Luna and Colson have been sitting by the pool together for the last couple of hours as the party disintegrates. He fires up a joint and passes it to her. Then fires up another for himself.
"Cheers." She giggles, lifting her joint towards his and making him chuckle at her as his meets her's.
It had been a wild but intimate night. They had partied with tons of mutual and new friends, both keeping up their social personas. Yet, they still had also found the time and space to get to know each other. They had talked about their childhoods, parents, more about his daughter, drug use and fame. He wants her to listen to the new album he's working on. Her playing him some of her own stuff. The only things they didn't discuss inside out were the separate worries on each of their minds.
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"So, how long have you known Ash and Pete? Colson asks Luna.
"Ahhh... A long time." She begins. "I've known them both since we were kids starting out on the scene. I met her at a house party when I was 16yrs old." Luna remembers it well. "She had ran away and we clicked, so I brought her home like a lost puppy for a few days." Luna smiles while laughing. Colson allowing himself to be engulfed by her presence. "My Mom-mom looooves her. And Pete, she loves him too..." She continues. "There used to be this great bar in Bed-Stuy called the Kumm on Inn. They never carded and did all kinds of different open mics. So, you'd get this great crowd and incredible range of acts. It was a really fucking cool spot, I used to post up there sometimes, just to shoot or draw. That's where I met Pete, he was just wandering around. So green." She smiles like she has a secret. "I grabbed him one night and we smoked a blunt in the cut. To this day he's one of my favorite motherfuckers." She reminisces with a grin and a hint of amusement in her blue eyes. "I'm pretty sure I have photos of him from that night." She laughs. "How 'bout you?" She asks.
"I met them both on set." Colson answers. "Just kinda hit it off right away with Ash, you know?" He looks at her. "I met Pete on Wilden' Out but we didn't click until The Dirt. Been rolling hard ever since."
It's almost sunrise and little glints of light bounce off of Luna's hair. Her blue eyes are sparkling. Taking on a different perspective every time she looks at him, kinda like a kaleidescope.
"She's absolutely Fucking gorgeous." He can't help but think.
"You're amazing in The Dirt. Completely embodied Tommy. You should be VERY proud of yourself." She honestly compliments him.
"Thank you, that means a lot coming from someone who knows him well." Colson bashfully smiles at her. "I really worked hard to prepare for the roll."
"Your performance shows it." She beams back at him.
"Jesus fucking Christ. Those eyes and that smile... " Colson's head swims.
"So, you and Ash ever hook up?" She asks with a knowing look.
Caught off guard, sheepishly he looks at her "You know the answer to that."
"I do." Luna replies with an amused smile, she likes to watch Colson squirm.
"You don't believe it?" He asks with a cocked eyebrow.
"I mean, I heard it in real time." She chuckles while shrugging. "So, I know one version of the truth." She goes on to smirk.
"Was it... Thought it was gonna be awesome, ended up weird and awkward, better off friends?" Colson offers with slight embarrassment.
Luna bursts out laughing. "Pretty much!"
"You ever hook up with Pete?" He gives her a SlyEye.
"Fuck no!!" She laughs even louder. "We're too good of friends. Youuuuuuu?" She questions him with a playfully cocked lip.
"ME?" He recoils. "Fuck outta here!" Colson shouts with a laugh. "We're too good of friends." He mocks her to her rolled eyes.
"So... " Luna challenges with a mischievous smile, wiggling her butt in her seat. "Tell me something... " She inhales deeply, bites her bottom lip and exhales slowly before saying "Tell me something you are afraid of, embarrassed about or just don't want me to know." Luna finishes with her blue eyes daring him.
"THIS Bitch is a motherfucking mind reader." Colson thinks to himself in disbelief. "FUCK."
Hmm... " He tries to play it cool. "Aight, I gotchu." He rubs his hands together as he sits up before pulling her chair closer to him. "I remember when you took that picture of me. I looked for you all night after I got OffStage but you were GHOST!" His chuckle is laced with irritation, looking down at their hands wrapped in each other before raises his eyes back up at hers. "That means, I've had a crush on you for almost 10yrs without even knowing your name. Only this insane vibe you and your smile gave me... " He looks away. "It's fucking crazy... But I gotta know though... Where the fuck did you go that night because I looked everywhere and asked everyone and it's been bugging the FUCK outta me for fucking ever." He looks at her, slightly annoyed, slightly embarrassed.
"So much for playing it cool, Asshole." Colson lectures himself.
A little caught off guard, Luna squeezes his hands and looks at him with a sweet smile. "I remember that night too. Very well. That's why I knew I had those negatives. I also remember that exact moment. That's why I chose that picture." She let's out in a husky whisper, looking up into his eyes lovingly.
"So you felt it?" He asks, heart pounding.
"I did." She admits, still holding his gaze.
"Why couldn't I find you then?" He asks her quietly.
Those words break her gaze. She turns her head. Staring out silently.
"ANNNND HERE IT IS, Loons... If you tell him why you left you better tell him the whole fucking thing. UGH. I hate my fucking life."
Luna inhales deeply, sighing. This time rubbing her forehead with her hands before finally resting her chin in one and covering her mouth while her elbow is propped upon her knee. She turns to Colson, who's legs are swinging him back and forth in the swivel patio chair he's sitting in. He stops once he catches her eye, leaning forward as his fingers interlace with each other.
"Tell me." He says firmly.
"Psh. You'd better watch your tone with me. Especially if I'm about to put all my cards on the table too." She states, staring at him unwaveringly.
"I'm sorry. Please tell me." Colson asks, leaning closer.
Luna unlaces his fingers, wrapping hers inside his. Looking him directly in the eyes. "You couldn't find me because I had left because I DID feel it. I had a boyfriend and I knew..." She trails off shaking her head "I don't know what I knew but I knew it wouldn't be fair to him." She answers sadly.
He looks at her "That's definitely NOT what I was expecting. You left because you had a boyfriend, instead of being some thot and cheating on him...? Why do you seem so sad about that?" He asks.
Luna let's go of his hands, scootches back into her chair and draws her knees up to her chest. She's back to rubbing her forehead again. He's starting to notice her little ticks. Sighing is one of them, which she does again before she speaks.
"It's not the night. It's the boyfriend. We were together for 7yrs. 2yrs by the time you and I seen each other. We had a band. An apartment... But we had problems too. His drug use got dangerous and I gave him an ultimatum of sobriety or me. I came home the next afternoon... almost 3yrs ago... " She trails off, eyes welling. She leans down and looks at the ground before looking up into his eyes sadly. Tears trying not to break. "And I found him hanging in our bedroom." She swallows hard, looking back down, letting the tears flow.
"Well the damage is done." She thinks as her heart sinks.
"That's why I'm out here staying with Ash. I finally sold our place and don't really know where I'm going or what's next." Luna partially explains.
A little shocked but more concerned for her, he slightly stands; scooping her up from her chair before sitting back down. Luna shifts in Colson's lap to rest her face against his bare neck and chest. He wraps his arms around her, stroking her hair. They don't say anything for a moment. Just hold each other and breathe.
"FUCK!! Just like Chester." He sadly thinks of his friend while he squeezes her tight. He's thought about it before and even tried but... "FUCK. Pete told me about this, he was his friend too." As Colson's mind races, he has a sudden urge to never let her go.
Luna lifts her head off of his neck as he wipes her tears away with his large thumbs. "Is that too much for you?" She asks, bracing herself for the truth.
"No." Colson shakes his head, reaching up to kiss her. She lets his sweet tongue drown out the buzz in her head. "Here, stand up." He tells her after breaking their kiss
Lifting her to her feet, he goes on to mess around with his phone for a moment before setting it down and taking Luna's hand. "Dance with me." Colson requests from her with an open hand. Accepting it, he pulls her close as the opening chords to Wonderful Tonight begin to play.
🎶It's late in the evening...🎶
Colson begins to sing to her as her blue eyes look up into his. One hand running down his face with the other in his hand against his chest. She smiles, laying her face next to it. His other hand is on the top of her ass. He uses it to press her closer as they dance to Clapton in the early CA morning. No words need to be said other than the lyrics he chooses. He lifts her chin, singing again.
🎶And then she asks me
Do I feel alright
And I said, Darlin'
I feel WONDERFUL tonight🎶
A huge grin playing on his face. Luna laughs softly and asks if he planned it.
"Not at all. Everything about us is kismet." He says with a wink.
Colson lightly kisses her and she lays her head back on his bare chest. Once the song finishes he looks down at her lovingly, sending her into a twirl which makes her giggle as she comes back to his chest.
"Let me take you to bed. It's been a long day and all I really wanna do is hold you." Colson offers Luna.
"Okay." She accepts; leaning up to kiss him once more before taking his hand and letting him lead her into the house.