| "There's no amount of apology that's gonna make up for what you did to me last night. The only thing that could make things right between us is for you to admit that you love me." Was she out of her damn mind? He was in love with her but he wanted her to admit she was in love with him first."Why don't you admit you love me?" He got in her face. "Don't you try turning this around on me. You wanted to see me. I didn't pick up my phone for a reason you know,"she stated angrily. "Would it really make any difference if I told you?" "You haven't told me." "So if I said it right now?"His breath dancing on her lips. How did he do this to her?"Uh.........uh...uh."Her will weakening. Saved by the bell. The ringtones sang ironically enough, Too Close by Next. "Don't answer it," he spoke softly; grabbing her hand and as she went to reach for it. "I have to." "No you don't." His lips softly brushed against hers. She resisted his attempt to draw her in any further and jerked her hand away from his. She hit the speak button and was hit with Nick's voice. "Where are you?" "Cool your heels junior. I'm on Howie's bus." "What are you doing on his? " "He needed some company and he didn't think you'd mind being as you have your eyes peeled to the TV screen playing video games anyway." "That's not all I do,"he whined."I just got off the phone with Aaron and I noticed you weren't on the bus when we left. I just didn't want you to get left behind is all." Imagine that. His fuck toy getting left behind. That'd be a detriment to the tour."Well you can rest your worried mind now. I'm safe. I'll join you at the next stop." "Okay. Talk to ya later then."Click. Signal gone. She stuffed the phone back in her pocket. "Lemme guess. He was worried,"Howie snipped. "Fuck you. Just leave me alone. You think you can handle that?" "I'd like to be handling you,"he smirked. |
| Sonofabitch! Just couldn't keep it in his pants but then again did she really want him to? Ugh! She stormed toward the back of the bus where his bedroom lay. She was gonna lock herself in there for the next six hours but what good would that do? She did anyway. She locked the door much to his dismay and listened to his incessant pounding on the door. He'll get tired eventually she thought and sat down on the bed. She jerked up a little as her behind hit something. She lifted slightly and pulled the notebook and pen that she sat upon. At the top of the page it read: Never Meant To Be. She scanned further down examining the content. She read the words: Night after night you capture my heart Then leave on his arm and tear it apart Alone in my bed I hold you near But he'll be the one whispering in your ear Tonight as I journey Please let me stay Here in this world where you'll always be Chorus: A vision of beauty A vision so bright Here in this world where you belong to me Stay with me forever And I will always be that love you need to see Don't leave me in the real world where I'm never meant to be That's all that was written on the page. This was about her. How could it not be? The words were so relevant to their situation. He loved her. He really loved her. Why couldn't say it? She was about to find out. She swung the door open; notebook in hand. His fist was mid air when it stopped at the sight of her. He panicked when he saw the book in her hand. "Something you've been meaning to tell me Howie?"She raised her brows. "I don't know what you're talking about." He was still attempting to deny the way he felt. "I can close this door again you know." "So do it,"he shot back. " Why can't you just admit it Howie? I know I can. I can because I've been in love with you for a long time." This was news."What about him?" |
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