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Sam's Town

vientisiete.

I sat at the kitchen in the Fuentes’ household. The boys were all on video chat talking about their new album and taking answering questions from fans. I was taste testing a bunch of new hot sauces Mike picked up. There were about five of them, and a packet of Saltine crackers for me. I also had a large glass of milk next to me for if any of them were out of hand hot. I was listening in on the video chat, trying to hold back my laughter as the boys answered the most awkward questions and talked about the dumbest shit amongst each other, as if their fans weren’t watching.

“Keep that fucking thing away from me!” Tony huffed as Vic held up some gross cat from a Barbie set.

“Does anyone know what this thing is?” Vic asked while holding it in front of the webcam. “Oh my god, they have one! We just call it sheep cat.”

“I love her,” Mike grabbed it out of Vic’s hands and put it in the front pocket of his flannel, looking down and petting it on the head with his index finger. “THINK FAST TONE!” He yelled and threw it at Tony, who dove behind the couch shrieking.

“On the chat next week Jaime is going to play the trumpet!” Vic grinned at the camera.

Jaime’s head perked up, “I’ve been playing since high school. I was a total cool kid. Trumpets, yo-yo’s, delivering pizza... Too cool for school.”

I rolled my eyes as the cut the video chat off, all of them laughing. Mike was leaning back on the couch, looking at Tony who was still on the floor behind it. Jaime was stretching and making a baby dinosaur noise. Vic was closing his laptop and shaking his head. After I turned my back to the guys and put another cracker in my mouth, I felt two arms snake around my waist.

“How are they?” Mike mumbled and kissed the top of my head.

I turned and wrapped my arms around his torso, “Hot as fuck. I couldn’t even handle trying any of them more than once.”

He rolled his eyes, “You’re just a pussy. Let me try one.” I took a cracker and put some hot sauce on it then handed it to him. He popped it into his mouth like it was nothing, five seconds later his tongue was hanging out and reaching for my milk.

“Oh so is the hot sauce king defeated?” I smirked.

He gulped my milk down, “It’s good as shit but not by itself, holy fuck.”

Jaime cringed when he saw the five bottles sitting on the counter, “Disgusting stuff right there.”

“Taste,” I smiled and pushed a bottle towards him.

“I’d rather roll around in fire,” he grinned. “Are you excited for tonight? To shake your little butt, birthday girl?”

I glared, “I fucking hate you. I don’t know what you have planned but I am not excited.”

“You should be,” Vic smiled. “It’s going to be one epic 22nd.”

“All I want to do is go to dinner and then come back and fuck my man, is that too much to ask for?” I huffed.

“Yep,” Mike pat the top of my head and walked towards the refrigerator. He pulled out a Smirnoff Ice and handed it to me. “You gonna make yourself all pretty for me?”

“Shouldn’t you be making yourself pretty for me? It’s my birthday,” I winked and drank some of the raspberry goodness.

“I already did, I shaved,” he grinned and I pursed my lips. I thought he was insanely sexy with his beard and mustache, but no, he had to go shave it off. “It was getting out of hand, Rae.”

I shrugged, “Well, it was nice fucking someone who looked like a man for a little while. Now I feel like I have a little boy going down on me.”

I heard the boys burst into laughter. Mike rolled his eyes, “Well I guess this little boy knows what he’s doing.”

“I miss your beard,” I pouted and ran my hands over his cheeks. I pinched them, “You’re still a cutie though.”

“I know,” he rolled his eyes and then pressed his lips to mine. “Why don’t we head to your place to shower and get ready?”

I smiled, “You wanna take Diablo on a walk for me when we get there?” He groaned, “Come on, baby. You guys need to become the bestest friends.”

“Fine,” he huffed. Jaime pretended to whip Tony and Mike glared, “Fuck off. Like you don’t listen to everything Jess tells you to do.”

“I told you Rae would make you her bitch!” Jaime smirked.

“I’m not her bitch,” Mike mumbled.

“Yes you are,” I smacked his butt.


I was in the shower scrubbing and shaving away. I really didn’t feel like doing anything for my birthday, but the guys had something planned, of course. I turned the water off and pulled my hair out of the dry, messy bun on the top of my head. I really needed my ends cut... they were getting scraggily. I wrapped a towel around my body and exited the bathroom to find Mike and Diablo laying on my bed, cuddled up, watching some documentary on weed.

Diablo’s head perked up and looked at me when I walked into the room. Mike put his hands over the dogs eyes, “Sorry, buddy, but that ass is mine. No looking.”

I rolled my eyes and dropped my towel before climbing onto the bed with them. “Mikey Mike,” I said sweetly and laid my naked body on top of Mike’s clothed one. “Wanna cut my hair for me?”

“You seriously climbed on top of me, butt ass naked, just to ask for a hair cut?” He raised an eyebrow and I giggled. “Be happy it’s your birthday or else you’d get a spanking and some dick.”

“I want that too, but I really need my hair cut. Look at it!” I waved my ends in his face and he swatted them away. “Snip, snip, please.”

“Alright, alright,” he smiled and I got off him. I walked over to my vanity and gave him my hair cutting scissors, “Am I just cutting off your ends?”

“Yeah,” I smiled. “Let me put a shirt on, first.”

I grabbed the first shirt I could find in my dresser, which happened to be one of his. He smiled as I slipped it on, “Don’t you look like a little cutie?”

I blushed, “Just cut my hair, fag.” He trimmed it at the ends and then smiled at me in the mirror, placing the scissors back in the appropriate drawer. “Thank you,” I turned around and kissed his jaw.

“Anything for my princess,” he beamed and then sat back down on the bed. “So you have a half hour until we have to head out for dinner.”

I groaned, “I hate getting ready.”

“You look beautiful without make up and your hair done. It’s not like you really need to do anything but put clothes on,” he laughed and flipped through the channels.

I rolled my eyes and sat at my vanity, putting on some make up. I didn’t wear any eyeshadow, just winged out some liquid eyeliner. I filled in my lips and eyebrows as usual, and made my lashes long and dark. I contoured my cheeks and put on a nude lipstick. I then straightened my long hair and added a few hidden braids in the length. Mike had gotten up from the bed and got changed into what he was wearing tonight. I stood up from my vanity and grabbed the clothes I had laid out for myself, pulling them on. I had grabbed a pair of light blue high waisted jean shorts, a black strapless crop top, and I also managed to snag Mike’s camouflage jacket. He was wearing his camouflage vest, so we were going to match a bit. I slipped on a pair of black combat boots and put on a little jewelry and then looked at him, throwing my arms in the air and doing a 360 spin.

“You look great,” he smiled and kissed me softly. “Let’s go meet everyone.”


When we got to the restaurant, everyone was already sitting at the table. When I say everyone, I really do mean everyone. Casey, Mia, Jaime, Jess, Alex, Vic, Alec, Tony, Steph, Vivian, Victor, my mom, my step-dad, Nick, Natalie, Sadie, and even the Mike and Vic’s brother, Jesse, showed up with his daughter Kayla and wife Marianne. Everyone yelled happy birthday when we walked in.

“You look great, bambina,” my mom smiled as I sat down at the end of the table beside her. “You too, Michael.”

“Thank you,” he smiled.

“Thanks, mamma,” I kissed her cheek. “I’m glad everyone could make it.”

Jesse smiled at me from the other end of the table, “Long time no see, hermana.”

I grinned, “I know! I miss you! I owe Kayla a shopping day, so I’ll be by soon.”

The waitress came over and took everyone’s drink orders. Mike was driving so he told me to go ahead and order myself whatever I wanted, no matter how much alcohol was in it. Once our drinks came we all ordered our food. Chatter was going on amongst everyone - some talking about tour, some about work, some about the kids at school, you name it.

I felt Mike’s hand grab onto mine under the table and I turned and looked at him with a smile. “This is the first birthday you’ve spent with me and I love it already. Thank you.”

“This isn’t even half of it, sugar,” he smiled and looked at everyone. Everyone was pretty much done their meals, “Should we do gifts now?”

“Mine first!” Mia exclaimed with a grin, handing over a pink bag. Instead of tissue paper, she filled it with white feathers. I laughed, knowing she probably thought she was the coolest person ever. I moved through the feathers to find some things that I really shouldn’t pull out at dinner. I bursted into laughter when I saw a giant, pink vibrator and a pair of leopard print handcuffs. I looked over at her and she was snickering.

“Only you would get this for me,” I laughed and then pulled out the last thing in the bag, a giant bottle of Malibu Mango, my favorite.

“Okay! My turn!” Jaime handed me a bag with Dora on the front, “For my bestest friend in the entire world, Dora.” I rolled my eyes and looked in the bag, my eyes setting right on a signed Sex Pistols album.

I pulled it out of the bag and let out a scream, “WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GET THIS!”

“I know some people,” he stood up from his chair and wrapped his arms around me in a hug.

I kissed him like a thousand times on the cheek, “I love you so much! Oh my god! Oh my god! I’m going to cry!” I squeezed him tight, “You seriously are the best friend I could ever ask for, Himes.”

He pulled away from me with a laugh and looked at Mike, sticking his tongue out, “I told you it was going to be a hit.”

Mike rolled his eyes, “Whatever. Just because you know her soft spot.”

I blushed, “Aww... is Mikey jealous that Jaime’s present was so great?”

“Nope,” Mike grinned. “Here you go, princess,” he smiled and handed me a box wrapped in gold wrapping paper, a big pink bow sitting on top. I tore the bow off and stuck it to Mike’s head, then opened up the box itself. The first thing I saw, folded on top, was a white and black Alexander McQueen skull scarf. I let out a small shriek as I held it up. He knew I wanted one so bad, but since they costed around $300 each, I never saw the point in getting such an expensive scarf.

“Mikey,” I looked over at him. He had a smile on his face as I looked back into the box. The next thing I saw was a camouflage jacket. I picked it up and studied it, it even said U.S. AIRFORCE on the front pocket.

“So you can stop stealing mine,” he laughed and held my scarf and jacket in his hands as I grabbed the next thing inside.

My eyes nearly popped out of my head when I saw the skull bracelet sitting in the box. It was the same one that I had told Mike I was going to buy myself with my birthday money. It was another Alexander McQueen piece, made out of python skin. I looked at him and sighed, “Thank you. You didn’t need to spend so much on me, but I’m really grateful.”


I finished opening up all my gifts from everyone. I was so happy that all my family and friends were able to come out and spend my birthday with me. Alec had also taken it upon himself to get me and Mike a bunch of stuff to use in the bedroom, one of them being a cock ring. Mike saw it and, of course, started to complain about how our sex shouldn’t be any of his business. I just rolled my eyes and let him have his bitchy moment. It had been long enough, I guess he just still had a bit of jealous up inside him. We were on our way home and Mike stopped at the liquor store, running in and leaving me in the car. He came back out with a few bottles, but wouldn’t show me what they were. He put them in the trunk with all my gifts and muttered that it was another part of my birthday present. I wanted to slap him for spending at least 700$ on me, but at the same time I felt like a queen, which was kind of nice. He wasn’t even my boyfriend, but yet he was treating me like fucking royalty.

“Where are we going?” I asked as Mike drove past his house.

“You’ll see,” he smiled and grabbed onto my hand, giving it a squeeze.

I groaned, “If you guys plan was to have a bar birthday I just want you to know, right now, that I am not getting shit faced tonight.” I saw him smile out of the corner of my eye, “Don’t smile.”

“Hush up,” he gave me a small shove on my shoulder, playfully, then kept his eyes on the road.

I looked out the window, confused as we passed the bar. I had no idea what the guys had planned for me... where the hell he was taking me. I watched as the streets changed from being the hustle and bustle of the city, to closer to the ocean side. I let out a yawn, not realizing that I was going to fall asleep for a good fifteen minutes in the car.

“Baby,” I woke up to Mike’s arms around me, him standing with my car door open. “You fell asleep on me.”

“Sorry,” I let out a smile with another yawn. “Where are we?”

“Somewhere special, come on,” he picked me up bridal style from the car and closed the door with his hip. I saw he had whatever alcohol he had picked up from earlier tucked under his arm. He carried me a good ways in the dark, I had no idea where he was going until I saw a small bonfire set up. As we got closer I noticed that there was a big flannel comforter on the ground, rose petals strewed all over it, and a big box of Godiva chocolate.

My jaw dropped as Mike set me on the ground. This whole set up was on top of a cliff that was overlooking the ocean. He and the guys had made me think that I was going to be having a normal, drunken birthday, and yet I was actually going to be having a romantic one. I looked up at Mike, who was smiling like a damn idiot, “I love this.”

“I’m glad,” he smiled and grabbed my hand, sitting down on the comforter. “I wanted this to be a birthday you’d never forget.”

“I don’t think I could ever forget this if I tried,” I smiled and leaned into him. “I’m seriously so lucky to have you. You really do treat me like I’m made out of gold.”

He kissed my cheek, “You’re worth so much more than gold to me.” He then let out a laugh, “So I know you’re addicted to smores and would probably cry if I had a bonfire for you without them...”

“You bought stuff for them, didn’t you?” I grinned as he unzipped a backpack and pulled out graham crackers, marshmallows and some chocolate bars. “Fuck yes! You officially win an award of best boy ever,” I grabbed his cheeks and pressed a firm kiss to his lips.


He chuckled and made some smores with me. We ended up feeding them to each other and getting melted chocolate all over ourselves. Afterwards, we ended up having sex, and it was sweet and slow. It was like he was making sure that I was getting the most pleasure out of it as I could. The October air got chilly at night, and Mike had remembered to bring blankets along with him. We sat on the comforter snuggled up in blankets, our bare skin still pressed up against each other, me in his lap. We were both taking turns drinking from the big bottle of Jack he had bought, and listening to the waves crashing against the shoreline.

I felt Mike push my hair to the side and press a kiss to my neck. I sighed at the feeling of his lips on my skin, “Thank you for tonight, Mikey.”

“You’re very welcome,” he said and kissed behind my ear. “The guys helped me set up, but it was all my idea.”

“I loved it. It was so thoughtful,” I smiled and threw my head back on his shoulder, kissing him in the same spot he had just kissed me. “You make me feel so special.”

He let out a content sigh, “You are special, Rae Bear. I couldn’t ask for any other girl to be in love with.”

I closed my eyes for a minute, processing what he just said. Mike had told me he was in love with me only a handful of times, knowing that the L word made me a little uneasy. When he first said it, we were having sex. I seriously froze up and he started apologizing, saying that he shouldn’t have said it yet, but then I explained to him that I was glad he told me. He knew I didn’t feel the same way back yet, but he also knew that at a time like this, hearing he loved me was something I’d be happy about.

“I can’t wait until I can say that I love you back,” I smiled as he tightened his arms around me.

“Me either,” he laughed and I yawned. “Before you fall asleep on me again, there’s one more thing that I want to do before your birthday is over.”

“And what’s that?” I asked while closing my eyes and yawning once again.

“Ask the question I should’ve asked months ago.” He intertwined our fingers, “Rae Alexandra Matthews, would you please do me the honor of being my other half?”

Notes

Happy birthday to Rae!
Once again, thank you to everyone who has given feedback!
I love all of you - and all of my silent subscribers!

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Next chapter out soon.
Updating Running either tomorrow or Monday.
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Comments

I had to read the whole story again when I saw your update, thanks! Hope you can update your other story as well, this gives me hope!

pierce-my-soul pierce-my-soul
2/20/16

PLEASE UPDATE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

vicbabeaf vicbabeaf
2/4/16

OMG YOU UPDATED I THOUGHT IT WOULD NEVER HAPPEN TBH

Divinebitches Divinebitches
1/29/16

damn I binge read this and I can't get enough. this is gold

KoiKatori10_2 KoiKatori10_2
1/22/16

Oh my god I thought this story was long forgotten ! I am so happy you decided to pick it up again and I for one would be so happy if you could finish "Running" too I loved these stories so much and honestly one of the few reasons I logged on to this site so please finish them (:

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1/20/16