Can You Tell From the Look In Her Eyes?
27 Days
I woke up that morning wondering why the boys were still on the bus. It was 2 in the afternoon and they were going to miss their set if they didn't get up right now.
"GUYS!" I yelled. "GET UP! YOU HAVE YOUR SET IN AN HOUR!"
"SHUT UP! IT'S OUR DAY OFF!" Mike groaned from the back.
I blushed. "Oh. Sorry."
I hadn't realized we had a day off. But, the good part was that we could sleep in a real bed tonight. I was so sexually frustrated when it came to Jaime that it was hard not to rip his clothes off every time we kissed. I smiled and snuggled back into Jaime's arms.
I couldn't seem to go back to sleep, and I guess Jaime finally woke up. His breathing changed and he squeezed me into his chest a little tighter before kissing my cheek and letting me get up.
"Okay, so we finally have a day off and we can do whatever," I smiled as he slowly made his way out of the bunk.
He pulled me into his chest and we rocked back in forth. I really didn't want to let go, but I couldn't exactly walk around with my hair undone and my pajamas on.
I pulled away after a few minutes, already missing the warmth, and made my way to the bathroom. I curled my hair messily and then threw on a tank top, some skinny jeans, and an oversized shirt that I was hoping belonged to Jaime. I felt like my outfit was pretty appropriate for anything.
"Babe," Jaime whispered in my ear, causing goosebumps all over. "You get prettier every time I see you."
I blushed and smiled. "I don't know. You're okay."
He chuckled and I winked to let him know I was joking.
"So, SOL. You need to get over to practice," Jaime smirked.
"What practice? And SOL?" I furrowed my eyebrows.
"Sex on legs, you're the new ATL drummer, sweetie. You need to go to practice," he smiled softly.
I groaned. "But I FINALLY got a day off to be with you," I kissed him on the lips softly. Our lips connected again, this time a little more passionate. I pushed Jaime back onto the couch to where I was straddling him. He moaned and started to kiss down my neck. I threw my head back at the amazing feeling of his lips on my skin. He found the spot right under my ear that drove me crazy. He started nipping and sucking, leaving what was probably going to be a big, dark hickey.
His phone buzzed in his pocket, and he kissed me again before pulling it out of his pocket. "Baby, you have 10 minutes to get to practice. We need to go," he sighed.
"Fine," I pouted, getting off of him. I walked out of the bus and he jogged to catch up with me, sliding his arm around my waist and pulling me into him.
He left as soon as I got there, but I was relieved. I wanted to have as few witnesses to my humiliation as humanly possible.
"Hey, bitch," Jack grinned and kissed my forehead.
"Hey, Barakitten," I grinned back.
"Don't forget about me, slut," Alex laughed and kissed the other side of my forehead.
"Never, Gaskank," I giggled.
"I'm glad you dyed your hair blonde again. Don't need you upstaging me," Alex teased.
"Yeah, well, I'm dying it again soon. Pink or black?" I asked.
"Black and pink," he smirked. "Now get behind those drums. We're gonna have a jam session, sweetheart!"
"Fine," I stuck out my tongue and sat down behind Rian's old set. I "accidentally" bumped into his shoulder. He shot me an apologetic look and turned back around.
We were on the Kia Forte stage facing the empty ground outside.
"Okay, babe," Alex smiled walking back to me. "Our set list isn't anything too hard. Here it is."
He handed me a small piece of paper with a few songs written in his neat scribble.
I Feel Like Dancin'
Outlines
Damned If I Do Ya
Walls
Dear Maria
Paint You Wings
Remembering Sunday
Break Your Little Heart
Therapy
"Wow... Okay..." I blinked. It seriously just now set in that I was actually doing this.
"You'll be fine. Just do your thing. You count us off and we'll play it at whatever speed you want, hon," Jack smiled encouragingly.
"Okay," I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "1... 2... 1... 2... 3... 4..." I started banging the drums like Andy Hurley would want me to.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Practice was finally over after 2 and a half hours. I had my long sleeve shirt wrapped around my head to keep my hair out of my face and I was sweating. One of the stage techs threw me a towel and a water bottle, which I gratefully accepted.
"Amazing, CK!" Alex yelled and hugged me, soon followed by Jack.
"Thanks," I blushed. I didn't think it was really that good, but I was proud that I had given it everything I had.
"No. Seriously. I'll be surprised if you're not, like, stolen from us to be in another band," Alex grinned.
"Yeah. Okay," I rolled my eyes.
"Whatever," he shook his head. "Look, Jack and I are going to head to Starbucks. Want to tag along?" Alex turned his head slightly, raising his shoulders up and holding his arms out.
"Sure," I smiled.
We walked all the way there, which really sucked for my feet. We walked in the door of the Starbucks and Oli was sitting at a table alone. I immediately hid behind Alex and he gave me a questioning look.
"Oli," I whispered. He made a small o with his mouth and pulled me into his side, hiding me from Oli's view.
We ordered, but decided we should probably get out of there when our coffee was ready.
"Alex William!" The barista called out. Alex walked up to the counter and got all of our coffees. As we were walking out, Oli must have seen me because he called out my name.
"Carter!" He stood and waved.
I tried to ignore him and keep walking, but he walked up and put his hand on my shoulder. I tensed at his hand on my arm. "What?!" I spat irritatedly.
"Can we talk a minute?" He looked at me with sad eyes.
"Alex, I'm going to go talk to Oli. You two should come wait on the couch," I hinted.
"Oh. Of course," he pursed his lips, obviously understanding what I meant.
Oliver lead me to the chair across from his, and then sat down across from me, staring into my eyes.
"You're different," he stated.
"No shit," I mumbled, crossing my arms and looking away.
"Carter, I miss you. So much. I love you with every fiber of my being. I don't ever want you to leave me. Not ever again. I know you're with Jaime, but we were together for six years before I screwed everything up. When tour's over, I want you to move back in with me, baby. I want you and I to go back and start over. I want to hold you every night and be able to treat you right this time around. Please, Carter. Please tell me you'll think about it," he pleaded.
"No," I said. "No. Just no. You've hit me and cheated on me and you were awful to me, Oliver. I'm never going back to you."
"Jaime's cheated on you, too. It's only a matter of time until he hits you. I promise I'll never hurt you again. I'll be there for you whenever you need it and I'll always love you."
"Jaime didn't... Jaime's not... Bloody hell. Look, Oli. We're never getting back together. End of discussion," I grabbed my coffee and stood up, walking to the door where Jack and Alex were waiting for me.
I felt his hand on my shoulder. "Jaime and I aren't that different. But, just know, that I'l always be your first. Your family is back in England. With me. Your friends are back in England. With me. Your entire life that you put on hold for this tour is back in England. With me."
I pulled away from his grasp and ran out the door. I walked for a while, trying to shake the words. But, I couldn't. I just couldn't.
"Carter, what did he say to you?" Jack placed his hand on my shoulder.
"He told me he wanted me to move back in with him, and that everything I cared about was in England with him," I stopped walking.
"Look, Carter. None of that is true. Don't let his little lies get to you," Alex smiled reassuringly and pulled me into a side hug.
But, they're not lies.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
I walked onto the bus and plopped down on the couch next to Jaime. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I melted into his chest.
"How was practice, baby?" Jaime kissed behind my ear.
I shivered. "Good, I guess."
"Well, we need to go check into the hotel before dinner," he smirked.
"Let me grab my bag," I hopped up and threw some clothes into my backpack, along with my laptop, my chargers for everything, and tampons (just in case my period hadn't really ended and it was just fucking with me. I grabbed my birth control pills and popped on in my mouth. I had forgotten to take them a few days ago, and since I knew we were definitely going to have sex tonight, I didn't want to chance it.
He grinned at me and we walked to the hotel across the street. The lady at the front desk gave us our key cards and we made our way up to the 12th floor. The minute we were in the door, my stuff was thrown on the ground and his lips were on mine. I pulled him back onto the bed on top of me and started fumbling with the bottom of his shirt. Our lips disconnected for a half of a second so he could rip my tank top off. I slid his shirt off and let my hands slide up and down his muscular chest.
His lips moved down my neck to my collarbone, leaving a big, dark hickey on each side. He kissed my breasts and kept going down, leaving more hickeys. Finally, when he reached just above the top of my jeans, he moved back to my lips. I flipped us over, not breaking the kiss, and ground my hips into his. The electricity between us was enough to make me feel like my heart was pumping a thousand miles an hour.
His fingers slowly unbuttoned my jeans, teasing me. The minute they were off, his were, too. He reached behind me and unhooked my bra, kissing each breast as he did so. Before he could get my underwear off, I had climbed off the bed and hooked my thumbs in his boxers.
"Baby, I'm going to make you feel amazing," I smirked as his erection popped free.
I took his shaft in my hand and slid my hand up and down before swirling my tongue around the tip. He groaned, and I took that as my cue. I led my tongue slide down the side of his big, hard cock and slide back up. I took the head in my mouth and began to suck. I bobbed my head slowly, building a rhythm. Jaime's fingers tangled in my hair and I took a bit more in my mouth until I got down to the base.
"Fuck, Carter!" He groaned. I guess I was doing something right.
He then arched his back and I knew he was going to cum soon. I looked straight into his eyes. "Baby, I'm gonna-"
He twitched in my mouth and came all over the back of my throat. His eyes rolled back in his head a little and his mouth made a small o. It was one of the hottest things ever.
"My turn," he smirked, sitting me on the bed and getting down on his knees.
He rubbed me through my lacy underwear until I couldn't take any more teasing, then he ripped them off and got to work. He kissed up each of my thighs until he got where he wanted. My hands were pulling on his hair. His tongue slowly flicked in and out as his thumb made small circles on my clit. It wasn't very long until I was a moaning mess. I was about to climax when he stopped completely.
"Do you want to cum?" He smirked at me.
"Yes!" I moaned, my body aching.
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, daddy," I purred.
"Atta girl. Now, I want you to beg."
"Please, daddy. I want you to make me cum."
He didn't say another word, he simply returned to what he had been doing. It was a matter of minutes before my back arched and the white hot feeling was about to burst.
"JAIME!" I screamed as I climaxed. It took me a minute to regain my composure, I was left panting.
Jaime climbed up onto the bed on top of me and started kissing me passionately, using his right hand to keep himself upright. I tangled my fingers in his hair and kissed back. His tongue swiped across my bottom lip and I opened my mouth, letting him explore. My tongue danced with his and I soon felt him grow hard.
"Jaime, baby. I need you," I moaned into the kiss.
Without warning, he slammed into me. His hips slamming against mine. He flipped us over, and grabbed my hips, moving me up and down. I was bouncing on him and it actually felt really good. I was getting really close, but decided I didn't want it to end just yet. I slowed my pace and went a little higher than I had been. Going up until only his tip was inside of me and then going back down.
"Carter, baby. Please. Faster," he begged.
I smirked and connected our lips, slamming down full force. I screamed, having hit my G-spot dead on. He managed to hit it a few more times before I feel apart. The white hot feeling exploded and my knees went weak. My toes curled, and then he busted inside me. It was an amazing feeling.
I collapsed into his chest and he kissed me.
"That was amazing babe," I sighed.
"It sure was," smiled and kissed my forehead. "You go ahead and stay here. I'm going to call the guys and tell them we aren't coming."
I giggled.
"What?" He turned around.
"We are definitely coming babe," I winked.
"I'll be back in a minute," he smiled.
I laid back on the bed while he called Vic. He walked back in the room smirking.
"Ready for round 2?"
"GUYS!" I yelled. "GET UP! YOU HAVE YOUR SET IN AN HOUR!"
"SHUT UP! IT'S OUR DAY OFF!" Mike groaned from the back.
I blushed. "Oh. Sorry."
I hadn't realized we had a day off. But, the good part was that we could sleep in a real bed tonight. I was so sexually frustrated when it came to Jaime that it was hard not to rip his clothes off every time we kissed. I smiled and snuggled back into Jaime's arms.
I couldn't seem to go back to sleep, and I guess Jaime finally woke up. His breathing changed and he squeezed me into his chest a little tighter before kissing my cheek and letting me get up.
"Okay, so we finally have a day off and we can do whatever," I smiled as he slowly made his way out of the bunk.
He pulled me into his chest and we rocked back in forth. I really didn't want to let go, but I couldn't exactly walk around with my hair undone and my pajamas on.
I pulled away after a few minutes, already missing the warmth, and made my way to the bathroom. I curled my hair messily and then threw on a tank top, some skinny jeans, and an oversized shirt that I was hoping belonged to Jaime. I felt like my outfit was pretty appropriate for anything.
"Babe," Jaime whispered in my ear, causing goosebumps all over. "You get prettier every time I see you."
I blushed and smiled. "I don't know. You're okay."
He chuckled and I winked to let him know I was joking.
"So, SOL. You need to get over to practice," Jaime smirked.
"What practice? And SOL?" I furrowed my eyebrows.
"Sex on legs, you're the new ATL drummer, sweetie. You need to go to practice," he smiled softly.
I groaned. "But I FINALLY got a day off to be with you," I kissed him on the lips softly. Our lips connected again, this time a little more passionate. I pushed Jaime back onto the couch to where I was straddling him. He moaned and started to kiss down my neck. I threw my head back at the amazing feeling of his lips on my skin. He found the spot right under my ear that drove me crazy. He started nipping and sucking, leaving what was probably going to be a big, dark hickey.
His phone buzzed in his pocket, and he kissed me again before pulling it out of his pocket. "Baby, you have 10 minutes to get to practice. We need to go," he sighed.
"Fine," I pouted, getting off of him. I walked out of the bus and he jogged to catch up with me, sliding his arm around my waist and pulling me into him.
He left as soon as I got there, but I was relieved. I wanted to have as few witnesses to my humiliation as humanly possible.
"Hey, bitch," Jack grinned and kissed my forehead.
"Hey, Barakitten," I grinned back.
"Don't forget about me, slut," Alex laughed and kissed the other side of my forehead.
"Never, Gaskank," I giggled.
"I'm glad you dyed your hair blonde again. Don't need you upstaging me," Alex teased.
"Yeah, well, I'm dying it again soon. Pink or black?" I asked.
"Black and pink," he smirked. "Now get behind those drums. We're gonna have a jam session, sweetheart!"
"Fine," I stuck out my tongue and sat down behind Rian's old set. I "accidentally" bumped into his shoulder. He shot me an apologetic look and turned back around.
We were on the Kia Forte stage facing the empty ground outside.
"Okay, babe," Alex smiled walking back to me. "Our set list isn't anything too hard. Here it is."
He handed me a small piece of paper with a few songs written in his neat scribble.
I Feel Like Dancin'
Outlines
Damned If I Do Ya
Walls
Dear Maria
Paint You Wings
Remembering Sunday
Break Your Little Heart
Therapy
"Wow... Okay..." I blinked. It seriously just now set in that I was actually doing this.
"You'll be fine. Just do your thing. You count us off and we'll play it at whatever speed you want, hon," Jack smiled encouragingly.
"Okay," I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "1... 2... 1... 2... 3... 4..." I started banging the drums like Andy Hurley would want me to.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Practice was finally over after 2 and a half hours. I had my long sleeve shirt wrapped around my head to keep my hair out of my face and I was sweating. One of the stage techs threw me a towel and a water bottle, which I gratefully accepted.
"Amazing, CK!" Alex yelled and hugged me, soon followed by Jack.
"Thanks," I blushed. I didn't think it was really that good, but I was proud that I had given it everything I had.
"No. Seriously. I'll be surprised if you're not, like, stolen from us to be in another band," Alex grinned.
"Yeah. Okay," I rolled my eyes.
"Whatever," he shook his head. "Look, Jack and I are going to head to Starbucks. Want to tag along?" Alex turned his head slightly, raising his shoulders up and holding his arms out.
"Sure," I smiled.
We walked all the way there, which really sucked for my feet. We walked in the door of the Starbucks and Oli was sitting at a table alone. I immediately hid behind Alex and he gave me a questioning look.
"Oli," I whispered. He made a small o with his mouth and pulled me into his side, hiding me from Oli's view.
We ordered, but decided we should probably get out of there when our coffee was ready.
"Alex William!" The barista called out. Alex walked up to the counter and got all of our coffees. As we were walking out, Oli must have seen me because he called out my name.
"Carter!" He stood and waved.
I tried to ignore him and keep walking, but he walked up and put his hand on my shoulder. I tensed at his hand on my arm. "What?!" I spat irritatedly.
"Can we talk a minute?" He looked at me with sad eyes.
"Alex, I'm going to go talk to Oli. You two should come wait on the couch," I hinted.
"Oh. Of course," he pursed his lips, obviously understanding what I meant.
Oliver lead me to the chair across from his, and then sat down across from me, staring into my eyes.
"You're different," he stated.
"No shit," I mumbled, crossing my arms and looking away.
"Carter, I miss you. So much. I love you with every fiber of my being. I don't ever want you to leave me. Not ever again. I know you're with Jaime, but we were together for six years before I screwed everything up. When tour's over, I want you to move back in with me, baby. I want you and I to go back and start over. I want to hold you every night and be able to treat you right this time around. Please, Carter. Please tell me you'll think about it," he pleaded.
"No," I said. "No. Just no. You've hit me and cheated on me and you were awful to me, Oliver. I'm never going back to you."
"Jaime's cheated on you, too. It's only a matter of time until he hits you. I promise I'll never hurt you again. I'll be there for you whenever you need it and I'll always love you."
"Jaime didn't... Jaime's not... Bloody hell. Look, Oli. We're never getting back together. End of discussion," I grabbed my coffee and stood up, walking to the door where Jack and Alex were waiting for me.
I felt his hand on my shoulder. "Jaime and I aren't that different. But, just know, that I'l always be your first. Your family is back in England. With me. Your friends are back in England. With me. Your entire life that you put on hold for this tour is back in England. With me."
I pulled away from his grasp and ran out the door. I walked for a while, trying to shake the words. But, I couldn't. I just couldn't.
"Carter, what did he say to you?" Jack placed his hand on my shoulder.
"He told me he wanted me to move back in with him, and that everything I cared about was in England with him," I stopped walking.
"Look, Carter. None of that is true. Don't let his little lies get to you," Alex smiled reassuringly and pulled me into a side hug.
But, they're not lies.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
I walked onto the bus and plopped down on the couch next to Jaime. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I melted into his chest.
"How was practice, baby?" Jaime kissed behind my ear.
I shivered. "Good, I guess."
"Well, we need to go check into the hotel before dinner," he smirked.
"Let me grab my bag," I hopped up and threw some clothes into my backpack, along with my laptop, my chargers for everything, and tampons (just in case my period hadn't really ended and it was just fucking with me. I grabbed my birth control pills and popped on in my mouth. I had forgotten to take them a few days ago, and since I knew we were definitely going to have sex tonight, I didn't want to chance it.
He grinned at me and we walked to the hotel across the street. The lady at the front desk gave us our key cards and we made our way up to the 12th floor. The minute we were in the door, my stuff was thrown on the ground and his lips were on mine. I pulled him back onto the bed on top of me and started fumbling with the bottom of his shirt. Our lips disconnected for a half of a second so he could rip my tank top off. I slid his shirt off and let my hands slide up and down his muscular chest.
His lips moved down my neck to my collarbone, leaving a big, dark hickey on each side. He kissed my breasts and kept going down, leaving more hickeys. Finally, when he reached just above the top of my jeans, he moved back to my lips. I flipped us over, not breaking the kiss, and ground my hips into his. The electricity between us was enough to make me feel like my heart was pumping a thousand miles an hour.
His fingers slowly unbuttoned my jeans, teasing me. The minute they were off, his were, too. He reached behind me and unhooked my bra, kissing each breast as he did so. Before he could get my underwear off, I had climbed off the bed and hooked my thumbs in his boxers.
"Baby, I'm going to make you feel amazing," I smirked as his erection popped free.
I took his shaft in my hand and slid my hand up and down before swirling my tongue around the tip. He groaned, and I took that as my cue. I led my tongue slide down the side of his big, hard cock and slide back up. I took the head in my mouth and began to suck. I bobbed my head slowly, building a rhythm. Jaime's fingers tangled in my hair and I took a bit more in my mouth until I got down to the base.
"Fuck, Carter!" He groaned. I guess I was doing something right.
He then arched his back and I knew he was going to cum soon. I looked straight into his eyes. "Baby, I'm gonna-"
He twitched in my mouth and came all over the back of my throat. His eyes rolled back in his head a little and his mouth made a small o. It was one of the hottest things ever.
"My turn," he smirked, sitting me on the bed and getting down on his knees.
He rubbed me through my lacy underwear until I couldn't take any more teasing, then he ripped them off and got to work. He kissed up each of my thighs until he got where he wanted. My hands were pulling on his hair. His tongue slowly flicked in and out as his thumb made small circles on my clit. It wasn't very long until I was a moaning mess. I was about to climax when he stopped completely.
"Do you want to cum?" He smirked at me.
"Yes!" I moaned, my body aching.
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, daddy," I purred.
"Atta girl. Now, I want you to beg."
"Please, daddy. I want you to make me cum."
He didn't say another word, he simply returned to what he had been doing. It was a matter of minutes before my back arched and the white hot feeling was about to burst.
"JAIME!" I screamed as I climaxed. It took me a minute to regain my composure, I was left panting.
Jaime climbed up onto the bed on top of me and started kissing me passionately, using his right hand to keep himself upright. I tangled my fingers in his hair and kissed back. His tongue swiped across my bottom lip and I opened my mouth, letting him explore. My tongue danced with his and I soon felt him grow hard.
"Jaime, baby. I need you," I moaned into the kiss.
Without warning, he slammed into me. His hips slamming against mine. He flipped us over, and grabbed my hips, moving me up and down. I was bouncing on him and it actually felt really good. I was getting really close, but decided I didn't want it to end just yet. I slowed my pace and went a little higher than I had been. Going up until only his tip was inside of me and then going back down.
"Carter, baby. Please. Faster," he begged.
I smirked and connected our lips, slamming down full force. I screamed, having hit my G-spot dead on. He managed to hit it a few more times before I feel apart. The white hot feeling exploded and my knees went weak. My toes curled, and then he busted inside me. It was an amazing feeling.
I collapsed into his chest and he kissed me.
"That was amazing babe," I sighed.
"It sure was," smiled and kissed my forehead. "You go ahead and stay here. I'm going to call the guys and tell them we aren't coming."
I giggled.
"What?" He turned around.
"We are definitely coming babe," I winked.
"I'll be back in a minute," he smiled.
I laid back on the bed while he called Vic. He walked back in the room smirking.
"Ready for round 2?"
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I love Chiodos tbh. I don't see why there isn't more fanfiction.
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