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Tough Love Part 49; Part 2
Hey yâ??all the names I mentioned: Tom Bradley and Ethel Arnold Bradley were REAL people. He was and still holds the title of being the only African-American mayor of Los Angeles, California. And I had in a mind a different place, but I learned about Los Angeles City Hall, so both places are sorta meshing together now..Enjoy! &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& Chapter 49 Part 2 Donovan the Caterer The two couplesâ??Dad, Shaun; the Mayor and his wifeâ??was walking out, and OF COURSE we showed our American pride. We were getting ready to say the Pledge of Allegiance when Michael told me he had to go to the gentlemenâ??s room and I let him go. As everyone sat down again, Dad looked over at me; probably trying to figure out what went wrong. I just shrugged. Mayor Bradley was talking about the wonderful city of Los Angeles and why he was happy to have appointed Dad when Michael came back in. Itâ??s a miracle he found our table, but I must remember that there are candles on EACH table. â??Didnâ??t your mother always tell you to go BEFORE you left to go somewhere,â? he knew what I meant. He rolled his eyes. â??And I want you guys,â? we clearly hear Ethel clear her throat to correct her husband, â??And ladies,â? he say as he turn to face her, â??to enjoy yourselves. Lay back and let us GET groovy!â? â??Oh God, he did NOT just say that,â? I say with a smile. â??Well, Iâ??m with Bradley, too,â? Michael is smiling. We enjoy the appetizers, which every kid around town keep calling it â??The Famous Soupâ? but thereâ??s no meat, so Iâ??m mildly impressed. Plus, it wasnâ??t even chicken noodle soup; itâ??s TOMATO! But it was good; not perfect, though. â??Gonna eat that chicken?â? I say as I point to Michaelâ??s plate. Everyone gets the same thing. â??You could request vegetarian, yâ??know.â? â??I wish I KNEW that!â? he exaggerates. We smile. â??But really, Iâ??m fine.â? He cuts off a piece and eats it then shrugs. I look around as everyone else is having their intimate conversations, but itâ??s nearly like there are crickets chirping at our table. I thought Michael was gonna dazzle me, but all we keep doing is getting peaks at one another, and weâ??ll look down. I was finally feeling something different when Michael reaches over to my hand. â??Hey,â? he says. I look up. â??My brothers and I are going to this guyâ??s house whoâ??s helped us with our career at CBS sometime in the future. Wanna come?â? I look in his eyes. I smile and so does he. â??SURE!â? â??And he has this little boy whoâ??s adorable. Iâ??m dying to know how you are around kids.â? â??Why? Will that make a difference with US? Youâ??ve seen me with your nephews.â? I look down and smile then. I was thinking back how protective Michael was of me. It didnâ??t too much to read between the lines with us. Iâ??m sure Michael knows that too.â? â??Okay, good.â? â??Butâ?¦â? â??What?â? â??How come when thereâ??s silence, you always fill in the blank about the future? What about now? Weâ??re not handling now, so weâ??re not even speaking.â? â??Fine, do you know what I wanna do now?â? â??Canâ??t say Iâ??m sure, but I can give you the perfect guess.â? â??Iâ??dâ?¦do something to make you know I wasnâ??t so shy.â? â??Like what?â? â??Youâ??d know. I would pull one of those stunts your rock-nâ??-roll boyfriend would have tried.â? â??Donovan and I arenâ??t dating.â? â??Aha! Now youâ??ll tell me his name.â? â??It doesnâ??t matter.â? â??You love him?â? â??We just got a bunch of history in a short amount of time, Michael. You see Iâ??m trying to move from it.â? â??What has he done that I havenâ??t done?â? â??You REALLY wanna know?â? â??Yes,â? he says in a pleading way. I went back to this summer when there a picture of me and Donovan was taken. We were playing pool at Patâ??s house. He was smiling and I was looking a little silly. â??Michael, you have to forget about everyone elseâ??s expectations for you. I need a man thatâ??s strong and believe in what he wants. Michaelâ?¦if you want me, you needa start showing it. Sad I had to tell you because I thought you already figured it out yourself. You know I like hugs and kisses,â? I ended my dialogue with a smile. Itâ??s crazy though. Donovan was telling me the same things this past summer. Obviously, I think too much for his opinion, and I wasnâ??t giving him my all (not in that sense, but I held back in personality a lot of the time). â??Iâ??m not outgoing enough?â? â??Youâ??re not taking enough control,â? whoops, that just kinda slipped out. I liked Michael. I just wonder if he has the potential to like me as much. He nodded and I guess he took it all in. â??Wanna dance?â? People had gotten up to dance and Michael had his hand out to me. I looked at it and I was about to reach for it when he hurried to grab it and we started. â??I didnâ??t teach you some moves for nothing!â? Then this fast paced song came on, and it was evident that we needed to swap partners. Michael had let me go and this other guy grabbed me. No one was telling when we should switch, so we followed everyone else in suit. In the end, I think I ended up partners with Michael again! â??Michael thatâ??s you?â? The guy took his mask off. â??Itâ??s me.â? â??Okay.â? â??Letâ??s walk outside and get some fresh air.â? Michael takes my hand and caresses it a little. â??Sure.â? We quietly navigate to the outside of the City Hall. There happens to be a pool and people standing around with the caters, so we felt it was safe to â??step outâ? for a little while. Music is playing at the perfect volume and what weâ??re listening to is some jazz. The wind blows just a little and since my dress has no sleeves, I can feel the warm-nightly wind circling me on those areas. Michael gets me some punch and weâ??re talking amongst ourselves. Weâ??re pointing out the different things we liked about the ball so far, and when I asked him about the red-and-white banners, he shrugs. â??Theyâ??re coolâ?¦.I like â??em.â? â??Wait! I know that look.â? â??Lyric, really, chill. Itâ??s fine.â? â??ANDâ?¦you stepped out on us while we were saying the Pledge of Allegiance. Donâ??t like the American flag?â? I say with a smirk. He looks down in his cup. â??Itâ??s complicated.â? I can tell Michael is aggravated, but I just wanted to know. I look over my shoulder, and I spy Donovan across the other side of the pool. â??Hey, Iâ??ll be back.â? Michael walks off into the building. And as Iâ??m staring at the poolâ??trying to keep my nerves downâ??I look up to see Donovan approaching. His familiar smile is there that I fell for. Donâ??t get me wrong, Michael has his expressions that make me fall for him, but right now, Iâ??m watching Donovan walk my way. And as I see him, I know that he just wants to wear something else other than the tux he was forced to wear. â??Hey beautiful. Howâ??s your date going so far?â? â??Itâ??sâ?¦good. Are you having a good time?â? â??Cinnamon roll?â? I looked down at the mini rolls, but I bet Donovan knew I didnâ??t want it. He took one from the platter anyways, and moved it towards my mouth. As I slowly ate it, I looked around. Well this is kind of awkward. â??Nice hair.â? He mustve been told he couldnâ??t wear a hat. â??And I tried slicking it back, but I looked like some kind of prude, so, you see how I left it.â? â??I like it.â? He had it tossed around and wild. So as the wind blows, his hair basically makes a mini-tornado. â??I thought you might.â? He let out his breath and we start to laugh from the awkwardness. â??So, whereâ??s your date?â? â??You can call him by his name, Donovan.â? â??Well, who is it?â? â??Who did I go to â??The Wizâ?? with?â? He looks down, â??Oh,â? he says. â??Yeahâ?¦.He just REALLY wanted to go with me. I like Michael. Heâ??s nice.â? â??Iâ??m nice, too.â? â??But I know how your lips taste like. He doesnâ??t know how mine taste like.â? â??What does that mean?â? â??Means that we havenâ??t gone as far.â? He shakes his head and rubbed his fingers through his hair. â??I canâ??t stop thinking about what youâ??re doing with him.â? He clenches his jaw. â??Are you his?â? â??Iâ??m no ones, Donovan. I only belong to me.â? He stares me in the eyes, and I take him on his challenge, but itâ??s all in a matter of truths. â??Hey,â? Michael says as he walks to us. He drapes his right arm over my shoulders. How weird is this?! I clearly clear my throat. â??Michael, Donovan Cooper, Donovan, this is Michael. Now yâ??all know each other.â? â??Iâ??ve heard of you,â? Michael says with a smile. â??So have I,â? Donovan says with a worsen, cookie-cutter-smile. Was this â??Killing you with kindnessâ? or what? I couldnâ??t think fast enough of what to say, but I didnâ??t have to worry. Donovan beat me at that. â??You donâ??t mind if I dance with your date on this number, do you?â? Donovan looks at Michael, but doesnâ??t wait for him to respond. Just like I was telling Michael, Donovan ended up taking control and took my hand. He shoves the tray at Michael and we take our first step when Michael sorta firmly grips my arm. â??Do you wanna?â? I look at Donovan. He gives me the expression when he holds his head down a little, and gives me his sort of pleading face That face also tells me whether Iâ??m doing something right or not. There were FEW couples mingling out there, but we became another statistic as Donovan starts to press me close to him as â??Love Donâ??t Live Here Anymoreâ? creeps on. This moment right here reminds me of the first time Don and I danced together, on a slow song! He was actually shirtless. We were at this party or hangoutâ??whatever you want to call it. As I listen to the song, Iâ??m burning up because I just about think Don and I canâ??t get ANY closer, what-so-ever. I think about it, so I look over Donâ??s shoulder, and thereâ??s Michael, standing in the background by the wall. By now, he has sat the tray down on the table, but heâ??s looking at me with sad eyes. Iâ??m trying to make conversation with him with our eyes, but Donovan unknowingly turns me again, and his tall frame blocks Michael from me. &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& Donâ??t kick me for this! This part couldâ??ve been extended, but itâ??s just gonna get juicer. Stay tuned! (Thatâ??s if I can snatch more moments like this.) Yours truly, Aariyan &. :) *Also, honestly, Iâ??m still trying to figure out who will be the permanent Donovan since he has became important as you can see. You should know all the people Iâ??ve considered (Iâ??m sure Iâ??ll eventually tell you all of them that I can think of.) But today, I was mainly looking at pictures of Avan Jogia (he plays Beck off of â??Victoriousâ? so I had him in mind :). But yâ??all should know, the first Donovan I had in mind was Mitchell Musso. Thatâ??s why I had said he dyed his hair black and had green eyes. I just learned his eyes probably arenâ??t green, though :). --Stay tuned.
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