New York Groove / Ace Frehley

Chapter Twenty-Two

Friday, March 4, 1977
Virginia's POV

I groaned as I sat up in the bed, but it was one of those I-got-some-really-good-sleep groans. I smiled as I stretched and looked out of the blinds, seeing it was already bright outside as fresh snow was falling.

I got up to get my shower and when I glanced around Ace's bedroom, I spotted his record player which I quickly unplugged and carried to the bathroom, setting it on the counter and plugging it in where you would normally plug in a hair dryer. I went back into his room to the stack of records which I then filed through, finding his first album as well as Alive! I decided on Alive! and put it on the first side which started with Deuce.

After that, I went to Ace's bathroom, looking in the cabinet under the sink and grabbing a towel and wash cloth so I could take a shower. After I undressed and put my hair up, I stepped into the shower and switched the water on.

"Oh! Cold!" I quickly jumped back.

Ace's POV

I opened the door of my apartment and paused when I got inside. I looked down at the floor to a pile of clothes. On top was a bra.

"Is this Virginia's?" I whispered to myself as I knelt down and picked it up. I looked towards the direction of my room when I heard the shower turn on, along with singing.

"He's worth my Deuce!" I heard Virginia yell from the shower and I chuckled to myself.

I turned back to the clothes. When I moved it around, I saw her jacket at the bottom of the pile. Oh so it is hers. I guess shes been taking advantage of staying here some.

I stood back up and wandered around the living area. I guess she tidied the place up some which was sweet. I went back to the kitchen and opened the freezer, seeing that she bought a bottle of wine and champagne. I kept listening to her sing along to what I think was Alive!

Virginia's POV

I sighed as I stepped out of the shower and quickly wrapped up with the towel I had gotten out. I took my hair down and brushed my fingers through it although I'd still need to brush it with a real brush. Eh, I'll do it later.

"Get the Firehouse," I quietly sang to myself the song that I had taken the needle off of since I was done with my shower.

When I left the bathroom, Ace was laying stretched out on the bed. He still had shoes on.

"Ace?!" I nearly screamed as a smile found its way onto my face.

"Virginia," he smiled as he quickly got up.

He pulled me close and our lips locked and good grief-I was gonna need some air sometime soon.

"I've been missin' you," I mumbled through the kiss but he cut me off with his lips.

"I've been missin' you too," he smiled at me, pulling away somewhat. He ran his fingers through my hair. "I really like this," he commented on my newly colored hair.

"Yeah? I used to have it like this a few years ago," I smiled and leaned into his hand.

"Maybe you should keep it this color," he suggested, twirling a strand of it around his finger.

"Yeah," I answered as I shifted my eyes to the rest of the room.

I didn't forget what happened over the phone and I wasn't sure what he had to say about it.

"What?" he gently shook my shoulders and then moved his hands to my waist.

"Oh nothing," I held my towel up, "did Paul come? Amanda wanted to meet him." I really wanted to avoid the subject that wasn't even a subject yet.

"No," he shook his head, "he was caught up with a few girls when I left so, he seemed like he was busy. I've seen him doing some of the stupidest shit at these hotels we go to," he chuckled which made me turn back to him.

"Yeah? Like what?" I asked.

"Getting his hair done with all the old ladies at some cause the hotel would have one of those spas, ya know?"

"Mhm," I chuckled and stepped away from Ace. I walked around him to the nightstand and put my necklace with my initial back on which was from Uncle Syl along with the charm bracelet Ace gave me.

"Virginia, you're being awfully quiet," Ace commented and I turned to him after straightening out my bracelet.

"Hm?" I asked. I heard him, I just was scared of talking about what happened.

Ace sat down on the edge of his bed and pulled me halfway onto his lap and halfway beside him. He played with my hair.

"I heard what you said on the phone, you know, the day after the concert," he rested one hand on my shoulder.

"I have to go," I quickly got up, holding my towel close to me. I dug through one of his dresser drawers and got out a sweater, slipping it on over my towel and taking off the towel underneath.

Ace's POV

What did she mean she had to go? Was she cutting things off? She looked rigid and scared when she was packing up her things.

Virginia's POV

"Virginia," he called out.

I didn't respond. I could feel this ending and I didn't want it to. He was gonna dump me or tell me to give him his clothes back. This is all my fault. This is what happens when you hardly date. I set the towel on the end of the bed and slipped on a pair of underwear from my bag.

I simply shook my head, trying to get rid of the burning sensation behind my eyes which would soon lead to tears and I gulped to swallow the lump that was growing in my throat.

"Virginia!" Ace yelled like I was deaf.

"What?!" I screamed but immediately shrunk back as my eyes began to fill up with tears that clouded my vision. The blur that looked like Ace seemed taken aback by my sudden outburst and I think I even shocked myself.

"I love you too..." Ace stepped closer to me and put a hand on the side of my face.

I must be wanting to hear what I just did.

All he did was wait. I eventually met my eyes with his.

"You do?" I asked. A smiled crept onto his face and he nodded.

"You know it," he cupped my face and gave me a kiss. I felt my salty tears trail down my face and to our lips. Thats when he pulled away.

"Why are you crying?" he furrowed his brows in concern.

"I thought you were gonna tell me to hit the road or- I dunno," I chuckled and choked out a small laugh.

"Not a chance," he wiped the tears away with his thumbs and kissed both sides of my face.

He kissed me again as I leaned into him.