your POV
You didn't answer, but just thought about what he said..
"Sooo.. You want that painting?" he said smiling a big smile again.. You looked at the painting you have looked at..
"Wha?... What.. No.. NO Mike!" you said looking back and forward at him and the painting in the window..
"I was just kidding anyway" he said sending you a teasing look..
"You could probably afford it anyway" you said, making a gesture for Mike to go back to the hotel again.. Well maybe you should try to be nicer to him, even though it was fun to tease him and stuff, but it was like the both of you denied that you had some kind of friendship, and you thought that wird, since what you've heard of and seen, Mike was the type of guy who easily made friends with people.. Like the other guys said he was "the glue" in the band.. Pretty nice title to have, he truly was a good person.. You talked all the way to the hotel again, about both of your experiences with music and it became more and more relaxed.. The wind became stronger and pulled in the umbrella..
"Waah! I'm getting soaked, what's up with the weather?!" you yelled and took a hold of the handle to help Mike holding it down, you were only 20 steps from the hotel and you ran the rest of the way.. Mike basically bashed in door and you came right after him.. Your hair was soaked and your shoes too. It looked like Mikes shoes and jeans were soaked too..
"That was *pant* fucking crazy *pant*" you said
"Don't swear *pant (with a little laugh).. What's gotten to the weather?" he said looking out of the window..
"Don't know" you said looking out if the big windows too.. You both stood there catching your breaths again..
"You look good in a white shirt though" Mike said smirking looking down at your chest.. You looked down at your t-shirt, it was soaked too, so you could see your bra through..
"SHIT" you said and stomping around in a circle looking back at Mike again.. He just laughed..
"Wanna touch?!" you snapped..
"Oh, nooo" he said and turned around in embarrassment, he still was kinda shy at that point..
"Thought so" you said, but immediately remembered what you had said to yourself only 10 minutes ago, the trying to b nice to him thing.. Guess it couldn't be helped even though you were more aware of it now.. besides there was a deferens in joking and be mean..
"Come on can we just go?!" he said beginning to walk to the elevator..
"So can you guys put on a show in this weather?" you asked him
"Of cause, there is no other option, the fans would be cursing us if we cancelled because of the weather" he said..
"Doh... But okay" you said as you walked into the elevator..
"What? Isn't that good?" He asked
"yes, you guys are great at that fan point.. It was just because the i could take the day off today" you said smiling a big smile.. You noticed that he had a hard time looking at your eyes, and down your chest..
"Hellooo my eyes are up here Mike, you perv" you said smirking, buuut crossed your arms over your chest anyway..
"sorry" he said and looked away scratching his neck..
Mike had a interview so you leaved each other in the hallway.. The time was 11 am. and you had to leave at 3 pm so you slammed your self to the bed and drifted of......
You woke up again at 2 pm, and began to pack your stuff in a suitcase, even though it wasn't like you had unpacked that much... Besides you needed to find a laundry for some of your clothes. At 2.30 you walked down the to the lobby to wait for Tom, you hated this part of the tour! Being stuck with Tom in a car for a LONG time! And it was this time of the tour when you were driving the most.. Like living in the cars...
You quickly grabbed a apple and walked to the elevator and then down to the lobby..
You met Tom by the big black car
"Hi Tom" you said and smiled
"Hello.. Catherine" he said
it was the first time he had called you Catherine.. As you entered the car he spoke.
"It going to be hard to day, and a lot of the staff has gotten sick because of the weather, so just find Bob and ask him what to do" Tom said,
"Ok, when are we leaving?" you asked Tom
"First 1 our after the they have gone off stage, So be there, no goofing around!" Tom said strictly.
"No of cause" you said politely..
When you arrived to the stage another band was already playing, you walked to the back of the stage. It was filled with grass and random tents were standing here and there, the wind had gotten rough and your bangs were twirling around. Another girl with brown hair came to your side looking up in the sky like you..
"Looks like it's going to be a hard day at work today" she said to you..
"Yearh, we better watch out" you said.. You had never seen her before
"My name is Angela" she said and stretched her hand so you could shake it..
"Catherine" you said and shacked her hand, it was nice to have some girl company.
"I've never seen you before, are you are local worker?" you asked, you had to speak loud because of the wind..
"Yeah I am.. What about you?" she asked...
"I'm here with Linkin Park" you said, she had nice blue eyes, and was a really pretty girl..
"Really?! Oh I love that band!" She said smiling ..
"You do? That's great!" you said, wondering HOW much she liked them..
"So do you know them well?" She asked you..
".. Well, yearh, guess I do.. They are just a bunch of normal guys though,.. Who likes to joke around and so on" you said smiling back..
"Really, that so sweat! I love the vocalist" she said..
"Vocalist? Chester or Mike?" you asked, feeling something evil in your stomach..
"Chester I think, the one who sings, he's sooo cute" she said giggling..
"Oh yearh, he's a very nice guy, well maybe you'll meet him then" you said smiling to her.. For some reason you haven't really thought about, ever talking to a fangirl.. Especially not a Mike fan girl...
"Cath?!" Bob called as you were talking with Angela.. You looked at Bob who was standing far away:.
"COMIIING" you yelled..
"Have to go, my boss calls" you said and turned around
"Ok, see ya" she yelled back..
"What's up Bob, what can I do?" you said panting..
"We need to get all the stuff into safety, and these plates are going to be on the stage later" Bob said and showed you all the stuff..
"But first we need a tent" hurry and go ask if we can get one of the tents, before the band stuff arrives" Bob said.. He was obviously stressed out..
"Ok" you said, you knew when not to be joking,..
until 7 pm you worked hard with a lot of different stuff, and you were getting really cold too, especially your hands were getting cold.. You couldn't believe that people showed up to this show, even though the weather was killing!.. You thought about the guys who had been in their warm bus until now, since they were going on stage soon. You had seen Rob and Joe near the scene, but not the other guys.. The wind was so strong now that things were flying around on the air, so you had to be really carefull, and watch the air for something that could fly into your head.. It was dark because of the clouds and you felt like a zombie right now..
"Cath?! We need you over here with setting these LP plates up" Bob commanded as two huge guys were walking with two huge plates to set up on the stage..
*omg* you thought and almost gave up immediately.. This was going to be hard! Besides that, it was also raining and your hair was wet and tangled.. AND it was only TWO men?.. Where were all the others?..
"Angela!?" Bob yelled, standing beside you.. You looked in his direction and saw Angelas head emerged from behind big box.. She quickly looked into the sky and then ran towards you through the muddy grass..
"What's up Bob?" she asked, her hair was wet and she looked just as soaked as you did.. Typically Bob he had already made friends with the local team, like he always did, he was such a nice man!.. You couldn't be more great full for a better boss..
"We need some help with the art-plates" he said and began to walk with quick steps towards the two men who almost had got the plates to the scene..
"Hey Angela, this sucks huh?" you said and smiled..
"Hey Catherine, yearh it does.. And looks like we both are soaked" she said and giggled..
"Yearh.. Hope that this is over quick, the band are going on stage soon" you said.. This wasn't going to be so hard.. You came to the front of the stage were people were waiting for the next band (lp) to come on stage.. The men had placed the plates in both the left and the right side of stage, laying down on floor.. The wind was really hard and a few papers were flying around in the air...
"Cath and Angela, go to the left plate and lift when I say it!" Bob told you.. You both walked to each side of the plate, it was a tall plate and you thought it difficult to hold because of the wind..
"Are you ready Angela?" you yelled to her, the wind was so strong that it was hard to hear what you said to eachother..
"I think so!" she yelled back..
"LIFT" Bob yelled and you both lifted the big plate up so that it was standing upright.. The wind took a big hold in the plate and you pushed your hold body to against the plate to hold it..
"Were the fuck is the nail machine?!" Bob yelled from behind of the plate.. SHIT, you had placed the nail machine somewhere in the back of the stage, even though you were told to put it up here!
*SHIT SHIT SHIT!* you thought and felt the Hugh plate once again give a blow..
"It's in the very back of the stage by the white table!" you yelled to Bob..
"WHAT?.. Cath you .. Idiot" he yelled as he ran to get the nail machine.. Your fingers were cold and they hurt a lot.. You felt like the plate was cutting in to your fingers, and if you led go of the plate it would be broken or fly into the air and down on the people in the crowd.. You skewed over at Angela, she had a hard time too, but it was difficult to see because your bangs were in the way of your vision..
"BOOB?!" you desperately yelled, but couldn't see him..
"I can't hold it much longer" you heard Angela say.. A lot of thoughts were going through your head.. This was very dangerous, lot of people could be hurt, and it was your fault, you forgot to place the nail machine here at the front of the stage.. You felt hopeless and small, this was too much.. What the fuck were you thinking?!.. Suddenly you felt to arms came from behind of you and took a grip of the plate.. You felt someone behind you close up against your back with both arms on both side of you.. You skewed over at Angela again and saw Chester do the same thing like the one behind you did.. By the looks of the persons hands, and the fact the Chester was there, you assumed that it was Mike standing behind you helping to hold the plate.. You still held on so much you could, but felt more warm and safe now, with someone hovering over you..
"Just hold on Cath" you heard Mike yell from behind you.. He sounded just like when he was cheering the crowed up.. You didn't answer but just held on, you were so great full for Mike and Chester right now.. Your fingers hurt a lot more now and it was unbearable to hold on.. Bob came running from around a corner, with the nail machine..
"HURRY UP BOB" Mike yelled .. His face were close your shoulder, so you could almost feel his neck.. Bob quickly ran to plate and did the stuff to make it stabile..
"You can led go now" he yelled and backed away.. Both you and Mike led go the same time, and pain shut through your fingers in the second you led go.. You were almost on the edge of crying..
"Are you okay Cath?" Mike asked, he had to hold his face really close so you could hear anything.. You turned around and looked at Mike, he had a hoody on so the crowd wouldn't recognize him.. You REALLY wanted to hug Mike cause you were SO great full.. And you couldn't hold yourself.. Without answering you just took a step forward and hugged Mike around his waist, cuddling your head into his Chest, you wanted to cry but didn't..
"wow hey, take it easy Cath it's over now" he said and hugged you back.. You felt warm and safe in that hug and you wished you could stay there forever.. But you quickly came to think of that you had said to yourself not to fall him!.. You pushed a little away..
"Come on, we can't stand here on the scene" he said and took a arm around your shoulder to follow you to the back..
You walked to the back where there was roof and a lot of boxes lined up by the wall..
"Mike, I'm SO great full, i mean, I thought i was going to die!" you said and moved so that you were standing in front of him..
"Yearh, you two looked like you needed some help" he said and looked at his hands.. You couldn't see them though.. You considered saying to Mike that it was your own fault but stopped when Chester and Angela came around the corner.. You had completely forgotten about them.. Angela must've been really exited since it was Chester who had helped her.. Come on her FAVORITE from Linkin Park and then he heroically shows up and "saves" her.. They were talking and smiling ..
"That was fucking crazy, my fingers were almost smashed!" he said to Mike who had turned around to greet them..
"Tell me about it!" Mike said with a smirk ..
"Are you ready Mike and Chester?" You heard Toms voice say .
"Oh yearh, we have to go on stage now" Mike said and followed Tom and Chester to the front again..
When they were out of sight you looked at Angela and she looked at you.. She made a really crazy chocked face and formed the words "oh my god" with her mouth with out saying it.. You did the same and formed the words "I know!" with you mouth.. You were glad on her behalf..
"That was the wildest thing I've EVER experienced!!" she squeaked, lifting one of her legs..
"I KNOW! .. It was SO wild!!.. I was so great full that the guys came! I mean I was almost near crying!" you squeaked back..
"Exactly!! I was dying when Chester came.. This is the craziest things that have ever happened to me!" she said with a big mouth..
"I felt so small.. And .. Then Mike came and.." you stopped yourself.. You were sounding like.. like.. You were in love with... Or something like that!.
"YEARH!! Oh, weren't you relieved when he came hovering over you? It was soo sweat" she squeaked, saving you out of that sentence... That was Exactly how you felt.. But in some way you denied it..
"Well, yearh I was really great full.. But.. Well, I'm used to Mike" were the only thing you managed to say.. Before she could answer Bob yelled..
"Cath, can i speak to you?". You looked behind at Bob.. He looked serious..
"Yearh sure" you said inferior.. You knew that this wasn't good..
you walked to a empty tent in silence..
"Cath... How did you know that the nail machine was by the white table?" Bob asked seriously.. You felt really guilty for what had happened..
"I placed it there" you said looking down a your feeds.. Bob sighed in annoyance..
"Cath, did you know how dangerous that was?! A lot of people including yourself could've been hurt a lot!.. You were really lucky that there didn't happen anything to Mike and Chester though, it would've been catastrophically!" he said to you.. You often forgot how important the members was, it was just that.. They were so normal, that it made you forget that they were THE reason for why you were here.. You felt really ashamed, he was right.. It would've been catastrophically if ANYONE got hurt..
"B-boob, I'm so so sorry, I don't know what I was thinking.. I-I.. Please don't fire me!" you said, remembering what he was capable of..
".. Cath, I'm not gonna fire you.. And I'm letting you go with a warning.. Just be carefull.. Small things really means something" he said and patted you on your shoulder..
"Now go eat some food, in the food tent" he said and blinked to you..
"THANKS Bob, you are so great, i owe you so much" you said and bowed ..
"Just go eat" he said and waved you away..
In one and a half our you ate, and warmed yourself, waiting for the show to be over.. You didn't see Angela in that time and wondered were she was..You were happy for her, it must've been some of a experience to meet Chester.. You heard Chester say goodbye in his usual way, to the crowd .. You better go ask, how Mike was.. He had probably had it as hard as you had and you didn't really got the change to ask him.
You walked from the tent and over the muddy grass to the back of the scene.. It had stopped raining, luckily .. You went to the place were you saw Mike and Chester the last and found all the guys sitting on the big boxes. Phoenix, Chester and Mike on the right side and Joe, Rob and Brad on the left side.. You saw Angela sitting in squad position in front of Chester, looking at his hands, with some cotton in her hand dabbing Chester hand.. You couldn't see Mike for Chester and Angela.. So you just walked over to see what Angela was doing.. Seemed that Chester had got some a wounds across his fingers, you then looked at Mikes hands who were laying upside down in his lap, having the same wound as Chester..
"Oh my god, what happened?!" you said and looked back and forward at Chester and Mike.. Mike hesitated but spoke..
"Got the wound when we were helping with the plate thing" Mike said looking pitiful..
"What?.. Really?! Why didn't you say that?.." you said surprised feeling the guilt come again.. Before Mike could answer you spoke again..
"How could you guys even put on a show?.. I mean, you play the guitar Mike!!" you said.. You were chocked.. This was all your fault.. Mike opened his mouth but you spoke again..
"Oh my god! You have been in pain all the time!.. And it's all my fault!" you said and held your hand to your forehead. You knew that Mike had some other stuff to say, but he choose to answer your last statement..
"What do you mean? It was not your fault, we choose to help you our self" he said confused..
"Mike.. Chester.. Orh! you idiots!.." you said, you were really frustrated right now..
"OKAY, now we are idiots" Mike said looking at the other guys..
"Auch!" you heard Chester say.. You looked down at his hands..
"What's gotten to you Cath?" Angela asked, still cleaning Chesters hands..
"It's .. I .. Sorry.. it's.. What about your hands Mike? They need to be treated" you said avoiding the question.. Both Angela, Chester and Mike himself looked at Mikes hands..
"This is the only cotton we have here.. Everything is a mess today" Angela answered.. You looked at Mikes hands, you felt so guilty..
"Maybe there is something in the bus" Brad said looking at his fingers too..
"Yes that's it!" you said looking like you got a brilliant idea..
"Come with me Mike, I'll treat your fingers" you said made a gesture for him to follow.. While you both walked to the bus, thoughts were spinning around in your head.. You felt so guilty for what have happened to Mike, you wanted to give him a hug and say you were sorry and explain it all.. But something held you back.. You couldn't explain it, but at least you had insisted in treating him, since it was your fault.. He probably wondered why YOU wanted to help him.. You felt depressed.. and sad..
"Cath you don't have to help i can" he said but you cut him off..
"It's MY fault so I help you" you said looking straight forward..
"You are wird Cath" he said smirking.. But you ignored it.. Why were you so concerned about him anyway?.. Whatever.. you thought.. You entered the bus it was nice and warm, like always..
"It's over there in the locker" he said, while i sat down in the littler coach by the wall of the bus.. You walked over and found some cotton and some cleaning water.. You were still thinking as hard as you could to find something to say to him..
You kneeled down in front of him and took his right hands in your hands while you cleaned with the other.. You felt him looking at you, watching what you were doing..
".. Why didn't you tell me that you got hurt?" you asked him silently.. He hesitated but then spoke
"I didn't want you to be worried, besides it isn't that bad" he said in a cheering way.. Both anger and sadness was boiling up in you..
"Mike, you shouldn't had helped me!" you snapped..
"Stop that shit Cath" he said seriously..
"NO MIKE! If anything had happened to you, or Chester, the hole show could've been cancelled, and I would've been fired!" you suddenly bursted out, but held you hand in front of mouth when you had said it, regretting it.. He looked at you in shock..
"Is that the only thing you think about?.. Don't you see as friends in ANY possible way?!" he said sounding a little pissed.. Now you had made him angry..
"No that was not what i meant Mike, I'm sorry " you said again and began to clean his fingers again.. There were silence between the two of you..
"It's just that.. I was supposed to place the nail machine at the front of the stage, but instead i placed it in the back.. If anything had happened to you I would kill my self!.. You are the only friends, besides Bob, I have here.. " you said holding the tears in..
Mike POV..
"It's just that.. I was supposed to place the nail machine at the front of the stage, but instead i placed it in the back.. If anything had happened to you I would kill my self!.. You are the only friends, besides Bob, I have here.. " she said still cleaning his hands. Her face looked tormented and sad, and it was hard to look at her without embracing her.. He suddenly realized that this was her only way of making money, and she must've been lonely sometimes.. He always had the guys, and actually it was hard for him to be alone sometimes, even though he enjoyed others company.. He felt sorry for her, she wasn't a musician like him, she made her money in another way.. He loved his job, he loved what he did and had his friends around all the time.. He didn't know what to say, he just looked at her taking care of his fingers.. It was kind of cute..
"Cath... Friends help each other, even if it carries the risk of risking their own life" he said, making it official that they were friends now.. She looked up at him, she looked like she was on the edge of crying.
"You are such a sissy Mike" she said in a joking way, smilling..
Your POV
He laughed at that comment..
"And she's back again!" he said .. Before you could answer the other guys barged in to the bus..
"Home sweet home" Brad said, as the first one to enter, both you and Mike looked at him..
"Oh, was i interrupting in something special?" he said joking..
"eeh no" both you and Mike said and looked around in the bus.. You could see from Brads point of view, you and Mike sitting alone in this bus.. Chester came inside too
"Look at my fingers, am I the coolest guy here or what?" he said making "spirit fingers".. He had plaster on every single fingers in a nice straight line..
"I want that too" Mike said and pointed at Chester.. But suddenly you remembered the time and looked at the watch in the bus...
"SHIT, I have to meet Tom in 10 minutes!" you said and quickly got up..
"Sorry Mike, you have to ask Brad to give plasters on" you said, joking..
"Hurry before Tom leaves without you!" Rob said followed by the other guys.. GOD you hated Tom, why could he never wait for you, and it was NO fun to drive with Tom.. You really wanted to drive with the guys, but you didn't have the guts to ask Tom, he would probably be mad at you..
