' admire the beauty of the snow or the park. 'Don't do this ye' are gonna screw it up ye' know that right?' an annoying voice in me' head said as Neil and I both leaned against the rail of the bridge. 'Shut up!' I shouted mentaly back at the voice. I looked over at Neil and his eyes seemed te' be tracing shapes in the snow below in the ice.
"That wasn't the only thing I have been thinking about.." Neil knew what I meant and he tried his head te' face me. His face was only lit by the light of a frozen lamp post on the other side of the ice, but even in the dark he was beautiful. "Are ye' gonna tell me what else ye' were thinkin' off?"
"Well, I'm not really sure how..." I trailed off and me' heartbeat sounding like a cannon in me' ear as I felt me' inside shake with nerves. He looked over te' me and angled his body toward mine 'Com'on ye' coward, ye' have preformed in front of millions of people' both the little voice in me' head and the box in me' pocket screamed. I looked down at me' shoes and noticed they were untied so I knelt down and dropped the strings as I tried to tie me' shoes without letting me' hands shake. The snow was cold against me' left leg as it was pressing into the concerete as I knelt te' tie me' right shoe.
"I forgot one of ye'r christmas..." I didn't bothering getting back up as I retied me' shoes twice te' make sure it wouldn't come undone again. "Well, I forgot ye'r present and a question." Neil was all kinds of confused, I could see it in his eyes. He opened his mouth te' talk but I stopped him. "This was ye'r present." Me' hands were shaking worse then hell as I pulled the small box out of me' coat. The white snowflakes fell against the black satin and shown brightly as they melt into oblivion. I opened the box toward him te' show him the thick silver ring that held a large ruby in the center of it. "Neil Byrne-" me' mouth was insanely dry as I tried te' swallow. "Will ye' marry me?"The snow seemed te' fall in slow motion as Neil was cleary taken by surprise. "Say yes. Please?" I begged.
This is the last par tof this story but don't worry you will find out what Neil said soon because I have decided I'm turning these Celtic thunder stories into a saga of six stories-
