It Starts With Goodbye

Chapter 17

Celebrity Eye Candy

Hii guys! I'm back! God its been years since I wrote an AN for this story! Lol, So, yeah, not much to say actually. Thanks to everyone who doesn't hate us for the weird update schedule! Laura's chapter is up next, so, you know, its her fault if we don't update soon! lol ah only jokin dude, luv yu!

'Where are we going?' she demanded.

When he didn't answer, she turned around to face the limo driver.

'Peter, where are we going?'

'His name is Peter?' Nate stage whispered.

'I'm sorry, Ms Gellar, but I'm under strict orders not to tell you anything.'

'Gurg Nate.'

'Gurg?' he questioned.

'Got a problem with my word, Bishop?'

'Not at all, Gellar,' he replied.

'Don't call me Gellar. Its weird,' she laughed.

And he laughed with her.

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'Sky Bar?' She asked, as they pulled up outside the Mondrian Hotel.

'Yeah,' Nate smiled sheepishly. 'We were thinking about throwing a Halloween party. You know, 'cause like you guys came all the way to LA, so the least we can do is give you a bit of celebrity eye candy.'

'You don't consider yourself "Celebrity Eye Candy" Mr Bishop?' she laughed.

'Hardly,' was his answer.

'Well,' she smiled, skipping off ahead of him. 'I think I'll just have to disagree.'

His smile was just too wide after that.

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'Ok, so its apparently the hottest spot in town for celebrities,' Caitlyn read aloud from the brochure.

''Yeah, but they only serve alcohol to Over 21's,' he told her.

'Nathanial!' she feigned shock. 'You don't drink!'

'Who me? No...Never...' He winked at her.

'And the drinks are 18 bucks each,' she continued.

'Oh really?' He looked horrified.

'Yeah, pretty pricey, right?' she agreed.

'Eh, well that wasn't exactly what I meant. That's actually pretty cheap for Hollywood. And we wouldn't want to appear the Cheap Skates, now would we?'

But she could hardly reply for shock.

18 dollar.

For a drink.

And he was worried about seeming cheap??

Things were certainly better on the West Coast.

'How 'bout the Paradise Piano Bar?'S she asked, flicking the pages of her brochure.

'Cait,' he sighed. 'How many time do we have to go over this? Its a gay club. It was on the list by accident. We are not having a Halloween party at a gay club.'

'Please,' she pouted.

'No!' He was using his serious voice now. He meant business.

'Please Natey?'

Oh god, look what she was resorting to.

'No Cait. No gay club.'

'Well forgive me for having always dreamed of having a gay best friend.

'Your forgiven,' he replied nonchalantly.

She was about to act annoyed, but really, there was no point.

'Ok, so you want a small, intimate gathering space, with expensive alcohol, served to under 21's, and a place for you guys to perform...That everything?'

'You forgot outdoor terrace,' he reminded her, signalling for the waiter to bring them a dessert menu.

'Of course,' she replied sarcastically.

She scanned the small book, slipping pages, folding corners, muttering to herself.

'Ok, I've picked one,' she told him, five minutes later. 'But before I tell you, I have one question.'

'Shoot,' he said, spearing his apple pie with his fork.

'Why are you letting me pick? Like why don't you just pick somewhere?'

'Well,' he mused. 'Shane usually does the party stuff. But he's been somewhat...Occupied lately.'

'Oh,' was her simple reply.

'And I trust you,' he continued, 'More than I trust myself actually. When your not trying to find a new gay best friend, your actually pretty good at this stuff.'

She beamed at him.

'Remind me to tell Mitchie to watch her back. She may well be replaced soon.'

She hit him, but the smile never left her face.

'So where'd you choose?' he asked.

Oh yeah. The club.

She'd forgotten that's what they were even talking about.

It was so easy to talk to Nate.

About anything.

Even her secret dream to have a gay best friend.

'Well, I like The Knitting Factory,' she told him.

'Why?' he replied.

'Well, they have a function room that's classed as an "Intimate Gathering Space." It has a stage. It has a terrace. They don't mention an over 21 age limit on alcohol. Oh, and there are no prices listed whatsoever. So it must be expensive. That everything you were looking for?'

He looked at her then.

Really looked at her.

'Yeah, that's about everything I'm looking for.'

She blushed. 'Its settled then. We should probably bring Shane and Mitchie to see it though. I'm assuming he's paying...?'

'He is indeed,' Nate told her, settling back into his chair. 'But I don't think we need to leave just yet. Do you?'

'Nope. I'm perfectly fine here.'

She wasn't sure, but she thought she might have heard him mutter something along the lines of 'Your just perfect in general.'

But it was probably just her imagination.

Wishful thinking.

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They were watching TV when Nate and Caitlyn got back.

Seriously.

She dragged Mitchie all the way to LA to see him, and all they do is watch tv!

Well,, she thought it was safe to assume that they had been doing something else, if her smudged lipstick, and his flushed cheeks were anything to go by.

Yes, that's right, Shane Gray was blushing!

They were watching Runaway Bride.

'Aww,' Caitlyn cried, when she saw it on tv. 'Its almost over!'

'It is?' Shane asked.

Mitchie hit him.

This had obviously been there cover story for whatever they'd been up to.

'Who was in that movie, Shane?' she asked him.

'Emm.....Britney Spears?' It was more of a question than an answer.

Caitlyn laughed at him before replying. 'Yeah Shane. You got it in one,' she said sarcastically.

'Dude, how can you not know who's in Runaway Bride?' Nate asked, shocked. '"I guarantee you that it'll be hard. I guarantee that there will be times when one, or both..."'

He trailed off under Caitlyn's stare.

'What?' He was on the defensive now, having just realised he'd been quoting one of the girliest movies. Ever.

But what he didn't realise was that Caitlyn wasn't looking at him mockingly.

Quite the opposite, in fact.

She was trying to restrain herself from jumping on him right there and then.

One thing was certain. She would not go home without kissing Nate first.

She couldn't.

'So did you find a club?' Shane asked, oblivious, as always, to the sexual tension between the two.

'Yeah. We did. You guys have to come and see it,' Nate answered.

Caitlyn was quietly grateful to him.

She didn't think she'd have been able to speak at that moment.

She was still breathless.

'Maybe tomorrow man,' Shane told him. 'I think Pretty Woman's on next.'

'Oh, that's Britney's other movie, right Shane?' Caitlyn was grinning.

She just glared back at her.

Merry Christmas Dudes

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