"Well, I might be if you would tell me what happened between you and your uncle." He sighed. "How about a comprise, you smile for me and I promise I will tell you what Uncle Brown and I discussed over dinner, okay?" I could tell that he wanted to tell me but he was waiting for the right time and now, knowing that I'm upset, has made his whole demeanor change. He was so happy on the ride up and now he's trying to make up for inadvertently making me upset without telling me. How can I stay mad at that face. "Okay, but on one condition." I said as I unbuckled myself and he helped me from my seat. "Anything." He said. I linked our arms together as he guided me to the main entrance. "Never ever make me sit in a car for three and a half hours without a rest stop... I really have to pee." He laughed and we walked through the front doors of the restaurant. "Then I guess that you're lucky that this place has bathrooms." He said in my ear. I kissed his cheek and then raced off to the bathroom.
When I returned, I looked around for Jason and then spotted him at a slightly secluded part of the tiny restaurant. He was looking around nervously, and glancing at his cellphone every few seconds. As soon as he spotted me, though, his face broke out into a smile. I couldn't help but smile with him as I walked towards the table.
"Hey, they brought us some bread and, I wasn't sure if you like alcohol or not, so I ordered you a Coke, seeing as most of the human population has some liking of the beverage..." I giggled as he rambled.
"I like Coke. It's SO much better than Pepsi." I said. "I know! It's like comparing Twilight to Harry Potter. Harry Potter will ALWAYS come out on top." He announced. Oh no, he didn't...
"What's good here?" I asked. "Everything." "That narrows it down." I said sarcastically. He laughed and put down his menu. "Well, I know what I want, what about you?" He asked. I glanced at the menu, but couldn't pick. The waitress then came up to us with our cokes. "Ready to order?" She asked. Jason motioned to me and I groaned. I opened the menu again "Mushroom ravioli." I named the first thing I saw on the menu. The waitress smiled at me, and then turned her attention to Jason. "What about you, doll? What do you want?" She was obviously flirting with him. Why that little...
"Veal Parmesan please." He said politely, while looking at me the whole time. The waitress took our menus and went off to the kitchen. "So anyways, Trish. I didn't bring you here to torture you and have just a nice little meal with you. I brought you here for a reason." He grabbed my hand and smiled. "The reason I brought you here is because this is where my dad asked my mom if she would be his girlfriend." He said. I nodded. "That's so sweet, but Jase, what does that have to do with..." "I've never brought another girl here before." He admitted. Then, he was quiet for a second. "Jase... what are you saying?" I asked. He took a deep breath. "Trisha Davis, I know that we've only known each other for two days, but I feel like I've known you my whole life... It usually takes knowing a girl for at least a few months for me to even CONSIDER taking her to my uncle's restaurant, but there you were last night. My aunt and uncle told me to bring you back any time, that you're the best thing that's ever happened to me, and Uncle Brown agrees."
"Jase... where is this going?" I asked. He took another deep breath. "What I'm saying is... Trisha, I really like you. I really do, and I'd really like it if you would be my girlfriend." He said. Instead of speaking, I just nodded my head with a huge smile on my face. He let out his breath and smiled. "You have no idea how great it is to hear you say that." He said. I laughed and sipped my coke. "What about your fans? What happens when they find out?"
"I've never been more sure of anything in my life." He replied as he placed a kiss on the palm of my hand. And then he kissed me. I wanted to deepen the kiss, but we were interrupted by our waitress with our food. "Here we go," she said, as she walked up, causing us to reluctantly pull apart. "Mushroom ravioli." She said as she placed the food in front of me, it smelled delicious. "And veal parmesan." She said as she placed Jason's food in front of him. "Enjoy!" Thank God she walked away, because if she would have stayed, I might have lost it on her. I was wanting some alone time with my boyfriend. Ahh, that felt good. I, Trisha Davis, was dating, and dare I say, falling in love, with Jason Gray. Not Jason Gray, one-third of the hottest band in the country, but, Jason Gray, the sweetest, most wonderful man in the world... wait, scratch that, the universe. And he was all mine.
"Do you want to try it for real this time?" He asked. I nodded and opened my mouth. He put the fork in my mouth, and I bit off the piece of veal with the noodles. It was pretty good, but I preferred the ravioli. It still came in second to Jason though. All through dinner, we joked, laughed and just plain talked to each other. About an hour after our entrées arrived, a teenage girl quietly approached our table. "Excuse me, are you Jason Gray?" Great, a fan. "Yes." "I'm sorry, I know that this is rude," she said, staring at her feet and blushing, "but can I have your autograph?" she finished, still looking at her feet and holding a book and sharpie in her hand. Jason looked at me, Giving me a look that was screaming, 'I'm so sorry!' I just couldn't say no to that face. I waved it off and mouthed, 'It's okay.' I mean I can live with a fan, not ready for a mob of them just yet. "Sure." Jason replied, smiling, knowing that I was okay with it. "Who should I make it out to?" "Anna." she was still looking at the ground. "To my biggest fan, Anna, believe in your dreams. Love, Jason Gray" he said aloud as he wrote it. Her face popped up with a huge smile when she received her book back. "Thank you so much!" Jason smiled. He loves to make his fans happy and he willing to risk that happiness for me. "Hey, Anna. Before you go, I have a question for you." What's he doing? "Okay." she replied. He motioned for her to come closer. She leaned forward a little bit. "Can you keep a secret?" "Umm sure." she replied. Where is he going with this? "Cool. First, let me introduce you to Trisha." he said pointing to me. Anna stepped over and extended her hand. "Hi, Trisha, it's nice to meet you." I shook her hand. "It's nice to meet you too." "Okay now, ready for the secret?" he asked her. "She's my girlfriend." he simply stated as he reached across the table to hold my hand. I saw her face drop like someone had just told her that her puppy died. I felt so bad.
"Just sit it down. We'll get to it in a minute." Jason said, his eyes never leaving mine and neither one of us moving an inch. She huffed as she sat the plate and glass on the table and walked away. After she was well away, we laughed and I gave Jase a quick kiss. "Come on. Let's finish so we can get out of here." I said. But we spent the next 45 minutes feeding the cheesecake to each other, occasionally getting it either in each other's noses or on each others cheeks or chins, and then we kissed it off each other. Finally, when we finished, we paid the bill and left. I sighed and snuggled into his arm as we walked back to the car. He, of course, opened the door for me and helped me in.
At some point during the ride back, I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I remembered was being picked up and carried into my house. The light turned on and I groaned and buried my face into Jason's chest. Damn you, stupid light source.
I felt my body shift from Jason's arms onto my bed and my shoes come off my feet and my covers surround me. After the lights went off, I called out, " No, don't leave me." "Don't worry, I won't. I'm just taking off my shoes." He whispered. "Do you honestly think that I would leave you here while Shane and Nate are still in the building?" He asked. I shook my head. "Wait? They're here?" I asked. Jason slipped under my covers.
"Apparently, Jordie is amazing in the art of persuasion." "No, honey, she's the queen of persuasion and argumentation. One year, she persuaded the gym teacher into letting her miss out on gym... for the whole year, and she didn't even have to show any skin." "Wow." he replied, as he snuggled up beside me. "I wish I could have done that... but for math or history."