CHAPTER FIFTY SEVEN “Brian, you coming to bed?” I heard Leighanne call from the bedroom. “Yeah, in a minute!” I called back. “Why don’t you go?” Nick suggested through the phone. “Are you sure?” I asked, gripping the phone tighter in my hand. Please say no. “Yeah, go ahead. Good night,” Nick whispered before hanging up. I walked stiffly back to the bedroom. Lately, Leighanne’s been trying to be more…touchy. And I’d tense up every time she’d come close, so she’d move away. But she’d always try. When I saw her on the bed, I feeling of loneliness swept over me. “Coming to bed?” “Yeah,” I nodded, pushing down the covers and slipping in. “You okay?” “Yeah, why?” I asked turning off the lights. “It’s just, you’ve been in the bathroom a while, and I just thought…” “No, no, I’m okay.” “Alright, good night sweetie,” “Goodnight Leighanne,” I whispered, pulling the covers up to my chin. Her arm slipped around my waist and pulled me closer. I felt a shiver run down my entire body when I met her warm body and I fought the urge to sink into her embrace. I managed to stay tense for the entire time, and so as usual, she went to move away. But something pushed me, maybe it was the overwhelming feel of loneliness, but whatever it was, I placed my hand lightly on her arm to tell her not to move away and brought her closer. It felt so good to be in somebody’s arms. My eyelids became heavy, and my last thought before I went to bed was how bad this was. CHAPTER FIFTY EIGHT “Brian the flowers you got me are wilting,” Leighanne said from across the room. I turned to her voice, “what?” She was examining the flowers. “They’re wilting, the flowers you bought me,” she was enthralled with the plants, and didn’t even look up. “You still have them?” I had given those to her when I got back ‘together’ with her. "What? Of course I do, then I'm going to press them. They're beautiful," she still didn't even look at me when she was talking, still captivated. How adorable. “It’s been like…a week or two, I’ll get you some new ones,” I laughed. She nodded, but said nothing. She finally looked up, “Brian…” she trailed off approaching me slowly…which usually meant something bad. “Brian, what’s wrong?” She asked softly, standing right in front of me. “What do you mean?” “I mean, no one’s forcing you to be here,” Leighanne explained. I snorted loudly, then covered my mouth. Someone was forcing me to stay. I bit my lip, what the hell am I supposed to say now? “W-what? What are you talking about?” “Why are you with me Brian?” My mouth hung open, she was never this upfront. She lightly touched my arm, and my gaze dropped to the floor. I couldn’t lie to her for some reason, so I just kept my mouth shut. She ducked her head until our eyes locked, “Is there someone else?” How could she know? How could she have guessed? “What? No! No, no definitely not.” “There is someone,” she stated softly. “No there isn’t!” “Are you in love?” “What are you talking about!? I’m with you! My God! Aren’t you happy? I’m happy! Kevin’s happy! I’m happy! So what the problem?” I yelled so loudly my head began to pound. Or maybe that was from all the pent up anger I had inside me. Without glancing back I stormed out of the room. CHAPTER FIFTY NINE Okay, that may not have been such a good idea. But I couldn’t help it. I mean, I know it may not seem big, but imagine finally being with the love of your life for one night and then not seeing him for more than two seconds at a time for two to three weeks, while you pretend to be with someone else. It’s absolute hell. I was storming down the hall to AJ’s room. I needed to talk to him. He needed to tell me what to do, cause I just didn’t know what to do anymore. Instead, I run into Kevin, “Why’d you explode at Leighanne?” “Why do you care? And how do you know?” It had just happened to seconds ago. “Walls are thin cousin,” “So is the line you’re about to cross,” “I’m just-” “Personal Kevin. Personal. Look it up. It might be under back off,” I was just so mad in general. At Kevin. At Leighanne. At Nick. I brushed passed him and continued my way to AJ’s room. But then I forgot his number, I was standing outside two doors. 314 and 316. I was so frustrated I could’ve screamed! My day couldn’t get any worse! Hands grabbed my shoulders from behind. I whipped around to see AJ. “I can’t handle this anymore,” I whimpered falling into his arms. I hadn’t even had time to think about me and Nick. “Whoa, whoa buddy, what’s wrong?” AJ asked trying to balance me and himself in the process. He guided me into his room. 312. Figures. “I just can’t do this anymore,” “What?” “I woke up with Leighanne attached to me. I thought it was Nick, and I just felt…so lonely.” “That’s probably what she feels now,” “What?” “I mean, look at it this way,” he paused sitting down on his bed, “have you had any physical contact since you two have been together? She loves you? And she’s being used,” “Thank you very much!” I yelled dropping into a chair right next to me. I didn’t need a fucking guilt trip to accompany this. He sighed, “that’s not what I meant. I’m just saying both of you are suffering right now, just end it.” I dropped my head into my hands, “I can’t, Nick-” “Probably has no idea how you feel,” AJ finished. “But-” “Just talk to him. You can’t solve anything until you talk to him,” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ I grabbed Nick’s arm before we walked into the changing rooms for the concert that night. “I need to-” “Brian,” Nick gasped before grabbing me and shoving me into a near by janitor’s closet. “I miss you so much baby,” he moaned. I got hard at the sound of his voice, and I felt my heart flutter, but I had to get this out, “I miss you too, but Nick I-” I lost my voice when his index finger trailed down my chest and stomach down over my pants. He cupped me over my pants, “I’ve missed you so much you have no idea.” I shut my eyes and leaned my head back onto the wall for support. “Nick-” “Shhh, don’t speak,” he whispered covering my mouth with his own. I felt my entire body heat up from just his lips. God, I did miss this. My hands slid into sexy hair. He drew my bottom lip and nibbled on it, I moaned and fisted his hair unconsciously, pulling him closer. “Brian,” he groaned when I pressed our bodies together. His hands trailed down my back and grabbed my ass, rotating me against him. I felt myself get harder, and bit my lip so I wouldn’t cry out at the friction. I was so hard I forgot what I had initially come here to do. And then he was on his knees. I was so turned on I was dizzy. Just seeing him there, looking up at me with glazed eyes and flushed cheeks and messy hair. It was all I could do not to come right at the sight of him. “Nick, what are you doing?” I whispered. We didn’t have time for this, we had to be on stage in 10 minutes. “What does it look like I’m doing?” He answered smirking as he undid my pants. I didn’t know if I could hold myself up for much longer. I missed him so much, needed him so much, and plus my initial frustration just elevated all my emotions right now. I placed my hands on Nick’s shoulders to balance myself. “You have to be quiet,” he whispered. I couldn’t believe we were doing this. “Always,” I grinned. He bit his lip before pulling down my pants and boxers. My head hit the wall behind me when his mouth wrapped around me. Just the contact made me want to come. God I missed his lips. I fisted hands trying to calm myself down. My heart was pounding and I was already sweating. “Uh, shit Nick,” I rasped. He sucked the tip of my cock so slowly and trailed his tongue over my slit. I was having trouble breathing. I bit my lip to stop a groan from escaping my lips. He was relentless. Slow, teasing strokes of his tongue up and down my cock, as he sucked the end. My body was so hot, so turned on, so in need to come. I was trying desperately to catch my breath. I wanted to feel his lips on me, all the way, but he wouldn’t. He was teasing me. He wouldn’t go any further. I whimpered and tugged on his hair, trying to get him to do something. Anything. The pleasure was getting painful. “Please,” I managed to whisper through clenched teeth. I felt him laugh against me, feeling the vibrations of his throat as he deep throated me. “Shit!” I whispered harshly, tightening my grip in his hair. He didn’t stop, he continued humming against me, liking my reaction and the feeling of hitting the back of his throat was incredible. “God Nick, so good,” I whispered before I felt the pleasure become too much. With a whimper of his name, I came into the back of his throat silently. He swallowed all he could, and zipped my pants back up. I slid to the ground, coming level with his head. His eyes were glazed blue and his lips were swollen red. He looked so fucking hot it hurt. I slid my hand to the back of his neck and brought him towards me. I needed to feel him. It had been so long. “I love you,” I whispered before I felt his lips press against mine. It was gentle. I loved him so much. He deepened it, trailing his tongue over my bottom lip. My hands came to his pants to start undoing them as our tongues battled against each other. He pushed away slowly, his hand against my chest. He shook his head trying to catch his breath, “no time.” “But Ni-” He put his finger to my lips to silence me and shook his head once more. “I love you,” he whispered before standing up and walking out the door. I stood in shock for a moment, in pleasure, in surprise, and in disgust to think that I actually was mad at him. He’s having as hard a time as I am. And the sweetie only did this to help relieve me. My heart, which was recovering, started beating loudly again. I love Nick Carter. BACK NEXT |
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