Mick looked over at me and I smiled as his cheeks flushed with red. 'Sorry' he mouthed over, 'want to come to dinner with me?'

Now it was my time to blush, I nodded hurriedly and noticed that Keith was looking open mouthed at our silent conversation. "Heyy, if you two wanted privacy, you coulda just asked" he shrugged and lay down on the ground, lacing his hands behind his head and basking in the glow of the sun. "Are you two a couple then?" Brian asked quietly as I looked over at his greenish eyes. "Y'know, what happens, happens" Mick moved closer and put his arm over my shoulders, I leaned into him and Brian grunted, turning toward the river. Bill and Charlie chatted quietly while Mick told me about The Rolling Stones; "well, Brian started us up in 1962, at that time Bill and Charlie weren't in the band," he started, "we been playin' clubs until recently; we got a record deal and we been making records now for 2 years. We've also appeared on some shows and that's when it got kinda crazy"

I looked up at his blue eyes and just lost myself in them for a while. He noticed and looked down at me, smiling. "Hey, why you starin' at me?"

I looked out at the water, "Oh, um, I don't know, y'see; you have really nice eyes.."

He looked out across the water as well and tried to look at what I was looking at. Mick bent down, and I could feel his breath on my ear;

"wanna ditch? I know a nice restaurant down the street"

"Sounds good" is what I whispered back.

"Hey, guys?" Mick spoke up, but only Bill and Charlie looked over; Brian and Keith were asleep.

"We're gunna go now"

The two just nodded before looking out again at the water. Seems like they understand, maybe they have girlfriends or something. Mick got up slowly before I joined him, he offered me his hand and I took it as we started walking away.

Once we were out of earshot of the other Stones, Mick spoke up.

"I'm sorry about the guys, they're just a bit..crazy sometimes"

"Well, Bill and Charlie are cool, and Keith is just weird" I admitted as we walked along the street, Mick nearest to the trees; so nobody would notice him. "And Brian..." I trailed off, looking into the sky, Brian is..I don't know, I have mixed feelings about him. "Brian?" Mick said as he squeezed my hand slightly, "Brian is just Brian"

"Yeah?" I looked over and smiled up at Mick.

"Yep" he responded my winking at me.

We neared a fish and chips stand and Mick stopped suddenly, I looked back; confused.

"Mick?" I said quietly.

But he just shook his head and slicked his bangs back, "I'm Michael if anybody asks, ok?"

"..ok?" I answered uncertainly as he took some hesitant steps forward. I looked ahead and everything became clear to me.

What was this? Fans free to roam the street day?

I put a hand on Mick's shoulder to stop him. "Mick, it's alright, I'll get the food, then we'll go back to my place and enjoy it there"

His face relaxed with relief, then he started digging around in his pockets for money.

I held up a bill, smiling, "I got it, don't worry Mick, you just go wait over there in the shade"

As he walked away, I turned and practically skipped to the fish and chips stand.