Something About You – Part 16 by ShellyLynn

Republisher’s Note: Good news! This was the last chapter I found on Stenzmania, but I found the rest on another website so we continue the story. There’s some really nice stuff before the unlikely villain arrives. Also, there is mention in the story of a 1984 car. This is probably set in 1998, so while it’s an old car it’s not as ancient as it would be today.
Author’s Note: This is my contribution to ending the fanfic drought. Thanks for the kind comments, they are greatly appreciated. ;)

Something About You – Part 16 by ShellyLynn

Danny paced back and forth across the carpet of his living room, checking the clock on the wall every five minutes to see if it was time to leave for his date with Michelle. The two days since he had seen stretched out like an eternity. He was dying to get a glimpse of her radiant smile, to hear her voice, to kiss her again. He couldn’t believe how far under his skin she’d gotten in just over a month.He looked over at the kitchen counter and the flowers he’d bought for her. He knew that she was probably accustomed to roses, but even with his new job, those daisies cost about as much money as he could splurge, especially considering the tickets he purchased to take her to dinner.He’d heard about this place from a guy at work, a fancy dinner theater that played Shakespeare. He remembered her mentioning one time how much she loved his writing, her favorite play being Romeo and Juliet, so when he found out that was being shown for this week only, he made the decision to take her.

She was surprised when he told her she needed to dress up for their date, obviously expecting someplace more casual for their first time out. He hadn’t told her their destination, although she had tried more than once to pry the information out of him. He was proud of his secret and told her she would simply have to let him surprise her.

He walked back into the bathroom and took another look in the mirror. His new job required wearing a suit on the three days he was in the office, so he had ventured out on his own to make his first business apparel purchase. He returned with three suits, one each of gray, black, and tan and various shirts and ties to go underneath. The shopping spree almost cost him more than his first paycheck, but he figured it was worth the macaroni and cheese he and Mikey would have to eat for the following week.

The suit he’d chosen for this occasion was black, with a bluish-purple shirt underneath and a matching tie. He had to admit that the lady at the store was right, it was a dashing combination. He only hoped his date was as pleased.

He walked back out and realized the time to leave had finally arrived. Mikey was staying the night at a friend from school’s house, so all he had to do was grab the tickets and flowers and head to Michelle’s apartment.

He pulled up to her apartment and parked the car. The drive over had only been about two miles, but it seemed like an eternity and gave him plenty of time to get nervous. It had been a long time since he’d been on a date and never had it been with someone like Michelle. He thought women like Michelle, with the perfect figure and personality, only existed in fairy tales.

He stepped out of his 1984 Honda and walked into the building, taking the elevator to the third floor and walking down the hallway to her apartment. It was amazing how many things he didn’t notice the first time he went there. The circumstances were certainly much different, although he knew that even then he had feelings for her.

He approached her apartment and knocked on the door three times before waiting for a response. When he received none, he knocked again, pausing to listen to the door for any noise inside the apartment. When he heard none, he tried the door, wondering if she was in one of the back rooms and unable to hear. It opened easily and he walked inside, yelling her name as he entered into the main room, setting the flowers down on the table.

He thought he heard music coming from one of the back rooms and walked down the short hallway to her bedroom, the source of the pulsating sound. “Michelle?” he asked cautiously, “Are you in there? It’s me Danny. You didn’t answer your door, so I let myself in.”

When he heard no response, he began to retreat down the hallway toward the living room. As he passed the second door, it suddenly opened and a towel clad female stepped out, knocking right into him as he passed. The loose covering didn’t stay in place and despite her attempt to hold it up, it slid to the floor, leaving her naked before him.

“What are you doing in here?” she shrieked as she reached for the towel, trying to cover her nakedness. “You’re early.”

Danny was just as embarrassed as she, his face betraying his discomfort as he turned around to let her cover herself. “I was supposed to pick you up at 6,” he said, his voice trembling as he tried to force the image of her nude body out of his mind.

She stepped back into the bathroom and grabbed her robe, slipping into it before returning to the hallway. “I’m sorry,” she said, her cheeks still flushed, partially from her hot shower and partially due to the mortifying situation she found herself in. “I thought you said 7. I just got home fifteen minutes ago.”

“No,” Danny sighed, turning to face her. “It’s my fault. I should have made sure you were clear on the time and I most certainly shouldn’t have barged in here.”

“Let’s call it even,” Michelle laughed, breaking the tension. “If you’ll excuse me for a few minutes, I’ll hurry up and get ready.”

She rushed into her bedroom to change and Danny went to the living room to wait for her. Five minutes later, a knock on the door interrupted the silence.

“Can you get that?” Michelle yelled from her room.

Danny walked over to the door, having no idea who could possibly be on the other side. As he looked through the opening, he was surprised to see Bill Lewis.

“Bill,” he said, opening the door for him to come in.

“Danny,” Bill said surprised. “What are you doing here?”

“Michelle and I were just about to go out for dinner,” he answered, slightly annoyed by the intrusion. He remembered what Michelle told them about their seemingly platonic friendship, but he couldn’t help but notice the way Bill looked at Michelle whenever he was around her.

“Really?” Bill questioned, unnerved. “Where are you going?”

“It’s a surprise,” Danny answered, shaking his doubts out of his head. “I’m taking her to the theater over on Chester.”

“I have a date myself, but I don’t know where we’re going,” Bill tells him. “She planned the evening. I’m just supposed to pick her up.”

“Have a good time,” Danny said absentmindedly, looking at his watch.

“Look, I was driving past and I just wanted to stop by and say hi,” he returned, “but I need to get going.”

“We’re about to leave as well,” Danny tells him, looking anxiously at the entrance-way Michelle should be walking through any minute.

“I’ll leave you alone then,” he says, walking out the door.

“That was weird,” Danny whispers, turning around and walking back into the living room.

“Who was that?” a voice came from the hallway, spinning his head around.

“Wow!!!” he gasped. “You look incredible.”

“Thanks,” she blushed, smoothing the material of her short red dress. “Who was here?”

“Bill stopped by to say hi,” he told her, his eyes still taking in every inch of her beauty.

“Oh,” she sighed, shifting uncomfortably from one heal clad foot to the other.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, lifting her chin to look in her eyes.

“Nothing,” she responded distantly. “He has just been acting different lately.”

“You two are friends, right?” Danny asked her, not wanting to admit his own fears about Mr. Lewis.

“Yeah,” she relaxed, “I guess it just seems strange because he just hasn’t been around for a while. Don’t we need to get going?”

“Yeah,” he smiled. “I almost forgot to give you these,” he continued, handing her the flowers from the counter. “I know they aren’t exactly roses.”

“They’re beautiful,” she whispered, her face breaking into a huge smile. “I love them.”

Im glad, he breathed, relaxing a little as he grabbed her coat and helped her into it. Lets go.

They made their way to his car in silence and he ran around to open her door for her. “Sorry about the car,” he apologized, “I haven’t really been able to afford anything new for a while.”

“It’s fine,” she said, reaching out to touch his shoulder in a gesture of reassurance. “You know I don’t care about any of that. I just want to spend some time with you.”

He smiled at her answer, leaning in to press a soft kiss to her lips. “You really are amazing.”

“I know,” she laughed, feigning arrogance. “But we mustn’t wait any longer to depart or were going to be late.”

“Then by all means,” he smiled, closing her door behind her. He made his way to the other side and slid into the driver’s seat to begin their journey.

Ten minutes later, they arrived at the front of the Allen Theater and pulled up to the valet parking and exited the vehicle. The attendant seemed less than thrilled with the old car, but drove it around to the lot nonetheless.

“What are we doing here, Danny?” she asked as soon as they stepped onto the sidewalk. “These tickets cost a fortune.”

“I wanted to do something special for you. After everything you have done for Mikey and me, I thought I could use this chance to begin to repay you,” he told her, taking her hand in his as they walked to the door.

“You didn’t have to repay me at all. I did those things because I care about you,” she told him.

“And I’m doing this for the same reason. Come on, Michelle. Let me do this for you. I know you want to see this show.”

“How do you know that?” she asked playfully, as she turned to face him.

“Because I know everything,” he joked, kissing her nose. “Let’s go inside. “We don’t want to miss the beginning.”

They made their way to their table and took their seats. “This is wonderful,” she whispered, leaning her head against his arm. “Thank you.”

“Believe me,” he laughed, as he looked at her smiling face resting against him. “The pleasure is definitely mine.”

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“I don’t care if you’re sold out. I need tickets for this show.”

“I’m sorry, sir,” the frustrated clerk told him, “There is another show tomorrow evening.”

“I need to be in there tonight. It’s extremely important,” he reaffirmed in hushed tones, sliding a hundred-dollar bill under the window.

“I’m sorry, sir,” came the response, pushing the crisp bill back out. “There’s nothing I can do.”

The man angrily shoved the bill into his suit pocket, thinking of another way around the situation when his companion spoke up. “What do you think you’re going to gain from spying on them anyway? She obviously enjoys slumming, so let her be. There are other women who would take your affections much more seriously,” she purred, rubbing her body against him suggestively.

“I want to know just how serious they are. I always want to know everything I can about even the smallest obstacles like Santos. Besides, this battle is far from over. I always get what I want.”

Shelly

 

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