Avery’s POV

By the time two a.m. rolled around and the bouncers were kicking everyone out of the club, I was exhausted. I had dance and drank the night always and it felt good to just live and not worry about anything. For the first time in a few days, I just had fun and enjoyed myself, not caring who saw me or what I looked like. Damn this had been a good idea and I think I told Maya that about 80 times over the course of the night.

“I know, I know. I a genius and the best fucking friend on the planet,” Maya slurred, laughing as she stumbled toward me and pulled me into a rib cracking hug. “You were fucking awesome tonight, Ave…I want to see this little gnome more often.”

“Definitely, you were the life of the party,” Jess giggled, swinging her hair back and forth in front of her eyes with an amused expressed. Oh, yeah, she and Maya were both wasted. “We should…haha…drink more often!”

I laughed and nodded, putting my arm around both of the girls and guiding them towards the door. Not only had the alcohol dulled all pain and sadness I was feeling, but it also made me lose all of my inhibitions. Hell, just an hour ago, Maya had to pull me down off the table that I was dancing on so that the bouncer wouldn’t throw us out. I just felt so free and the music was surging through my veins—I couldn’t help myself.

But now as we headed back out into the cool city streets, I could feel my sobriety returning. It was probably for the best, considering that I was basically caring two very intoxicated friends. We really must have been a sight so see, since both Jess and Maya were leaning on me for support when I was only 5’4’’. They were both at least a good head taller than me and probably weighed a good 20-30 pounds more. Hey, my nickname wasn’t little gnome for kicks—I was indeed small!

“Are we sure there isn’t another bar open?” Maya giggled, tripping over her own feet. Thank god, I had a grip around her waist so she didn’t topple over. “I’m not ready to go back yet…though, I do miss my big guy…” A dreamy expression appeared on her face and I looked at Jess, both of us smiling knowingly.

“I think you’ve had enough, besides we have to work tomorrow,” I sighed, steading Jess and Maya on the curb, waiting for the cab.

How did I end up the most sober one in the group? Not that I was actually sober, I just wasn’t drunk enough to fall all over the place like the other two. I mean, I still had a good buzz but thankfully dancing had helped me sober up enough to regain my wit. But what if I was just as bad as the other two? I didn’t even want to think of where we would have ended up or what would have happened to us.

“Oh, don’t be a-a party-pooper, little gnome. Right Jess?” Maya slurred, trying to poke my nose but actually ended up poking in my eye. And if that wasn’t Apparently the face I made in the process was funny enough to send the three of us crashing to the ground just as the cab pulled up.

“She-she-she looked like she….hahaha!” Jess roared with laughter, gasping for air as I struggled back to my feet. Maya and Jess clung to each other laughing as I opened the cab door. “Oh my fucking god! That was hilarious!”

“Yes, yes it was funny but can we please get off the ground and into the car?” I sighed, putting my hands on my hips as I looked down at them. They were still hugging each other tightly, rocking back and forth, and laughing.

“Party-pooper!” Maya cried as I tugged on her arm. Come on, Maya please just this once follow directions in your drunken state? That was a laugh; she was even more stubborn when she was drunk, if that was even possible. I knew Maya wasn’t going to listen to a word I said, so why did I still keep trying.

“Please, M? I’m tired and I want to go to bed…besides I bet you and Jess have some kind of plans for the rest of the night.” Froze at my own words, not realizing what I had said until it was already out. That ache hit me all over again when I thought of Brian not sleeping in the same bed as me and that sucked. I had gotten so used to him being by my side and waking up in his arms that I didn’t even know what to with the thought of sleeping alone. Fuck, I missed Brian and right now, I would do anything for him to not be angry with him. Anything.

To my surprise Maya shakily stood up and stumbled into the car, followed by Jess. “I really miss that, big guy….do you think he noticed we were gone?” She asked after I shut the door.

“I can almost grantee it, M,” I replied with a frown, taking Jess’ bag as she flopped her head down on Maya lap. She slowly closed her eyes and let out a light moan. Fuck, I hoped she wasn’t about to vomit because I knew my stomach wouldn’t be able to handle that.

For the first time in a few hours, my mind went back to Matt and Brian. They had to be furious that we left without telling them. Well, at least Matt. Who knows what Brian was thinking? I wish I did so I could make everything better between him because I was missing everything about him. Fuck this was hard. Not to mention that it probably wasn’t the best idea to leave without telling them, considering how angry they were the last time we disappeared with Jimmy.

“Are you going to Jimmy’s room when we get back?” Maya asked, wiggling her eyebrows at Jess. “Hell, I bet that crazy guy is pacing the room right now just waiting for you to come back.”

“You’re probably right,” Jess said with a dreamy expression. “He just gets me in a way that no one else does…and he makes me feel….well, like the only one that matters when he looks at me.”

“I know what you mean,” Maya agreed, her voice slurring from her massive intake of alcohol. Jess’ face fell slightly but she didn’t say anything. “Jimmy just has this thing about him that makes you feel special…”

“You feel special around him too?” Jess’s voice sounded pained but I wasn’t quite sober enough to put the pieces together as to why she might be upset about that.

Maya smiled and looked down at Jess, slowly petting her hair. “Yeah…he makes everyone feel special. It’s just how amazing of a friend he is...and something about his touch is just soothing, you know? I don’t know what I’d do without him half of the time.”

“Yeah…” Jess sighed, sitting up and looking out the window with a frown. I thought I heard her mutter something under her breath, but I wasn’t sure because at that moment Maya was screaming at the cab driver to turn up the radio.

“What you like this song?” the man laughed, watching Maya dance in the back seat, almost hitting me in the face with her arms. It was only then that I realized who it was. Matt’s voice was screaming Bat Country through the car and I couldn’t help but smile a little. “You do know they are playing at the arena tomorrow, right?”

“Of course we know that,” Maya laughed, looking between Jess and I with a wicked smile. She was still so drunk but she didn’t even seem to notice. “We’ve seen them multiple times.”

“You have? Wow you girls must be their biggest fans.” I had to laugh at that one. If only the cab drive knew what we actually were. Though, I couldn’t fight the small pang of hurt when I heard Brian play his guitar solo. God I fucking missed him and just wanted things to go back to normal. How did he blow everything so out of proportion? Twice?! We really needed to talk. I had to make things right between us because I couldn’t stand not being around him any longer—it physically hurt as stupid as that sounded.

That thought didn’t leave my mind for the whole car ride back to the hotel. I kept trying to come up with ways to get Brian to talk to me but I didn’t know what would work. I’d never had something think I would cheat on them before, especially someone that I loved so much. It really hurt to think that Brian thought I was capable of such things. Did he know that I only had eyes for him? Hell, even to night, I couldn’t even look at another guys without thinking about him. That’s how much he was engrained in me and I needed for him to see that, to understand that, to feel that.

“No, no, no,” Maya slurred, waving her hand in front of my frowning face as I helped her and Jess out of the cab. “There is none of Miss-pouty-pouterton here! We are not going back to sadville!” she exclaimed, grabbing both Jess and I and pulling us toward the lobby.

“Yeah, just try not to thing about it too much, Ave. I’m sure you will figure it all out in the morning. I just have a feeling,” she said, sounding more sober, though her movement said otherwise.

“MY QUEEN!!”

We all looked up to see Jimmy come flying towards us like a bat out of hell as soon as we entered the lobby. He looked us all up and down to make sure we were in one piece and hugged us before he possessively grabbed Jess into his arms. He held her tightly and I couldn’t miss the smile growing on the redhead’s face. “You’re back! Thank fucking god, I was losing my mind and I could only count the fucking tiles on the floor fifteen times…” Jimmy said, staring directly at Jess with a huge smile. It was obviously that they were meant for each other. “You really should have brought me with you…I promise I would have been good,” he pouted. “I would have looked fucking amazing in that dress!”

Maya bent over with laughter because everything was apparently funnier in her drunken state. “I would have paid to see that…but it was a girls night and we had a blast.”

“Well, I’m tired after a night of dancing, so I’m going to head up to bed. You two have fun,” I said with a smile, throwing Jess and Jimmy a wink.

“Good night, and remember what I said,” Jess replied still looking at Jimmy. They seemed to be lost in each other eyes. It was seriously one of the sweetest things I had ever seen and it made me miss Brian even more.

“I will…have fun.” I said and started to steer Maya towards the

As soon as the words left my mouth, Jimmy picked Jess up over his shoulder and took off running in the opposite direction of their room. Where were they going? Oh, well, it wasn’t any of my business. My only job now was to get Maya safely back to our room without her breaking an ankle or falling down.

“You know what I miss the most about him?” Maya rambled as I tried to keep her upright. Who knew walking down the hall to our room would be this hard, especially when she kept trying to peak into the rooms to find Matts. Maya just kept repeating over and over again that she had to see him. I knew exactly how she felt, but this probably wasn’t the best time.

“What’s that?” I sighed and brushed my hair out of my face. The hallway was still spinning from the affect of the alcohol but I couldn’t stop now. But the closer and closer we got to our room, the more the reality of my situation with Brian set it and I just wanted to fix it. I would do anything at this point I was so desperate to have him back. Maybe after I put Maya in bed I could go bang on his door and hoped that he would let me in. I just didn’t want to fight anymore.

“Those cute little dimples when he smiles and way he looks at me…have you seen those eyes of his? I could get lost in them for days.” Maya never talked like this but you know what they say, alcohol brings out the truth in you. Now if I could only get her to say these things to Matt, then everything between them would be solved.

“I haven’t looked that closely but I’ll take your word for it, M. Now just hold on while I open the door,” I instructed, unlocking the door and pulling her into the dark suit. However, I wasn’t prepared for what was waiting for us when I turned on a light. Maya and I both gasped in surprise and stumbled backwards, seeing two figures sitting at the table smoking. “What are you doing here?” I asked, putting my hand over my chest to sooth my pounding heart as I looked at Matt and Brian. God they had scared the shit out of me!

“We were waiting for you to get back,” Matt said, standing up and crossing his arms. He sounded pissed but I too concerned with look Brian was giving me. I was locked in a staring war with him and I refused to look away. I had to make him see what was really going on here.

“Matt!” Maya yelled from beside me. The next thing I knew she was in Matt’s arms kissing his lips multiple times. “I missed you, big guy…I really missed you,” she whispered between kisses. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see a shit eating grin come over Matt’s face before he headed toward the door. Second’s later Brian and I were left alone in an awkward and unsettling silence.

I chewed my bottom lip as I looked into his dark brown eyes, trying to figure out exactly what he was thinking. He looked both angry and hurt and I felt the same way. Well, if he wasn’t going to talk first then I was going to.

“Brian, what are you doing here?” I asked as he said, “Where the hell were you?” at the same time.

I signed and ran my hands over my face, feeling my anxiety rising again. I didn’t want to fight with him but it seemed inevitable right now. He seemed to angry with me just to listen. “I went out with the girls to a dance club,” I sighed, feeling defeated.

“And you thought it was a good idea not to fucking tell me? Goddamn it, Ave! I’ve been looking for you for the past five fucking hours and I had to hear from Jimmy where you were! And you wouldn’t answer you phone, yet a-fucking-gain,” Brian raged, taking a step towards me. I swallowed thickly as his intoxicating smell hit me like a brick wall.

“I’m sorry…you weren’t really talking to me and I just couldn’t sit around and wait for you to decide I was important. Maya dragged me out and you know what, I had a good time. It was the first time today that I didn’t feel miserable!” I said, crossing my arms in front of my chest. My heart was racing as he took another step towards me, the anger evident in his features. I could see his tight jaw and that little vein bulging in his neck.

Brian let out a frustrated growl and ran his fingers through his hair. It was then that noticed the empty bottle of whiskey behind him. So he was drunk too? Somehow I didn’t think this was going to end well. “Fuck Avery! Do I really mean that little to you that you couldn’t have at least fucking texted me that you were leaving?”

I gapped at him. How could he think that I didn’t care about him? Not only did that thought hurt, but it also pissed me off. “Are you fucking serious?” I raged. “You are really that dense that you have no idea? Brian,” I sighed, throwing my hands up in the air. “I fucking love you! I couldn’t even look at another guy tonight, or ever without thinking about you! I don’t know what you think is going on between Jason and I but I can assure there is absolutely nothing but friendship. I don’t have feeling for him! I don’t want to date him! Hell the one fucking time we slept together before we were together, I was drunk of my ass and I thought he was you! I couldn’t betray you even if I wanted to. I am too fucking head over heels for you! I love YOU, Brian!” I yelled, poking his chest with my fingers angrily. I could feel the hot tears running down my face. If he wouldn’t believe me now then he never would.

“How many times do I have to tell you that before it sinks in? I’m fucking tired of fighting with you and having to prove myself to you. I’m in fucking love with—“

Suddenly Brian grabbed me by the back of the head and crashed his lips into mine, stopping my tear filled rant. His fingers twisted in my hair as our lips hungrily and desperate moved against each other. It had been far too long since I had kissed these lips and I couldn’t get enough. I wanted more. No, I needed more.

The next thing I knew my dress was on the floor and my back was pressed into the plush mattress. Brian was hovering overtop of me, leaving a trail of kisses in his wake. Each one setting my skin on fire in them most euphoric way possible. What was this power he had over me? It was remarkable how all our anger and frustration dissolved into this.

“Brian…please…” I moaned, raising my hips towards his dick. He started to slowly rub his erection over my folds in the most tormenting way possible. It was pure torture. I swear I was on the verge of crying at how badly my core burned but he just kept teasing me.

“How badly you want it?” Brian whispered against my neck before kissing it.

“Please…” I begged, my eyes becoming wet from agony I was feeling down below. I wanted him so badly it hurt.

Brian just smirked and shook his head, nibbling at my neck. “Ah, ah, ah…that’s not an answer,” he teased and I literally whimpered. His was rubbing his dick right over my entrance but refused to give me what I wanted the most. “How bad do you want it?”

“I’m about ready to burst…about ready to cry,” I gasped, feeling him swirl the tip over my clit.

“Now you know the torture you put me through daily,” he smirked again, continuing to suck on my neck. I moaned and wrapped my arms around him but he quickly grabbed them and pinned them over top of my head.

“What are you doing?” I whimpered as he held my hands tightly above my head. “Why are you torturing me?” I could hear him panting and I knew he wanted it as much as I did.

“I’m teaching you a lesson,” Brian said simply. I couldn’t take it anymore, I starting to struggle with him both with my arms and with my hips. I moved my hips up and down but he just growled and held me down tighter. “If you don’t stop, we’ll have to do this the hard way,” he smirked.

“Brian please…” I begged again, still struggling to get what I wanted. It was honestly the worst possible time for a game right now. My frustration was building and he knew it.

The next thing I knew, Brian leaned over the side of the bed and pulled his belt off the floor. “You asked or it, love,” he said, grabbing my hands and tying them the headboard with his belt. “Now I’ve got to teach you a lesson the hard way.” Was he seriously still smirking?

“What lesson?” I gasped as he spread my legs and rubbed my dripping wet folds with his fingers. He slowly stuck a finger inside and I moaned his name in delight. Finally we were getting somewhere! He slowly built up speed and as soon as I was about to meet my release he stopped. And he didn’t do it once but three times.

“This is cruel,” I moaned, feeling the burn even more. He had denied me three orgasms now and I was on the verge of losing my mind. “Please…”

“You’re starting to understand,” he chuckled, panting and trying to control himself. It was no secret that he was using every ounce of control not to just take me right there.

“Please…” I begged for the millionth time. “I need you…” I was squirming under the work of those magnificent fingers but he wasn’t giving in.

“You what?” He asked, increasing the speed.

“I need you…” I moaned, feeling on the edge again.

Suddenly he flipped me over and pressed my faced into the pillows and raised my hips to him. The leather was uncomfortably digging into my wrists but that one deep thrust made up for whatever unpleasant experience I was going through. God each thrust felt so damn good and I was slowly losing my mind.

“You like my cock deep inside you, don’t you, Ave?”

I could only nod in between my moans. I had to bite down on my bottom lip to keep from screaming out. This time was different then all our other encounters and I was slowly starting to understand what he wanted me to learn: He was the only one for me.

“Answer me!” he yelled, pulling out and then slamming back in. I gasped, feeling that surge of please.

“Y-Yes…” I replied shakily, my breath hitching in my throat as he slammed into me again and again.

“What was that? I couldn’t hear you?” Brian slapped my ass and I let out a cry. He was now mercilessly slamming into me and I felt like I was holding onto dear life. I gripped onto the studded leather and squeezed, trying to find the breaking point between pleasure and reality. “Say it louder!” he ordered and I had to admit, this side of him was quite sexy.

“I-I…” I started, panting as his fingers tangled in my hair and pulled my head back off the pillow. The other hand firmly gripped my hips and was surely leaving a deep rooted bruise.

“You what? Answer me!” There was another slap in the ass. My skin was tingling but I had to admit that it felt good.

“I-I love it…” was all I could manage between the brutal slams to my pussy.

“You love what? Tell me what you love!” He ordered, both hands now digging into my hips in a death grip. He slammed into me so hard that I couldn’t see anything for a few seconds. I could barely let out a moan, let alone answer the questions he was asking. Brian was driving me over the edge again and again and I was having a hard time breathing let alone talking.

“I-I-I…love….you…Brian,” I moaned into the pillows case as my walls started to clamp down on his dick. Only Brian had other plans. He quickly pulled out and flipped me over to my back as I looked up at him with confusion. What was he doing? My heart was racing in my chest as he slowly pushed back inside of me, this time different that the animalist manner he had before.

“Say it again,” he panted, his face only centimeters away from mine as he pulled out agian. His lips were so close and I longed for them to capture mine. The need was almost killing me.

“I love you, Brian,” I whispered back before his lips devoured mine in a in a hungry kiss.

“And will you ever leave me without telling me where you’re going again?” He asked against my lips.

“No…” I let out a light moan as he slowly slid back into me, this time much more sensual. “I love you…”

“I love you too, Ave,” Brain breathed, pulling away to look at me as he slowly moved inside of me. He leaned back down and captured my lips again in a hungry kiss. A couple deep thrusts and I moaned against his mouth as he bit down on my lower lip.

As I was fighting with the body ripping orgasm, his thrusts became faster and faster, guiding him towards his orgasm, before he crashed over me, completely drained and covered in sweat. Yet, he didn’t pull out of me, he just laid there, on top of me, sliding his arms under my back and pulling me close to him. I just wanted to put my arms around him, to touch him, but I couldn’t. As if heard my soundless begging, he raised his hand and with one swift movement, my hands were free and around his neck.

“I’m sorry I overreacted,” Brian whispered into my after a few minutes of silence. “I just couldn’t stand the idea of you with someone else…it fucking crushed me.”

“I promise you that will never happy, Bri,” I carefully ran my fingers over his face with a small smile. It felt good to be back in his arms. It was were I belonged. “Let’s make a promise to be honest with each other about everything and if we have a question…ask before all this happens again.”

“I think that’s a good plan, babe,” Brian said, gently kissing my lips. “But there is no one else for me, you have my word.”

“Same here,” I agreed as he rolled over so that I was lying on his chest, our bodies still connect. “Just remember me when you are on stage being a famous rock star,” I teased, pecking his lips.

“For me, Ave, you are the only thing that really matters.”

Notes

So Brain and Ave made up! Will it stay that way? Comments please!