“You really do amaze me, Fate McKenzie. Thank you for coming out of that shell, showing me how fucking wonderful it is to be touched by fate.” His words grip me. I can’t believe he said my words for him back to me.
“Thank you for tearing down my walls. For everything you make me feel, Cameron. I don’t think I’d be whole without you.” He needs to know that when I say this I mean it, so I bring my mouth to his and kiss him. His touch means so much to me and I love how far we’ve come with each other.
“You never have to find out,” he says, and his tone is completely serious.
When we get to practice, Scott and the new guy are warming up. Once Scott sees me, he makes a cut motion to the bassist. “Hey, Fate, I didn’t know you were coming,” he says, but I know he’s worried they won’t be able to practice now that I’m here.
“I thought I’d come and listen to the band. I keep having to just listen to this one here and it gets to be a bit boring,” I say jokingly, nudging Cameron. Scott looks unsure and looks at Cameron, who just kind of shrugs.
“Well then. This is Kent, he’s our new bassist. Kent, this is Fate.” He then turns his look to Kent and has a warning expression. “Do not fucking touch her or I will lose my damn mind. Cameron will also beat your ass.”
Kent laughs and then looks at them as if he just got that it was a serious statement. “I don’t think that’s going to be a problem, my boyfriend isn’t the sharing type.” We all stop and look at Kent.
“Well, he’s a keeper,” Cecilia says when she walks up behind me. “We don’t have to worry about him and I think I love his boyfriend already. I don’t like to share either,” she says with a smirk at Scott, who just shakes his head. Scott never cheats or strays an inch. He is all about Cecilia and he’d be stupid not to be. She is absolutely the most outgoing, affectionate person I have ever met.
“I don’t share either,” I say, giving both Cameron and Kent a look. Kent breaks out in laughter and Cameron is late to the game. He just stands there confused and I watch it click.
“Oh.” We all laugh at Cameron. He’s always the joker so a time like this is rare that he’s the last one to clue in. “Well, I’m a fucking rock god, who wouldn’t want to share this?” he says in a cocky tone.
“And I’m Fate. I can judge your ass, remember that. It’s written so it must be true.” Cecilia and Scott laugh at my comment. Cameron just looks at me as if I’ve grown another head.
“When did you get so funny?” Cameron asks.
“When I started dating a clown?” I say expressionless. The laughter coming from everyone else only fuels this moment. I can’t help but join in.
“Rock star,” he states.
“Hmm, well, get up there and show me what you can do then,” I say in the most seductive tone I can. He blinks at me mindless for a minute. He turns away to go to the stage and I take a chance and smack his backside. “Definitely a rock god,” I say, giving him a smirk.
When he takes the stage, I get chills. The music starts and it’s loud, but I feel safe. Cameron is in reach and Cecilia is sitting here with me. My memories stay back and I keep my focus on Cameron. I can’t tear my eyes away. He’s incredible up there. His voice is something I’m used to hearing but it never gets old. It calms me, same as his touch does. He could be singing the alphabet and I’d be in heaven. After a few songs, they break, and Cameron comes up to me.
“So, how was it?”
“Manageable. I handled it fine. Just something I will have to get used to the same as the rest of it.” I look at him and I watch his face turn up in a smile.
“How’d you like to watch us live in concert?” he asks, and I’m not sure what to say, but I go with the truth. It’s the only thing that will work with my fears.
“I don’t know if I could handle the crowd and being that far away from you, surrounded by people. It’s you who makes this possible, Cameron. I’m not saying no. I just don’t think I will be there anytime soon.”
“No, you wouldn’t be in the crowd, you’d be backstage with Cecilia. Never alone and still close enough that I could see you. If it was too much you could just go back to the bus.” Cameron looks at me and I’m sure I could try. For him I’d try anything.
“That I could do, I think.”
“How’d you like to come on tour with me this summer?” he says and I know he’s scared I’m going to say no. The thought of saying no actually scares me more because I’ve been dreading the thought of a summer away from him.