"Long Awaited" Chapter 37: "Don't Do This To Me"

A Life Was Fulfilled Today...

Virginia's POV:

A week after we visited my parents, David asked me out to go to a charming little restaurant he found while on tour one time. I was really excited to go that night and I hadn't a clue why, I just was. At about 7 o' clock, David and I were ready to go and we drove over to the restaurant. I was really hungry, but I didn't know what I wanted. David walked in very casually, not even hiding his face. He thought that brought attention to himself and I thought that was really intelligent of him.

David: "2 please."

Waiter: "Right this way, Sir" he turned around quickly and I knew he was thinking "OH MY GOD! IT'S DAVID ARCHULETA!" To that, I laughed silently to myself.

I could see he was trying to calm himself to not blow his cover.

Waiter: "Your server will be with your shortly." And with a little skip, he hopped away into the kitchen like a little school girl in a way.

David: "Well that's awkward."

Me: "Haha, you're telling me..." and we both laugh rather loudly.

After about 7 minutes, someone has their eyes locked on David sitting across the table from me and I could tell who it was. It was the server, she was trying to work up the courage to come over to the table and not to fangirl all over him. I remembered how it was with me.

Server: "Hey sweetie, my name is Courtney and I'll be your server tonight. Should we start you off with a drink or are you ready to order?"

David flashes her a smile and I could tell her heart was about to jump out of her chest. "I think we're ready to order, right honey?"

Me: "Umm...yeah" I try to stifle the laughs I'm about to choke up.

Courtney takes our order and when she walks away and David looks right back at me, I watch her walk away. She takes the order form and starts fanning herself and I can no longer hold the laughs back and I burst out laughing.

David: "What's so funny?!"

Me: "Did you see her?"

David: "No, I only see you."

Me: "Awww, David. What has gotten into you tonight, you've been so romantic."

David: "I don't know..." he slides his eyes gracefully to the left. I know he was just not saying why and he knew why, but maybe it was a private matter. I smile at him and he smiles back, now, I kind of felt like that waitress.

Courtney comes back about 10 minutes later with our food and we thank her. As soon as she leaves, we begin to eat our food. For some bizarre reason, David didn't take his eyes off of me. I was getting really discomposed and he noticed, like he always did, and he took his eyes off of me to look down at his plate.

Me: "David, why do you keep looking at me?"

David: "Just admiring your beauty."

I blush and look to the side, trying to hide it, but it never works, he knows me too well.

David: "And that's something I love about you."

Me: "What?"

David: "How you get so embarrassed by the slightest complement. How you don't want to show it. How you love without a word. And how you feel without touch."

Me: "Woah, David! You're a poet now?"

David: "Not exactly, just came to my head..."

Me: "You're making me cry...don't do this to me."

David: "Do what?"

Me: "You know..." I start making hand motions...

David: "Well..."

*To Be Continued*

"Long Awaited" Chapter 36: "And It Continues..."

Narration:

Miley has her planned plotted out against Virginia and David. She's already put it into action, but how would the rest go down? No one shall know.

Virginia's POV:

I feel my phone ring once again. I pick up my phone in front of David this time because I decide it's safe.

Me: "Hello?"

Caller: "You don't have much time."

Me: "Why won't you tell me who you are?!"

Caller: "It's still none of your concern."

And the line disconnects again. David can see anguish in my eyes. I have been receiving calls like these for months now and it's really starting to get on my nerves. Not knowing who this girl is is really scary and I just want her to stop. After the 4th call, I thought it might have been a fan of David's who isn't happy with my dating him...but even after David addressed the matter over the internet, using a public service announcement, nothing stopped. He assured me that if it was a fan, they would have stopped because they respect him too much to let this continue and know that it is distressing him just as much as it is me. Plus, most of the fans really liked me so why would they do this to me? By the 8th call, I thought it might be a friend just trying to freak me out. I called them all and none of them fessed up to it. When the sincerity in their voices factored in, I knew it wasn't them. By the 12th call, I had no idea who it might be because most people would have discontinued their harassment so I came to the conclusion that...A: This person is very persistent and isn't giving up until I make them or B: It is someone I don't know.

David is on free time now. I asked him to come to New York he could meet me parents if he felt like he had to. When I asked him, he seemed very relieved and I was happy because he agreed. I wanted to see how he got along with my family, although I was sure they'd love him to death...especially my mom.

The Day Of The Meeting:

Me: "David, remember, it's just my parents. I know they'll love you."

David: "If you're sure."

I go inside the house and introduce David to my parents. He shakes my father's hand and gives my mother a hug. I could tell they already liked him.

Dad: "So David, what's up?"

David: "Umm, well, Sir..."

Dad: "Oh, just call me Ray..."

David: "Haha, that's the name of my tour manager."

Dad: "Really? That's nice!"

Me: *whispers to Dad* "Don't humor him!"

Mom: "Have you been taking good care of our daughter?"

Me: "Mom! Of course he has!"

Mom: "Just checking."

Me: "Sometimes I wonder about you." I shake my head at her and laugh.

For the next like 20 minutes, my parents burn David with questions. I frequently ask them to calm it down, but they don't...whatever. As the interrogation of David continues, I receive another phone call and excuse myself from the room. Being very guarded right now, I answer with hostility.

Me: "Tell me who you are!"

Jennifer: "Your best friend!"

Me: "Jennifer?!"

Jennifer: "Yeah, who else could it be, silly?"

*To Be Continued*