Chapter Two

“And you don’t have her phone number or a last name?” Richie asked confused.

They were on their way to an award show. The band would perform and present an award. But all together they were already bored, before they reached the venue.

“No, I don’t.” Jon replied for the 50th time. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to tell them about her.

David shook his head. “You are losing it, man. You are losing it.”

Jon rolled his eyes. “Nothing from you Tico?” he asked.

The drummer shrugged his broad shoulders. “How does she know you will see each other again? She doesn’t have your number either.”

They looked at him surprised. “You are right.” Jon said perplexe.

Tico smiled. “Sure I am. My mind is still working; I’m not in the aftershock of a divorce right now.” They all nodded. Somehow logical thinking wasn’t working after a divorce was finalized. They all had been in this state of ‘stupidity’. Tico more than once.

“But she knows who you are. So she can find you.” David said gazing out of the window at the waiting fans along the red carpet.

“Well, she didn’t freak or showed in any way that she recognized me…and she’s a bit younger, so it could be possible…” Jon started.

“Whoa, whoa…younger? How old is she?” Richie asked. “Why are you leaving the best details ‘til the end?”

Jon laughed. “I would say she’s maybe 25 or so. I didn’t ask.” He ran his hands through his hair and put his sunglasses on.

“Ready?” he asked his friends. The guys nodded and he opened the door.

“Joooooooooooooooonnnn. Riiiiiiccchii. Daviiiid. Ticooo.” The screaming was ear-deafening. They posed. They smiled. They walked their way down the carpet. Simply they worked.

“I don’t understand it.” David said when they were seated.

“The screaming?” Jon asked confused.

David rolled his eyes. “No! Your little friend. The screaming is because I’m such a good looking guy!” They all laughed and shook their heads while taking their seats.

The show started and they were bored once again. When someone directed them backstage to get ready for their performance, they nearly raced each other to get out of the public eye.

When they took the stage and the crowd went wild to their music, Jon’s eyes were travelling over the screaming fans. In the right block a woman was sitting motionless, watching the band with awe. He stopped dead and nearly missed the beat. That was her!

Richie looked at him surprised. There weren’t many things that could make him screw up a performance. He searched for his friends eyes and when he found them Jon indicated to watch into the audience.

Richie let his gaze wander and stopped at a young beautiful blond woman sitting in the third row. That was the woman? Wow! No wonder Jon acted like being sixteen again. She looked really hot. Hopefully she wasn’t one of those girls who only wanted to be famous.

Jon couldn’t take his eyes of her. He was completely in his automatic-performance-mode. This would be one of the performances he wouldn’t remember. When they were backstage again, Jon told his bodyguard to go to Kimberly and asked her to come backstage.

Kimberly had seen Jon and the rest of the band arrive. She had to admit he looked really good, even though it was again a black suit and a white dress shirt. You could think he was in mourning.

When he and the band took the stage she was stunned. She’d never seen them live before and even though this was not their own audience they rocked the house. I really need to go to a concert with Fran when they tour again, she thought.

Jon watched her from backstage when his bodyguard delivered his message and was disappointed when she didn’t get up and came with him.

“Why isn’t she coming?” Jon asked slightly pissed when his bodyguard returned.

“She said she’ll meet you at the after show party. She’s not alone…she’s there with that little boy and he wants to see the show.” Jon looked over to her again and saw a maybe seven year old boy sitting next to her and looking with huge eyes at the stage.

Was that her son? Was she married? He didn’t check for a ring when he met her! FUCK!

His band mates could see the panic in his eyes.

“You didn’t check for a ring, buddy.” Richie said. It wasn’t a question but more a statement. Jon shook his head no and ran his fingers frustrated through his hair. He was close to freak out. How could he be so stupid?

“Johnny, calm down. She said she’ll meet you. Now you can only wait.” Tico tried to calm him.

Jon gave him a long look. “How long do you know me, T?”

The drummer rolled his eyes and pushed him towards the exit.