You Think You've Got It, Don'tcha?

It was a few months later. Zack and the guys were all on tour. Though Michelle and Val stayed behind to keep me company, Johnny and Jimmy had brought their girlfriend and fiancé. But on the bright side, there was a way that I always got to see Zack. And that was through Skype.
We have Skyped every night since he first left. We even fell asleep together through Skype. Every once in a while I’d wake up and he would still be awake, watching me sleep. Honestly it was great. I felt protected when he was around and now I don’t have that type of protection anymore.

I had given up the cosmetology, and I later applied for culinary school. The closest I would find is Le Cordon Bleu. I was told that there was a very high possibility that I would get accepted. Since then, I’ve been working at one of the local coffee shops. Which is where I had spent most of my time anyways. Sometimes, I’d bring my laptop to work and Zack and I would Skype. I would show him what I had to do, and how to make certain things. He never really looked interested in it at all. But it was something. I tried to keep him entertained any way that I could. Usually it was silent there. The only thing playing would be the soft rock through the speakers that I would occasionally dance to while making tea. Sometimes I’d dance for Zack, and he’d just laugh, and tell me I’m crazy.

“So how was work today?” Zack asked. He shuffled to get comfortable, his screen moving every which way. I shrugged and pulled the shoulder of my shirt up, then rubbed my eyes. He stared at me, waiting for my answer.

“Work was okay.” I trailed off. For the most part, it had been, except a little boy and his mother making a scene while they were trying to order. The little boy had asked his mom for chocolate covered coffee beans and he cried when she said no.


“Okay?” He asked. I nodded.

“Okay.” I repeated. I scrunched my nose and pushed my glasses back up.

“I see you didn’t wear any makeup today.” He said, leaning onto his elbows. I nodded and smiled.

“Yeah. I felt too lazy to put any on today.” I shrugged. He nodded slowly then grinned.

“You’re too beautiful for that anyways, Kitten.” He said. I blushed and covered my face.

“You’re just saying that.” I said, peeping at him through my fingers. He shook his head.

“Not at all. I truly think you’re beautiful without all that shit you put on your eyes.” He replied. “It’s nice to see your eyes for a change too. I’m glad you pinned your bangs back.”

I had my hair in a sloppy bun, like I always did most of the time. Usually I’d keep my bangs down. But I was getting tired of hair in my face, and it was making my forehead break out from all of the grease. I wiggled my eyebrows for a second and smiled. “I actually have a forehead!” I shouted. He chuckled and nodded.

“That you do.” He said. “You wanna know what else I like to see?” He asked. I raised my eyebrows.

“What?”

“That gorgeous body of yours.” He said, lying back onto the headboard. After a moment I had heard a knock at his hotel room door. He turned his attention to the door. “I’ll be back in a moment.” He said then got up to check the peephole. A few moments later I heard laughter. I switched my laptop from my lap and I set it on the bed, getting comfortable and laying down.

“Ryden!” I heard someone shout. The voice was familiar. It sounded like Brian. And it probably was. I automatically shot up as I saw him on the screen and I grinned.

“Hey, Brian.” I said, waving. He moved over because Zack was nudging him, and eventually he was rubbing his shoulders.

“Uncalled for, man.” He whined. Zack smirked, and took the laptop back into his lap.

“I think it’s time for you to go, man.” He said. Brian groaned then ran his hands over his face.

“Fiiiine.” He said then shuffled off the bed and out of the room. Zack got up and followed, then locked the door when Brian left. He came back then sat the laptop back in his lap, adjusting the screen.

"Now." He grinned. "Where were we?" I blushed.

"Do you really want me to strip?" I asked. I pushed my glasses up my nose again, scrunching my nose a little.

"Kind of. Do you not want to?" He asked. I shook my head.

"Not over camera. Can I strip for you when you come back home?" I asked. He feigned a hurt expression, but nodded.

"Of course, Princess." He said. "I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

"Thank you baby." I said. "But wait. Close your eyes.. Okay?" He nodded then covered his eyes with his hands. "No peeking." I said. He nodded again and he kept his eyes covered. After a moment, I took a deep breath. I slipped off my shirt, revealing my black lace bra and laid back, slipping off my shorts, revealing my black panties. I leaned over, checking my hair in the screen and I took the tie out of my hair and shook my head, letting my hair fall past my shoulders and took another deep breath. "Zee." I said, trying to get his attention. He uncovered his eyes, and his eyes automatically widened.

"Baby, you didn't have to do this." He said. He reached down and adjusted his pants, and I blushed wildly. I watched him look me up and down, and he bit his lip and smirked. "Although, I'm not complaining."

"I know.." I said, shaking my hips a little. He smiled.

"I'm glad you did though. The things I would do to you if I had the chance right now." He mumbled. I leaned in closer to the screen and bit my lip.

"What would you do?" I asked. He smirked again.
"I'd do so many things.." He trailed off. "Like bending you over the kitchen counter and fucking you senseless."

I blushed wildly, covering my face. “Really? You’d do that?”

“Yeah I would. I’d make you scream so loud people across town would know my name.”

“You’re so dirty.” I giggled.

“I’m serious, I would. I’m coming to get you. Tour is getting lonely without you here, Kitten.” He said, frowning a little. I uncovered my face and frowned.

“When are you coming to get me?” I asked, tilting my head to the side a little. He shrugged.

“Whenever I can, Ry. I don’t know.” He ran his hands over his face and sighed. “If the guys would let me fly out and get you. We’re in Sacramento. That’s a 6 hour drive from here to there.”

“Then I could just drive there. When are you guys leaving for the next venue?”

“We’re leaving in a couple of days. We’ll be closer in a couple of days.”

“By closer, you mean..?”

“By closer, I mean Modesto. Thats 3 hours away from both of us. I could come get you Friday. That’s the day we don’t have any shows right now.” He said. I sat up, pulling on my sweater and pulled the sleeves over my hands.

“Yeah, that could work, maybe. Are you just touring around California?”

“Yeah. Just California for right now. Maybe we’d expand it after a while.” He said. “I’m tempted to come get you right now. I don’t think we start until late tomorrow night. And it’s only…” He checked his phone, and sat it back down. “It’s only like, midnight. I’d make it back before the show.”

“So you’d come get me tonight?” I asked. He nodded.

“If the guys will let me, I will. Just pack a bag in case. If I don’t show up, I’ll get you Friday.”

“But if you get me tonight that’s a six hour drive. You won’t make it back in time.”

“I’d make it back at like 1 in the afternoon.” He said, perking one of his brows. Again. Those brows were perfect.

“Are you sure? I don’t want you coming tonight if you can’t make it.”

“Well if you keep arguing with me, I won’t make it.” He chuckled. I nodded.

“Alright. I’ll let you go then. I don’t want to make you late. I’ll start packing some of my clothes and I’ll wait.”

“Okay, kitten. Is the key still under the map?” He asked. I nodded.

“It is. And I’m sleeping in your bed tonight.” I said.

“It’s our bed, baby. Our bed.” he said. “We can change the room you used to sleep in the guest room, like it was when you first started staying here. I want to make things a little more serious. Is that okay?” He asked. I pondered a moment, and i nodded, smiling a little.

“Yeah. That is okay. How serious are you talking?” I asked. He sat up, reaching into his pocket and pulled out a ring, putting it in front of the camera.

“Promise ring serious. It may not be your size. but I can always get it resized. Hell, it may not even be really serious at all. I just want to know if you’re going to be willing to stick around through all the bad shit and not leave when things get tough. When I think about my future, I don’t see myself with anyone but you, Ryden.” He said. I smiled wider, and I nodded again.

“You’re like my best friend. And you’re my boyfriend. But yeah. You should know by now that I’m not planning on leaving any time soon. And if I did, it wouldn’t be when things weren’t easy. I’m not leaving until you get sick of me, or if I have a legitimate reason to.” I replied. “I’ll never take that ring off.”

“Unless I get you an engagement ring. Or a wedding band.” He said. I giggled.

“Go ahead and start driving, baby. You won’t make it if you keep talking to me. Text me and I’ll stay up as long as I can.”

“Okay babe. Sleep tight. I’m not going to keep you up longer than you want to be. Get some rest.”

“After I finish packing.” I said. “Bye, baby. I’ll see you when you get here.”

“See you when I get there. I love you.”

“I love you too.” I said, blowing him a kiss. He acted like he had caught it, and he rubbed his hand on his cheek. I giggled again. I waved, and he had hung up. After I closed my laptop, I slipped on some jogging pants and I put my hair up in a bun again. After that, I got up, walking over to our closet, and I grabbed a few outfits, stuffing them in my suitcase. I was extremely excited. After 2 months of not seeing him, I was able to. I was overly excited. There was no words to explain it. After packing, I texted him, saying how much I loved him and that I hope he had a safe trip, and then I laid down, slowly falling asleep.

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