The real Chapter 3: I Want you to Want me
Scooter looked in amazement at the bright lights shining on the billboard. Bob's Karaoke and Bar definitely wasn't what Scooter had expected when Lonnie asked him out. Walking into the peculiar restaurant, Scooter noticed the unexpectedly crowded area. Bright disco like lights swirled around the room with D J's working the tracks.
“You really wouldn't expect this much of a crowd in a place like this, based on the outer appearance at least.” Scooter half yelled over the ruckus of the young couples dancing around the small space. Lonnie laughed at his confused expression.
“It's supposed to be that way, no one would expect to find a place like this.” She waved her arms around for emphasis. Scooter only nodded, not wanting to waste his voice by pointless shouting.
“C'mon, I want to show you something.” Lonnie pulled Scooter through swarming mass of dancers. Pulling to a stop in front of one of the D J's, Lonnie introduced Scooter.
“Scooter, I'd like you to meet an old friend of mine. This DJ Raja. Raja, meet Scooter.” Lonnie pulled Scooter closer to the other man. He had dark skin and a bright smile, Scooter guessed he was from African descent.
“Hallo, Scootar.” He had a strong African accent too. He flashed a warm at Scooter and offered him his hand. Scooter accepted, dismissing him as an unimportant rival.
“It's Nice to meet you DJ Raja.” Scooter answered politely.
“Please,” The young African intervened, “call me Raja. Everyone does.” He smiled again, turning to Lonnie, he asked, “Do you want the usual?” He asked mischievously. Lonnie grinned and nodded in answer. Pulling Scooter behind her, Lonnie led him to a stage he hadn't seen before.
“Yo, yo, yo! I want y'all to listen up! I got some special friends here tonight and they're gonna sing for us on this special evenin'!” DJ Raja's voice boomed out from some unseen speakers. Scooter swiveled to find Lonnie standing behind him holding a mic.
“You can't be serious?!” Scooter asked, clearly frightened.
“Oh, Come on! It's not like you haven't sung before!” Lonnie answered, slightly exasperated. “Besides, you know the song. Trust me.” She gave him a look that made his heart jump out of his skin.
“Okay.” He mumbled softly.
“What?!” Lonnie yelled, trying to hear what Scooter had said.
“I said okay!” Scooter yelled back, almost laughing. Giving the DJ the thumbs up, Scooter turned to where lyrics were being shown. Scooter nearly choked. Yes, he knew
of the song, not the song itself per say....
Lonnie started out, singing soulfully into the mic. Scooter started back away, unsure. Lonnie looked at him and held him in place with her gaze.
I want you to want me.
I need you to need me.
I'd love you to love me.
She reached out to Scooter as if begging him to stay.
I'm beggin' you to beg me.
I want you to want me.
I need you to need me.
I'd love you to love me.
She motioned Scooter sing along, inhaling sharply he sang into the mic, praying he wouldn't mess up.
I'll shine up my old brown shoes.
I'll put on a brand new shirt
Scooter pulled on his shirt collar, causing the crowd to roar.
I'll get home early from work
if you say that you love me.
Scooter started to sing with emphasis, pointing at Lonnie and singing along with her.
Didn't I, didn't I, didn't I,
see you cryin' (cryin, cryin').
Oh, Didn't I, didn't I, didn't I,
see you cryin' (cryin, cryin')
Feelin' all alone without a friend
you know you feel like dyin' (dyin', dyin').
Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I,
see you cryin' (cryin', cryin').
Lonnie sang alone again, jumping and moving in time with the song. Scooter moved closer, dancing and twisting around and in time to her.
I want you to want me.
I need you to need me.
I'd love you to love me.
I'm beggin' you to beg me.
Joining her, Scooter sang without hesitation, barely looking at the lyrics screen.
I'll shine up my old brown shoes.
I'll put on a brand new shirt
I'll get home early from work
if you say that you love me.
Didn't I, didn't I, didn't I,
see you cryin' (cryin, cryin').
Oh, Didn't I, didn't I, didn't I,
see you cryin' (cryin, cryin')
Feelin' all alone without a friend
you know you feel like dyin' (dyin', dyin').
Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I,
see you cryin' (cryin', cryin').
Feelin' all alone without a friend
you know you feel like dyin' (dyin', dyin'). Scooter acted as if he had a knife in his hand and plunged it into his heart.
Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I,
see you cryin' (cryin', cryin').
Feelin' all alone without a friend
you know you feel like dyin' (dyin', dyin').
Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I,
see you cryin' (cryin', cryin').
The song slowed and Scooter, along with Lonnie stepped closer together with each beat.
I want you to want me.
Scooter placed a hand around her back, pulling her closer.
I need you to need me.
Placing her arm around his neck, Lonnie pulled Scooter's face closer to her own.
Scooter barely whispered the words into the mic.
I'd love you to love me.
I'm beggin' you to beg me.
Closing the distance, Lonnie pressed a soft kiss to Scooter's own, the rest is history.
XxX
Kermit sat in bed, mentally counting down the months till the babies' due date. If it was almost February, then the babies would be due in October. Walking over to the calendar, circling the whole month. We have a long way to go. He mused to himself. Hearing the phone ring, he padded over to the home phone and answered.
"Hello?" He asked. Unprepared for what he was about to here. If only he had known....
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