Luck Isn't Everything.
Fifteen.
When I woke up, Justin’s arms were still wrapped around me. I smiled and snuggled closer to him. It was nice to wake up the scent of his clothes and to the feeling of warmth and safety. It reminded me of the day I had found out my Grandmother on my Father’s side had passed away. I had been crying for hours in bed when Justin showed up at my door. He climbed into bed with me that day and held me until I fell asleep. He ended up spending the night because when I woke up the next morning, we were still in the same position we had been in when I fell asleep the night before.
He wiggled a little before opening his eyes and smiling, “Good morning, Gorgeous.”
I chuckled and smiled, “Good morning.”
“I’ll be honest and say that I’m surprised to see you’re still here,” he said lightly. He pulled me into a tighter hug, and continued, “I was expecting you to wake up, realize what happened, get scared, and take off.”
“I promised you I’d be here when the sun came up.”
“I know, sorry for assuming the worst….So….When are we going public?”
“Are we?” I asked, pulling my head back a little. I wasn’t expecting him to want to go public. Since the guys were just starting out the band, they didn’t want many personal things out, especially girlfriends. The way they gathered from the label was that if the fans thought they were single, they’d love them more. They were right to an extent, but it still sucked.
“I figured why not? The label won’t take us which means I don’t have to follow any stupid rules. Beside, most of our fans know you since you’re part of our crew. I think a lot of them saw this coming. We have a ship name,” he laughed. Whenever they got a chance to rent a van and tour, I would take care of their merchandise. I got to see every show, hang out with them backstage, attend some of the VIP parties, and meet the big bands they got to open for.
“A what?”
“A ship name,” he explained, “ they mix our names, so far the ones I’ve seen are Hosh, Gills, and Fiotin.”
I laughed, “those are awfu!”
“Yeah, haha, gotta give them credit though. It’s not like they have a lot to work with, our names are short.” I sat up and he got out of bed, grabbing some black skinnies, a tattooed and employed t-shirt, and some vans. “C’mon, I’ll take you by your house so you can change and stuff, and meanwhile I can hop in the shower.” He turned the radio off and headed out.
I got out of bed, grabbed my dress, shoes, and clutch, and followed him out of the room. I couldn’t hear anyone snoring or walking about the house, so my only guess was that we were home alone. “You’ll have to use Liam’s bathroom because I need a shower, big time.”
He wiggled a little before opening his eyes and smiling, “Good morning, Gorgeous.”
I chuckled and smiled, “Good morning.”
“I’ll be honest and say that I’m surprised to see you’re still here,” he said lightly. He pulled me into a tighter hug, and continued, “I was expecting you to wake up, realize what happened, get scared, and take off.”
“I promised you I’d be here when the sun came up.”
“I know, sorry for assuming the worst….So….When are we going public?”
“Are we?” I asked, pulling my head back a little. I wasn’t expecting him to want to go public. Since the guys were just starting out the band, they didn’t want many personal things out, especially girlfriends. The way they gathered from the label was that if the fans thought they were single, they’d love them more. They were right to an extent, but it still sucked.
“I figured why not? The label won’t take us which means I don’t have to follow any stupid rules. Beside, most of our fans know you since you’re part of our crew. I think a lot of them saw this coming. We have a ship name,” he laughed. Whenever they got a chance to rent a van and tour, I would take care of their merchandise. I got to see every show, hang out with them backstage, attend some of the VIP parties, and meet the big bands they got to open for.
“A what?”
“A ship name,” he explained, “ they mix our names, so far the ones I’ve seen are Hosh, Gills, and Fiotin.”
I laughed, “those are awfu!”
“Yeah, haha, gotta give them credit though. It’s not like they have a lot to work with, our names are short.” I sat up and he got out of bed, grabbing some black skinnies, a tattooed and employed t-shirt, and some vans. “C’mon, I’ll take you by your house so you can change and stuff, and meanwhile I can hop in the shower.” He turned the radio off and headed out.
I got out of bed, grabbed my dress, shoes, and clutch, and followed him out of the room. I couldn’t hear anyone snoring or walking about the house, so my only guess was that we were home alone. “You’ll have to use Liam’s bathroom because I need a shower, big time.”
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1/23/14