Chapter Nine: Dreams


“I'm, uh, sorry” Brian spoke as we softly pulled away “I didn’t –“
I silenced his words with a soft finger against his lips.
“Don’t be sorry unless you didn’t want that to happen” I whispered
“What if I did what it to happen?”
“Then, don’t be sorry for it” I smiled
His hand brushed the side of my face, pushing back some loose hair.
“I'm not sorry then” he grinned as his other hand rubbed my back gently

“So now what?” I inquired after a period of silence. I didn’t really want to bring up the whole “now what” awkward phase, but I needed to know where this was all going.
“Now we just let things happen I suppose” he spoke shyly
I kissed his cheek softly as I gathered my bag together.
“I’d like that” I whispered directly into his ear
I went to walk away, but his hand clutched onto mine. I spun back around to face him.
“Riyan, we cant tell anyone about this, about us” he spoke softly
It was obvious people wouldn’t react well to the news, I was after all only 15, Brian was 25, and just coming out of a divorce, it wasn’t exactly good public knowledge. I understood exactly what Brian was saying, and I even agreed.
“I know, I know people wouldn’t really take it very well” I smiled
His face seemed to soften.
“I’ll see you later?” he smiled
“Of course” I waved as I walked out of the studio. I had to get back, I had a photo shoot with Rolling Stones in about 20 minutes.

“Took your time” Alleah sighed as I stepped into the limo waiting out the front for me
“Whatever” I shrugged, Alleah wasn’t going to ruin the mood I was in right now.

~ 20 MINUTES LATER ~

I starred strangely at myself in the mirror, I was wearing something that looked similar to a belt across my chest, and tiny leather hot pants, to say the least I wasn’t comfortable.
“Great now well take some over here” the photographer insanely ordered throwing his hands around in all directions. He was going for a smut kinda shot I think, little girl grows up. I had to admit I looked fairly good, and everyone assured me I had to drop the cute girl image – they said that was been done, by the other “girls”, I'm assuming they meant Mandy Moore and Jessica Simpson, who played more on the “innocent act” and here I was, looking more like Britney Spears crossed with a dominatrix.
“I don’t know about this” I sighed
Alleah looked at me, a grin the size of Texas on her face.
“Your Dad is going to kill you” she laughed annoyingly
“Look, Riyan, you’re at Rolling Stones, this is big, and it definitely doesn’t happen this quickly, they want YOU on the cover, its always a bit risky, but trust me, this is good” Michael spoke, as any manager would
“Alright Fine” I smiled, I mean at least I wasn’t butt naked.

~ AFTER THE CONCERT ~

I smiled, off in my own little world, as I sighed CD after CD, and posed for photos a never-ending line of people. Brian was across the other side of the backstage area talking to some adoring fans. He caught my eye as I looked around, and smiled sweetly.

“How does it feel?” Belle whispered in my ear
I spun around in shock.
“Uh what?” I choked handing back a girl a picture she’d wanted me to sign
“To be famous” Belle chuckled “what else did you think I meant”
“Nothing” I shrugged “And it feels nice” I added with a smile

~ LATER THAT NIGHT ~

Alleah yawned quietly, her flirting with Brian had gotten her no where, much like before she was bored now. Her long fingers tapped against the bar as she waited for the waiter to bring her the drink she’d ordered.
“Drinking alone?” a raspy voice questioned from behind her
She turned around on her seat and smiled seductively.
“Not anymore” she laughed patting the seat beside her
AJ hoped up on the bar stool and ordered a Rum and Coke with a quick wave of his hand. Alleah grinned to herself, perhaps this one would be more fun to conquer.

~ AT THE SAME TIME ~

I quickly closed the door behind Brian as he cautiously stepped inside the room.
“Don’t worry, Alleah’s down in the bar, she’ll be a while” I explained
His hands held me softly as he smiled tenderly across at me. Leaning in he pecked my lips gently, pulling away in a soft slow motion. I bit the inside of my lip nervously, I felt incredibly comfortable in front of Brian, but for some reason, at that moment, I had this weird new feeling down in the pit of my stomach, and I wanted to just sighed contentedly. Without a second thought I fingered down the center of his shirt undoing each button as I went, again I felt like I was in one of those romantic novels and I was about ready to tear off his clothes and make love to him right there and then – even though I had NO idea what I was doing.

His hands caught mine, stopping them from undoing more than the second button. I looked up at him strangely – I was sure that was what he wanted to do.
“You don’t want to?” I questioned, a nervous tone in my voice
“No, I do. Just not yet Riyan” he smiled sweetly
“Have you ever?” I inquired, though realizing afterwards it was a stupid question, he was married, of course he done IT before.
“Yes” he whispered as his hand cupped the side of my face

I looked up at him shyly, wondering if he knew that I’d never done IT. Maybe he did, maybe he didn’t, I wasn’t sure if it was something you could sense. I took his hand into my own and walked him into my bedroom off to the left of the main room. Silently he walked in, as I closed the door behind me and flicked on the light.

I didn’t know what to say or if anything needed to be said, so silently I peeled off the top I was wearing. My heart was racing faster then I knew how to control it. Brian’s hands encased me as his lips furrowed across my neck. His hands were soft and perfectly shaped to hold me, a sensation unknown to me crept up my whole body as he slowly undid the button fly of the jeans I was wearing. My hands awkwardly and blindly slithered down his shirt, button by button till there were no more. It slipped easily off his shoulders and fell to the floor behind him. His hands were venturing across my body, and then – I froze.

“Is something wrong?” Brian questioned nuzzling into the base of my neck with his tongue.
Then the same as I had frozen still, he followed suite and immediately backed away from me.
“Oh my god, Riyan, I'm sorry” he muttered as he stumbled backwards
I didn’t know what was going through his head, I didn’t even know what was going through mine – but I gathered they were probably in a round about way – exactly the same thing.
“I'm sorry, I just uh” I began, annoyed that I had ruined the atmosphere
“Riyan we cant do anything” Brian stammered as he hurriedly replaced his shirt
“I, I don’t understand” I scoffed, ashamedly replacing my pants and top
“You’re 15, I'm 25” he breathed, pausing for a moment “it’s illegal”

He was right, the truth hit pretty hard, I was “under-age” and if we ever got caught Brian could be charged with Statutory Rape, I knew that – I suppose I just never wanted to think about it.

“I shouldn’t even be here” he announced walking for the door
“Is it me?” I questioned
He spun around to face me, by now a soft trail of tears had formed on my face. I was confused, so much more than I was used to.
“It’s not you Riyan, its just us” he spoke softly
“Does it matter what some stupid law says?” I sniffed, standing awkwardly with my hands wrapped around my body
“Riyan, I made a mistake, I shouldn’t be here, with you, like this” he sighed hugging me tightly “I'm sorry” he whispered in my ear “You know that, that’s why you stopped” he added with a smile.
“No” I shook my head “I stopped because” I began, my voice trailing away in shame
“Because?”
“Becausei’veneverdonethisbefore” I spoke hurriedly, without pause
“What?” he laughed
“I’ve never done, this before” I sighed, my face flushing

He smiled knowingly at me as his hand wiped a tear from my cheek.
“Something just occurred to me Riyan” he began “I don’t know that much about you”
I smiled awkwardly, I suppose I didn’t know much about him either.
“Could I get to know you?” he questioned, his tone soft and friendly
I nodded as I sat down onto the bed and scurried up to the head. He sat down beside me as I leant my head against his shoulder.
“What did you want to know?” I questioned, feeling the warmth of his arm around me
“What do you dream of?” he whispered kissing my forehead gently
“Becoming?”
He grunted a ‘yes’.
“I love this, I love to sing” I sighed “But, I would love it even more if they were my songs”
“You write?”
“Uhuh, but I cant write music, so well, it’s kind of only poems” I laughed
“I’d like to hear them”
“No” I grinned shaking my head against his shoulder
“Someday?”
“Maybe. What about you, what do you dream of?”
“A house, a family, a life where I can walk down the street and not worry about anything, I dream of having someone that knows me, and that loves for everything I am. Someone that’s my best friend, and my lover, I dream of a house out in the country with rolling fields and oak trees, a house that my children can feel safe in” he sighed finishing his sentence
I nuzzled in closer as we lay down together.
“Do you think anyone ever gets what they dream of?” I questioned idly
“I think everyone should at least try, shoot for the moon, even if you miss you’ll fall amongst the stars” he whispered as my eyes slowly began to close
“Sweet dreams Riyan” he breathed against my skin as I slipped off into a welcoming world of dreams.

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