After my little episode of happiness, I decided to go with Roger to find Brian.
"So, did he show you the guitar?" Roger asked.
"Yeah."
"Just as I suspected. He does this with every girl he meets. He doesn't fall in love very often, but when he does, it's head over heels."
"Wow. I never thought that any guy would like me, let alone Brian May."
Roger stopped me in my tracks. "You actually think this us going to go somewhere?"
I stood there silent and stared at him, utterly confused.
"Listen here, girly. I don't think you get it. We're famous musicians and you're just a normal city girl. We are constantly touring and we're never home. We meet new girls everyday. They face the same problem as you: they think they can get into lasting relationships with us just because we meet and have a grand time together. It doesn't work like that. You have to listen to me. This isn't going anywhere, do you understand?"
I glared straight at him, trying to subside the bubbling anger inside of me and then I softly said,"well, he's got to find his true love sometime, and maybe I'm the one."
I then trudged away to search for Brian by myself. He couldn't tell me what was going to happen, even though I knew there wasn't a major possibility of a relationship ever happening between us. But I still had a chance, that's for sure.
I must've searched every room in the stadium, but I still couldn't find him. I started to get worried that he was thinking that I was angry with him, which I wasn't. Just when I was about to give up and call my mom for a ride home because of the overwhelming day I was having, I heard the soothing melodic guitar playing that I had yearned for years to hear play straight from the source. Brian was on the stage alone, playing a deep and sad-sounding blues scale.
"Brian?"
He jumped at the sound of my voice. I guess he didn't acknowledge my presence and thought he was completely alone.
"I'm really sorry, Elle. I don't know what came over me. I just, well, I can't explain it, really. I just can't control myself sometimes."
I walked over toward him and sat on the amp next to him.
"It's ok. I really didn't mind it. It did surprise me, though."
He laughed and his face turned bright red. "Sorry. It's just that, after what just happened to you in the parking lot, I didn't know if I was coming on too strong, y'know?"
I grabbed his hands and gently cupped them between mine and stared him right in the eyes. I was silent for a moment and I could tell he was a bit uncomfortable. Then I finally broke the silence.
"You know, what you did for me today, that was amazing. I don't even want to think about what would've happened if you weren't there to save me. That guy was just a creep and just overly obsessed with me..."
I chuckled a little, but it was more of a fake laugh. Then I continued:
"Anyways, I just want to say that I'm so thankful for what you did. I don't know how I could repay you..."
He stayed there, with his head down, processing the words I'd just confessed and then he sat up.
"Well, maybe you could repay me one way. So, um...-I just..."
I looked at him, puzzled at what he'd just said. I had to ask him because he wouldn't finished his sentence.
"How? What is it?"
He kept stuttering and couldn't seem to let the words escape his mouth. I couldn't hold my patience any longer and then I blurted out,"FOR GOODNESS SAKE, MAN. SPIT IT OUT."
He gazed at me, his eyes wide in horror. I guess I scared him with that little outburst. But I couldn't help it. He was really testing my patience.
"Well," he started again, a look of disbelief still trailed over his face,"I was going to ask you on a date, but I can see you're so full of rage... Maybe you're just not my type of girl."
I sat back and stared blankly into space. When I finally realized what he said, my insides felt like they were going to burst. But I knew I had to keep calm. I didn't want to scare him again.
"I promise, I'm not like that. It's just that you're a famous rock musician and I'm talking to you and-"
He interrupted me.
"So is it a yes or is it a no?"
"Yes."
"Great. We'll work out the details after the show."
He leaned in close to me.
"Don't worry, dear. I'm just giving you a hug."
We both laughed and stayed in each other's embrace for a long moment. Then we finally pulled apart. He stared deeply into my eyes. I tried to look away, but I just couldn't. His dark brown eyes were mesmerizing me with their charm. There seemed to be a little twinkle there, too. They were beautiful. Then he finally broke our stare.
"Let's go get something to eat. I'm starving."
He softly grasped my hand and we walked back to the lounge to grab a bite to eat.