America's Suitehearts

Fun Fact: While CC may have the body and appearance of a grown adult man in his thirties, he is actually an eight year old and should not be left unsupervised near a gift shop, even for the five minutes it takes to get a bottle of water from a vending machine. Now we’re getting weird looks from the parking attendant as I watch CC make his brand new remote controlled toy velociraptor (which we named Vivian) roar and wave its arms at me in the car window as we stand in the parking lot at the Aquarium. It could be worse. He could’ve gotten the bigger one instead.
“Bye, Vivian!” I said as I waved back
“Make sure no one steals our shit, okay Vivian?” added CC before putting her remote in his pocket and grabbing my hand “So, do you wanna see the fishies or get food first?” he asked me as I lead the way to the building
“I thought you said you were starving?” I asked
“I am, but I’m trying to be polite.” He said which made me smile
“Well, I know it’s hard to be gentleman on an empty stomach, so let’s go eat first.” I replied as we stepped over the tracks of the little train ride on to the fairground kind of area just in front of the entrance of the restaurant section of the building
“So baby girl, we’re going on the Ferris wheel later, right?” asked CC as we approached the door
“Uh, fuck yeah!” I answered while I walked in through the door he held open for me “Thanks, babe.”
**CC’s POV**
We’d been seated for maybe four minutes and had just gotten our drinks when Ash texted me and since Hailz was busy texting Alex because he was freaking out about something at the hotel so I didn’t feel too bad about checking my phone at the table.
Ash: Did you see Max’s tweet?
Me: No, what did he say?
Ash: It may or may not have involved that picture of Hailz’s ass you posted
Aw fuck no. I quickly went and checked Twitter and sure enough that baby-faced shit head had shared the picture with the comment “If I was at that exhibit, I would be breaking the no touching the masterpieces rule!” and oh god was I fucking pissed! You’ve already broken that rule, dumbass! I glanced over at Hailz for a second. And the worst fucking part is that she doesn’t even remember!
It was the night that I’d won my bet with Max and gotten Hailey’s number. At first, Max had been a pretty good sport about it and paid for our round of drinks as promised, but once Hailz had gone back to work and he’d had a couple more drinks, he started getting bitter, muttering that it had been rigged or that I’d cheated somehow. I didn’t pay him much attention, but after a while I got sick of him grumbling in the background and went and sat at the bar so I could hang out with Hailz. We ended up talking about all kinds of stuff, like she talked about how her stepdad’s job had required them to move around the globe a few times and about how she had met Alex, I talked about my own travels and the weird things I’ve seen and people I’ve met, we both prattled on about our pugs, and it was an overall very enjoyable time. Once she had finished her shift, I ended up asking her to stay awhile and she happily obliged. At one point she let me check out some pictures of Mikey on her phone and I wound up scrolling through her picture gallery while I held the phone out of her reach so she couldn’t take it back. There were pictures of her friends, cats, a few of her and the other bartenders in bikinis (I’m not even going to lie, I totally took a mental snapshot of those pictures for later), and I eventually came across a string of selfies taken with Craig, Ryan, and Cameron at what I was about ninety percent sure was this past Warped Tour. She told me that she liked to get selfies with band members so that one day when she’s ‘old and decrepit’ she can show her grandkids that she was the most badass granny in the nursing home. Anyway, I decided to help her with her quest to collect band selfies and brought her around to everyone’s tables and got them to take selfies with us. Everything was going great, I got a picture of Andy using her head as an elbow rest and one where Ronnie picked her up and pretended to throw her across a parking lot, all was good in the world until I took her over to where Of Mice & Men was sitting. I had just finished taking a picture of her with Austin and Alan when it happened. There was a loud smack then Hailz yelped like a chihuahua that had gotten stepped on while her hands flew to protect her butt from any more assaults and Austin had grabbed whoever caused all this. Alan and I were too busy making sure Hailz was okay to notice who Austin had caught at first, but to be honest, I already had a sinking suspicion that it was Max before I even saw Austin pin him against the wall and start yelling at him. Craig quickly came over and apologized on his behalf, said that he hadn’t been paying attention to how many drinks Max was having so he’d gone over his allowance, apologized again to Hailz, then took Max and left the bar. Unsurprisingly, Hailz didn’t stick around much longer after that, but before she left I saw the blondie bartender give her a shot of something to calm her down. I’m not sure what was in that shot, but while it may have made her forget what Max did, I haven’t forgotten.
“I’m so sorry about that, I know it’s rude to be on the phone during a date, but one of the ovens in the hotel kitchen broke and nearly set everything on fire and Alex was having a panic attack…CC? Are you alright? You look pissed…” she said, snapping me back into the present
“Oh, yeah, I’m fine, it’s just…some people are taking it a bit too far in the comments of that booty pic.” I lied. As pissed as I was, I wasn’t going to let Max mess up our pseudo-Valentine’s date. “I think I’m just going to delete it.”
“I have no objections to that.” She said before taking a sip of water from the glass in front of her. When did they bring us water?
“Yeah, in hindsight it wasn’t my best idea.” I agreed as I went to delete the photo, but before I actually did, I scanned through some of the actual comments. “However, the general consensus is that you have a cute ass, in case you were wondering.” I added as put my phone away. Her cheeks went a touch pink as she took another sip with the hint of a smile on her lips. God, her ass isn’t the only thing about her that’s cute. “But, yeah, anyway, what did you say happened at the hotel? An oven caught fire?”

Notes

If you're a bit confused on exactly what's happening in the sorta flashback part, then go back and skim through chapters 6-8 and 16 and hopefully it will somewhat make sense. If not just tell me in the comments and I'll do my best to clear it up.