There was a crowd of people circling around the coffee shop I had frequently found myself out. They were all waiting for their morning coffee; some grumpy, some cheerful. I walked passed them to the front of the shop and made my way out of the doors. I grabbed a hold of my black bag that was hanging on my arm and began walking back to my car. I tightly held onto the two hot coffee cups that each held a different concoction inside of it, and opened the door to my car with my other hand that held a small brown bag with pastries and some of banana bread.

Mike looked up as I opened the door and grabbed the cups, placing them in the cup holders. He was dressed in black pajama pants and a loose grey t-shirt with a hoodie on over it. He had a beanie on and his sunglasses, black slippers on his feet. He was feeling sick this morning, so I decided to bring him a hot drink; but he wanted to tag along with me.

"You okay?" I questioned as I put on my seat belt.

He had the sniffles and then cleared his throat, all while having a smile on his face. "Yeah, I'm fine." He grabbed his cup and brought it to his face to warm him up. "Mmm, this smells so good."

"Yeah, my favorite barista was there today and she's bomb as fuck." I said backing out of the parking lot, making him laugh. He sounded really congested and I told him it was probably a cold. He covered his mouth and let out a cough when I was at a red light. "Aw," I said sweetly as I placed my hand on his cheek. "My darlin' is sick."

"Yeah, you have to take care of me today." He said giving me a small smile.

"I will." I promised as I gave his hand a tight squeeze. I did have something to do today, which is why I'm dressed, but I figured I'd save it for tomorrow since he's not feeling too well.

He sipped slowly on his hot drink, "By the way, you look pretty hot today." Even when he was sick and felt like shit, he always had that sly little smirk painted on him.

I looked over at him, "Thank you, Mike. Did you want to go to your house or mine?"

"Yours. The guys are being annoying as fuck and loud. If I go home, I'll kick their asses." He groaned, digging in the bag and grabbing a jelly filled pastry and stuffing it into his mouth.

"I see you still have your appetite."

"I'm really hungry. Leave me alone." He frowned wiping his mouth.

I smiled at him and then turned towards my place, then parking in the parking lot. "C'mon sick little baby." I said when I opened up the passenger door and grabbed our coffees. He groaned and followed me into the building and up to my loft.

I opened the door and we both went in. "Let's go to bed, sickling." I smiled and we went up to my room. He took off his sunglasses and got under the covers, taking his cup that I handed to him. I got mine and took my first sip, feeling it's warmth throughout my body. I joined him in the covers and he put on the Evil Dead and continued to eat his breakfast.

Once the movie ended, and our coffees and breakfast was finished, he cleared his throat. "Bon, I just realized how stupid I am."

I looked over to him, "What are you talking about?"

"I'm stupid because I haven't asked you on an official date yet. Like, how can I be so dumb? I obviously like you a lot and the fact that I haven't done this yet is really dumb of me." He turned to make eye contact with me. "Bonnie, will you go on an official first date with me? Just me. No Nicole, no Cam, no Vic, Jaime, or Tony. Just the two of us."

I smiled at him widely, "I'd love too. I thought you'd never ask." I gave him a kiss on his cheek that some stubble on it.

"How does Friday night around 8-ish sound?"

"Perfect." I grinned, resting my head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around me and we stayed in that position for a while. I was really, really looking forward to this date. This first date.

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Friday had finally come. Mike was feeling so much better. Now here I was, standing in front of the mirror, I was smoothing out my outfit with my hands. "Nicole!" I shouted and she ran up to my room with two glasses of wine in hand. "How do I look? Do I look okay?" I asked, feeling frantic and afraid I was going to look like a fool.

"Aw, Bonnie. You look so perfect! Casual and chic yet dressed up. You look great." She smiled handing me a glass and placing a hand on my shoulder and admiring my outfit.

"Why am I nervous?" I sighed, taking a sip of the white wine that was filled halfway.

She smirked, "Because you like him. And, you're excited. Nerves are good sometimes. Where are you guys going anyway?"

"RivaBella on Sunset. I've been there a couple of times with my parents."

"Ooh, Fancy Nancy. Just have fun like you always do with him."

I smiled, sipping more and more of the wine. The doorbell buzzed and my eyes grew. I grabbed my bag and Nicole followed me downstairs. Cam was on the couch drinking a beer and watching tv. "Okay, I'll be back. Are you guys gonna be here or?"

"I mean, if you plan on coming back and getting some, just let us know and we'll leave." Cameron's eyes slanted as he smiled ten miles wide.

"Fuck you, Cam." I chugged the rest of my drink and put it on the counter. "Bye guys." I said quickly as I went to the door, took a deep breath, and then walked out to see Mike standing by.

"Bonnie, you look great." He said taking my hand and placing a kiss on my lips. "Let us go shall we?" He questioned, leading us down into the elevator. He opened his car door for me and then once I was in, he got in. "Have you been to this restaurant before?"

I nodded, "Yeah. It's so good. You picked a good one." I smiled at him. "By the way, you are looking mighty fine tonight, Fuentes." I complimented his outfit which was a short sleeved black button up shirt, black skinny jeans and black suspenders. He was wearing a beanie, of course, but he looked so perfect and dressed up.

"Thank you, Bonnie. I'm really excited. Vic almost wanted to take a picture of me leaving the house today." He said, making me laugh. He took my hand in his as he was driving, and that gesture in itself made me get butterflies in my stomach.

When we got there, Mike had made reservations so the hostess took us straight to our table; in the back and romantic. We had both got wine, then talked some more while the server took our order. Mike and I were talking about a lot of things. He was really excited about his bands new album that they were working on and potential touring opportunities.

"What's it like touring all over the world?" I asked curiously. I love traveling. I wish I got to do it more.

He smiled huge and let out a gasp, "Bonnie, it's amazing! It's just so incredible being at these places where people want to see us play. I love getting to be there with the guys, too. Because we all have wanted this for so long and these shows, even here in the US, are fucking nuts. I feel so lucky, you know?" I nodded, imagining what it was like to have fans of some sort, yearning to see you do your craft and loving every second of it. "Have you ever been out of the country?"

I nodded, "Once. We were on a family vacation a long time ago and we went to Mexico. I've always wanted to go to a lot of places. It was just that my dad was so busy working year round, we never really got to go anywhere. It's been a dream of mine to go to London Fashion Week. Actually, any fashion week. New York, Paris. It doesn't matter. I just wanna go to a Fashion Week." He nodded, smiling widely. What I loved about Mike was that he listened. You can tell that he was and I liked that a lot.

"I'll take you someday." He winked, "I'll take you with me one of these days. Let's get you out of here for a little time off. Speaking of that, do you take time off ever?" The server then brought our food out and then asked us if everything looked okay. Once she left, we began to eat and I answered his question.

"Kind of. Sometimes. I mean, I'm off on Tuesdays. That's usually my day that I make for myself."

"That's it? A day? You don't ever go on vacation or anything?"

I chuckled, "No. I don't need one. I feel like I don't ever get stressed or anything. Even then, why would I go on vacation by myself? Nicole is always with Cam and my parents are always busy. I'm also an only child so..."

He licked his bottom lip then said, "You wouldn't go by yourself, you'd go with me." He boasted his head up high and gave me a view of his white smile.

"Is that so?" I grinned raising an eyebrow.

"Yup. Me. So get used to it, baby girl." He said matter-of-factly before taking a huge bite of his pasta.

I couldn't stop smiling at him and all he was. I was drawn to him intensely. Over the last few weeks, all I wanted to do was just be around him. He made me laugh, he made me think, he made me happy.

Once we had finished dinner, we were way too full for dessert, so we paid and then left. We drove around and stopped at a park to walk around and enjoy a Southern California night. The stars were out and shining ever so beautifully. Mike was holding my hand in his and I was resting my head on his shoulder. "Mike?" I asked suddenly, stopping us and looking up at him.

"Yeah?"

"You know how you always tell me you really like me and I never really say anything back?"

He nodded, giving me a look of uncertainty. "Yeah, I do."

"Well, I just wanted to let you know that I really really like you also." As soon as I said that, he smiled so big and looked down at his feet.

"Really?" He questioned hopefully.

"Yeah, I really do." I bit my lip and smiled softly, "You know, I don't normally kiss on the first date, but since we already have..." I trailed off, making him chuckle. I leaned up and kissed him, wrapping my arms around his neck. He was kissing me back and had his hand behind my head; his thumb near my ear and neck.

We continued taking our night stroll then went back to his car. We were laughing and having a good time listening to music on the way back to my place when Mike turned down the radio. "Bonnie, is it crazy if I ask you to be my girlfriend? I know it's our official first date and all but I don't do things within normalcy. So, what do you say?"

I turned to look at him, "I hate normalcy. And yes, I'd love to be your girlfriend." I answered happily. I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek and he took my hand in his as he drove.

"Oh, thank god. Thought you were gonna turn me down for second there." He looked over and winked at me, which in turn made me laugh.

I really do like this guy. There's just something about Mike Fuentes that I can't help but be after.

Notes

I KNOW THIS IS SUPER SHORT. You know I'm not one to make short updates, but I didn't wanna put it all in this one. I also wanted to do a quick update before this weekend because I have work and I'll be busy with that all weekend.

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Amber