A Friendly Stranger
Having fun sucks. Time always goes by too quickly when you're having the time of your life with the man of your dreams. Too bad it can't last forever, I could've saved myself the painful goodbye I'm preparing myself to endure tomorrow afternoon when I head back home.
Justin's just as disappointed as I am about my departure. He told that he wished he could've spent most of the day with me, but this was a tour. He had to practice and perform before packing up and heading out again. So, as I gloomily packed my suitcase, I crumpled my nose and sighed pitifully.
I had only spent one week with Justin, but within that week I've been to Philadelphia, Harrisburg, Camden, New Jersey, and Delaware. We're back in New York and I can't even stay to see all of the attractions that I missed on my previous visit. It's tiring though, all the moving around. I feel terrible about everybody on the tour having to deal with this for a few more months.
I finally zipped my suitcase and duffel bag closed as I sat down on the king size bed in Justin's room. I looked around, still in awe at it's beauty, before my boredom settled in. I tapped my fingers and rolled my eyes as I stood up. I walked over to the bureau and grabbed my cell phone. I might as well go for a walk since I won't be doing anything else, so I put on my hoodie and headed out.
My walk was short because of my pit stop at a small cafe a few blocks from the hotel. I ordered myself a cinnamon raisin bagel with cream cheese and got water for my drink. I sat at a table in the corner of the room and began to eat my bagel. As I sat in comfortable bliss, I failed to notice my audience. I damn near choked when I saw Danyelle hovering over me with a nervous look spread across her face.
"Alonsha, before you say anything, I just wanted to talk." And I just wanted to shove my foot up your ass.
"Sorry, but I don't talk to skanks." I continued to snack on my food when I heard the chair across from me pull out.
"Fine, but at least hear me out." I rolled my eyes at her blatant stupidity.
"Danyelle. . ."
"I wanted to apologize." she interrupted. Apologize?
"For trying to steal my boyfriend?" I asked, rhetorically, "Apology not accepted." She sighed and I smiled inwardly, satisfied with her current frustration.
"I wasn't trying to steal him." she corrected.
"Well, what do you call shoving your tongue down his throat?" I could see the blood rushing up to her cheeks as a passing waiter glanced over at us.
"I wasn't thinking, okay?" No. "Look, Alonsha, what you and Jay have is nothing I could ever break up."
"Is this the part where I'm suppose to believe you?" I asked her.
"It's the truth," Danyelle said, "He. . . He just threw me on my ass." I couldn't help but snicker as I visualized it happening in front of me.
"Serves you right." I commented. She shrugged and smiled softly.
"Yeah, it did," she admitted, "I was being the type of woman every female hates."
"You mean the smutty ass, brainless slut that tries to steal our men?" Okay, that might have been mean, but the hoebag deserves it.
"Exactly," she agreed, "But you have to believe when I say how sorry I am." I sighed and bit my bottom lip.
"Okay," I said, "I believe you." She smiled and sat up.
"Good, because I'd hate to have you and Justin hating me."
"Justin doesn't hate you," I assured her, "He's just. . . pissed off." She shrugged.
"If you say so," she told me, "But with him ignoring me and giving me death glares, I'm not to sure." Call me crazy, but I could've sworn her eyes glazed over.
"Justin just needs time to think it through," I said in a surprisingly calm voice, "He cares about your friendship." I didn't know why I was being so nice to her, but I couldn't help it. She was being so honest and I couldn't let that go with some form of acknowledgment.
"Thanks, Alonsha." She said she picked up her purse. I watched as she shuffled through her bag and pulled out some money.
"You getting some lunch?" I asked curiously as I polished of what was left of my bagel.
"Nope, but you're bagel is on me."
"No, that's okay. I'll pay for it." She waved me off and grinned.
"This is only a small percentage of all the things I've gotta do to make everything up to you." She placed a ten dollar bill on the table and stood.
"Well, okay." I said reluctantly as I stood also.
"You want me to walk you back to the hotel?" she asked. I shrugged and stood next to her.
"Sure, why not?"
-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-
"So, you forgave her?" Justin asked as he propped himself up on his pillow. I shrugged as best I could in the tangle of sheets covering my body and sighed.
"I don't know," I answered, "Maybe, maybe not."
"Well, did you say 'I forgive you'?" he asked. I turned on my back and looked up at his high ceiling.
"No." I said simply.
"Then she's not forgiven," he decided as a smug grin spread across his face. I rolled my eyes and turned my attention back to the ceiling.
"You know, I really don't want to talk about Danyelle." Justin chuckled lightly and his head was suddenly hovering over mine.
"I'm sorry," he smiled, "But I find your new friendship with her absolutely fascinating." I huffed and rolled my eyes.
"There's no friendship," I corrected, "I just felt bad for her, Justin. She looked like she was gonna cry."
"So?" he asked with a small shrug.
"I'm sorry, Jay. But people have an effect on me." He smiled and brushed his nose up against mine.
"Do I have an effect on you?"
"I kinda fell in love with you, so what do you think?" He laughed and kissed my lips softly. I was instantly overcome with a warmth of electricity that only Justin could give. I placed my hand on his cheek and kissed him deeper, allowing my tongue to collide with his.
Baby would you mind touching me?
Ever so slowly
You're making me quiver
I felt Justin's hand slide down my leg, cupping the crook behind my knee. I giggled lightly as his fingers brushed my skin and Justin smiled against my lips. He kissed me softly before spreading my legs apart. He rested himself between them and moved his hands from my leg to my shoulders, slowly pulling the blanket down.
Baby would you mind undressing me?
Making me feel sexy
While in the moment
Talk about feeling sexy. He was looking at me like I was the hottest thing since sliced bread. I loved the feeling of confidence that flowed over me when he began to kiss a trail down the valley between my breast. The hot wetness of his mouth sent shivers down my spine as I caressed his buzzed head.
Cause I'm gonna
Bathe you, play with you, rub you, caress you
Tell you how much I've missed you
Before I knew it, we were all over the place. Touching. Licking. Even an occasional nibble here and there. I was on fire as Justin's warm breath blew past my ear.
"Let me have you from behind." he whispered in a voice that couldn't be described. It was so thick and sensual that I quickly obliged to his request. He pulled away from me, allowing me room to turn my back to him and get on my knees. I could feel his eyes on me and my want for him grew in the pit of my stomach.
I just wanna
Touch you, tease you, lick you, please you
Love you, hold you make love to you
And I'm gonna
Kiss you suck you taste you ride you
Feel you deep inside me ooh
My hands blindly found the edge of the headboard. I gripped it for support as I felt Justin slip inside me. I moaned at the wonderful sensation as he thursted inside of me. The bed shook and the mattress creaked beneath our moving weight.
I just wanna
Kiss you, suck you, taste you, ride you
Feel you, make you come too
I could feel Justin's chest against my back as he leaned over me. One of his hands found a place next to mine on the headboard to help support him. The other hand was on my breast, kneading and gripping it. I squeezed my thighs together, causing my inner walls to tighten. Justin moaned and his hand left my breast and found my clit instead.
I felt his fingers rub it in a circular motion that caused me to groan. He continued to touch me and thrust in me. I could feel myself begin to weaken because of my impending orgasm.
Baby would you mind coming inside of me?
Letting your juices free
Deep in my passion
"Shit. . ." I breathed as my hand left the headboard and rested in-between my legs. I held his hand in place and pressed his finger on my sensitive area, knowing that I'd come when I did so. He halted his thrusting momentarily as I closed my eyes in pleasure. I nearly collapsed as I came. Justin began to thrust into me again and a few seconds later, I could feel him explode inside of me.
We stayed still for a moment, trying to find our normal breathing patterns again. Justin slowly pulled out of me and flopped down on the bed. I pealed my hands off of the headboard and slide out of bed, standing in front of him.
"That was nice. . ." he breathed with a smile across him face. I smiled down at him and offered him my hand.
"Yes, but now you have to take me to the airport." He pouted and grabbed my hand, pulling down onto the bed. He climbed on top me and pinned me down.
"Stay with me." he pleaded as he stared into my eyes.
"I can't, you know that." He pressed his forehead against mine and kissed me.
"Screw the rules, you can stay." I wish I could've, but the tour manager made it perfectly clear that a week was more than enough.
"This tour is a major part of you career, Jay. I'd hate to mess it up for you." He playfully rolled his eyes and stood. This time, he offered his hand and pulled me up towards him.
"You care too much about me, you know that?" I laughed lightly and before stepping front of him.
"Would you rather have me hate you?" I asked as Justin shrugged.
"If it makes you all hot and mad like you were with Danyelle. . ." I smacked his chest and rolled my eyes.
"You are so nasty." I commented as I made my way into the bathroom.
"And you're so naked." he informed me as he stepped inside the bathroom also. I was naked. And, for once, I wasn't hiding myself from him. Wow.
"I didn't even notice." I said in awe as Justin adjusted the water's temperature for our shower.
"I wish I could say the same thing," Justin said, "But I've been staring at your ass this whole time." I laughed and stepped inside of the shower. Justin quickly followed and automatically pressed me up against the wall.
"Damn, boy," I smiled, "You don't waste anytime, do you?" He just smiled and captured my lips in his own.
-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-
Well, I'm finally on my way home. Saying goodbye to Justin hadn't been so bad. I didn't cry. . . that much. I know, I'm a loser, but I can't help it. I love him. And we all know how much it hurts to have to say goodbye to someone you love. I wouldn't be able to see him for another month. With my schedule and his schedule, things are going to get hectic. I can feel my stress already rising and I get the urge to turn back around and go back to Justin.
He takes it all away.
I guessed that's why I love him so much. He doesn't let the world rest on my shoulders. He protects me and loves me. Even when I don't think he wants me, he does. When I don't see the beautiful woman he loves, he does. When I hurt, he does. When I can't stand the world, he makes it go away. And I can't tell you how much I appreciate it all.
"Good evening, ladies and gentleman. We'll be landing shortly in Los Angeles International, so please secure your safety belts and thank you for flying American Airlines." I did as told and braced myself for the landing. I hated flying and I hated the bubble that always seemed to pop in my ear when the plane touched the ground.
"Flying sucks." I hear someone grumble. I turn to my left and saw the guy that had been sleeping for most of the flight, wide awake and well aware of his surroundings. I giggled lightly at his pale appearance. He looked over at me and I quickly stifled my laugh.
"Is my fear entertaining to you?" I heard him ask and I quickly regretted my childish snicker a few seconds ago.
"No," I answered, meekly, "I have the same fear." His face lit up and he smiled, revealing a row of pearly whites.
"Good to know I'm not alone," He grinned, "Adam." He extended his hand towards me and I shook it.
"Alonsha." I informed him. He nodded and sat back in his chair.
"Alonsha, huh?" I nodded, "That's very beautiful. It suits you." I smiled at him shrugged.
"Thanks, I guess." He laughed and shook his head.
"Let me guess, you have a boyfriend?" I nodded and smirked.
"Yeah, I do." I stated firmly.
"Lucky guy." I smiled softly and turned my attention the window. A few seconds later, I heard the muffled sound of some form of music and glanced over at Adam. His eyes were closed as he bobbed his head to the music in headphones. It reminded me of Justin for some reason.
Damn, I can't go one minute without him on my mind. I'm completely headsprung.
"Hey," I turned my head to Adam, "You wouldn't have some spare batteries laying around, would you?"
"I don't think so," I said as he sucked his teeth.
"Damn, how am I suppose to keep myself entertained now?" His face turned in a pout as he put away his CD player.
"There's always DVDs." I suggested.
"Nah, I don't have anything good." he complained. I smiled and grabbed my small bag. I pulled out my stash of DVDs and offered them to him.
"If you see something you like, you can borrow it." He smiled.
"Sweet, Lord of the Rings. . ." My eyes widened with excitement.
"You like Lord of the Rings?" He turned towards, his eyes smiling.
"Oh my god, it's only the best movie ever made." I laughed and nodded in agreement.
"My boyfriend thinks I only watch it for Orlando Bloom, but I think it's pretty good." Adam laughed and shook his head.
"So you're telling me you don't just watch it for him?" I smiled guiltily.
"Well, he's just a bonus." Adam laughed again and pointed his finger at me.
"Yeah, I knew it." he accused, "Women are always looking for the Bloom."
"The Bloom?" I questioned before laughing lightly.
"You don't like my phrase?" he asked in shock, "I'm offended."
"You're dramatic." I corrected. He smiled.
"Well, that too." he admitted. Adam took the movie out of it's case and popped it into the DVD player. He propped his screen up and I shifted in my seat it get a better view.
"Skip those scenes, lets get straight to the troll fight." He laughed at my urgency and did as I asked.
"Three words, baby," he said, "Best. Scene. Ever." I laughed before returning my attention back to the screen.
This Adam guy was alright.
Song Credit(s):
"Would You Mind?"- Janet Jackson
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