With Me Tonight

"Come on. Come on. Come onn," I chanted while lightly shaking up and down on my feet while I held my curling iron to my head.

I am running late.

Norman is going to be here in what, 15 minutes to pick me up? And I'm still in only my underwear, curling my hair? Being a girl is so damn complicated. Why was is necessary that we have to have pretty nails and smooth, hairless legs and nice dresses that match with our shoes and cover up to cover the tiredness on our faces?
It's so much work. Especially when I only got home an hour ago from helping out Veronica with her beauty needs.

"Finally," I groaned, setting down my curling iron and turning it off when I finished with it. I didn't have time to do full on curls, so I settled with nice flow-y waves. My make-up isn't that much, either. Just enough to cover the tired bags under my eyes and some eye make-up to bring out the color in them and some lipstick. I never really liked wearing a bunch of make-up because it made me feel gross, but this was simple and made me look a lot better than I did this morning.

I ran to my closet and pulled out the beautiful purple dress that was dangling off the hanger and laid it on my bed. I smiled at it; it's time.

I pulled it off the hanger and stepped into it, pulling it up my body, then struggling with the zipper for a little bit. I couldn't reach my hand back far enough to get the damn thing all the way up. Son of a bitch.

I was already stressing out and nervous as all shit for this big date, and now my zipper thinks it's funny to mess with me? I huffed and decided I would wait until Norman was here to help me zip it all the way up. Shit, I was so nervous. I mean I've been on dates with Norman before, but something felt special about today. Besides the fact that my best friend was getting married, of course.

Okay, Belle, focus.

I made sure my necklace was on, the old four leaf clover one my brother gave me, then started making a mental check list..

Earrings, purse, phone, shoe- Shoes. Fuck, where are my shoes??

I ran around my room, throwing things and digging through all my stuff lying around. I swear my shoes were here two seconds ago!

I glanced up at my clock and saw that Norman would be at my door any time now. Shit. I searched a little more frantically, until I found one hiding under a towel. I grabbed it and slid on the plain black high heel. Now where is the other little bastard? It had to be close..

Knock. Knock. Knock.

My heart skipped a beat and I froze. Norman. "Come in!" I called over, resuming my search for that damn shoe, hopping on one foot. I heard the door open and close, "one sec!" I heard his footsteps come closer to my room, shit, he's not gona see me and this damn mess like this. "Ah ha!" I finally found the shoe and grabbed it, running out of my room, shutting the light off as I did right after I got it.

I used the wall for support as I hobbled on one leg down the hall while trying to put my shoe on, but then froze when I saw Norman, standing at the end of the hallway.

I let my foot slowly go back down to the ground and I stood up straight. Neither of us said anything for a few moments, being completely sucked in to the others beauty. He looked amazing... More than amazing.

He was all cleaned up in his black suit and tie, blue eyes glowing like the sea, and hair whisping like waves. I let my eyes look over every detail of him, from his shiny black shoes, to his cute nose, trying my hardest to take his appearance in. I was instantly calm in his presence.

"I...Wow," he stuttered, snapping me out of my trance. "Babe, you look... wow." A wide smile spread across my face and I slowly started to walk over to him, afraid he might disappear if I got to close, possibly fly back to heaven. I almost laughed at myself, but the only noise were my heels clicking on the ground as I walked. "Can you help me?" My voice was softer than I imagined and I saw him staring blankly at me, before I brushed my hair to the side and turned around, revealing my half zipped zipper and the tattoos that laced my back. Thankfully he couldn't see me blushing like a mad man.

I heard the floor creak when he stepped closer, then shivered when he lightly placed his hands on my waist. He grabbed the zipper and slowly zipped it up, but never let go once he did. Instead, he leaned down, his lips softly landing on my bare shoulder. I let my eyes flutter close and let out a shaky sigh when he laid angelic kisses on my shoulder and up my neck, stopping right below my ear. "You're so beautiful."

His voice was like a shot of cocaine into my vein, making me shiver and want to listen to him all night long, every night. I was intoxicated with him.

I dropped my hair that I was holding to the side and slowly turned around, my eyes being filled with Norman. "And you..." I let my hands wander down his chest. "You look amazing. Very handsome," I smiled, which he returned. He looked delicious.

We both just smiled at each other for a little, embracing the moment. "Ready to go?" His soft voice made me let out a sigh and nod my head. I grabbed my jacket off of the kitchen counter as well as my purse, and then we were out the door. It was a beautiful day, a little chilly, but beautiful. Gus and Veronica were getting married at a church, but outside of the church, so it was a beautiful day for that, and then they were having their reception in a beautiful banquet type room near by. So much beauty.

We both got into the cab and I gave the driver directions to the church, nerves starting to well up in me. I hadn't even realized I was shaking my leg until Norman put one of his hands on my knee, making me shiver slightly. "Relax, babe," he smiled and I couldn't help but smile back at the comfort and relaxation that washed over me because of him. I nodded slightly, and smiled to myself when Norman kept his hand on my leg, sliding over closer to me to sit. He let his thumb draw circles on my skin, making me sigh contently and I could even see his hand twitching to go lower. I bit my lip with out breaking eye contact with Norman. I don't think he even had his ray bands with him today, which I was happy about because his blue eyes seemed to be extra bright today.

The rest of the cab ride was short, and before we knew it, we were pulling up to the church. Norman paid the driver and then got out first, holding his hand out for me when he did. "Me lady," he said with a teasing smirk on his face and I rolled my eyes before grabbing his hand and getting out of the cab.

We walked up the stone stairs and went through the big doors into the church that was absolutely beautiful. "Have you ever been here before?" I asked Norman, my eyes still wandering around the inside of the church. "It's so beautiful.." I whispered and turned to look at Norman who was looking intently back at me. "Yeah..It is."

My lips spread in a smile and then Norman continued to lead me to where everyone else was outside. "Wait," I stopped and he raised an eyebrow at me. "Come with me to go see Gus real quick?"

He smirked and nodded, so I pulled him to the opposite direction, to the room that Gus was supposed to be in. I heard some chatter inside, so I knocked. "It's Belle and Norman!" Someone shuffled around inside before an older man opened the door. I looked up and saw Gus standing across the room by the mirrors and a few other men inside. I instantly wanted to cry, my best friend was getting married! My best friend who had helped me so much was happy and that made me so happy. Norman released me and I ran across the room, almost tackling Gus over in a hug. "You're getting married!" I yelled in happiness and he chuckled. He lifted me off the ground a little in the hug and then set me down. I smiled big and breathed in a big breath so I don't cry, but then remember something. "I have something for you," I said and opened up my purse, pulling out the small item. I held it in my palm, which I opened up to him, showing him the small tie pin. It was an elegant version of Scotland's flower, with tints of shiny green in it. "It was Cam's, he'd want you to have it," my voice was soft and quiet.

I took the pin in my hand and reached over to his chest, pinning it on nicely and then smoothing his tie back out. Everything in the room was quiet as they watched me. "I'm so happy for you," I said, still barely above a whisper, meeting his eyes. He pulled me into another an one silent tear escaped my eye. "Geeze Belle, you always know how to make my cry like a baby," Gus said, receiving a few chuckles. We yet again broke away from the hug and I smiled up at him. "Well, I've got to head over to Veronica's room," I remembered that I should really be there instead of here because I'm a bridesmaid. Gus nodded and smiled at her name, making me smile before I walked back to Norman who was watching me with adoration in his eyes. The same way I looked at him.

"You'll be alright here?" I asked. Him and Gus had actually become good friends over all this time and ended up becoming one of his groomsmen, which I thought was terrific. He nodded and smirked, "I'll be fine, babe," he leaned down and kissed my cheek, making it linger a little bit, knowing he was making me shiver. I bit my lip and smiled, "see you later."

After I left it took me a little bit to find her room, but when I did I gasped when I saw her standing in the middle in her wedding dress. She truly was beautiful and the dress was the same. "Wow, Veronica, you look beyond amazing," I stated and walked over, giving her a big hug. "You think Gus will like it?" She asked, looking back in to the mirror. "Are you kidding? I think he'll LOVE it!" The other bridesmaids in the room agreed and Veronica was getting jittery with nerves and excitement.

We spent at least another half an hour getting Veronica ready and calmed down, and by the time her Dad walked in telling us it's time, she was glowing, making everyone else feeling the same. First the bridesmaids walked out in a line to meet up with the groomsmen, Norman and I locking eyes immediately. Dorky smiles took over our faces when we walked next to each other, heading outside and down the aisle. I was told to look forwards, but it was near impossible to take my eyes away from Norman who was brushing arms with me. Eventually we did have to spilt away, going to our separate sides from Gus, who was standing, waiting for his soon to be wife.

And when she did come down and they started to say their vows, I was trying my hardest not to cry. Their love was inspirational and strong and knowing this was my best friend, almost brother, made me even happier. I saw the happiness in his eyes when it was announced they were now husband and wife and I cheered aloud with everyone else while they laughed in pure joy. It was making me happy, knowing two people could love each other so much and when I turned my head, I met Norman's eyes head on. They were soft, but intense as he smiled at me, and my mind was clouded with him and only him at the time.

A bunch of photos were taken and soon enough we were all headed into the room for the reception. It was only lit up by white lights dangling all over the room and walls, filled with tables and a dance floor with the table for the bride and groom at the back of it. I remembered being near Norman, but got pulled away to talk with a bunch of people. I talked to Gus's parents, getting a warm 'nice to see you again' and 'how are you' from them. We talked a little bit about Gus, but eventually they wanted to go talk to Veronica's parents, so I let them go. I went up on my tippy toes to look over the crowd for Norman, but ended up being stopped by a hand on my arm. I turned around to be greeted by Sam and a few other friends that we hang out at the bar with. I gave them all quick hugs, "wow, I don't think I've ever seen any of you clean up like this," I said, signaling my eyes to their suits. They laughed, "and I don't think I've ever seen you look so beautiful," Sammy said quietly to me. I forced out an awkward laugh and weird smile at him, feeling a little uncomfortable at his closeness. "Uh, thanks," I avoided eye contact, and smiled widely to myself when I saw Norman casually chatting with a few other people who seemed really interested in him. "Hey, I gotta go, see you later, Sam."

I went over to Norman, weaving through people until he turned his head and caught sight of me. His own big smile came over his face and he held out his hand for me to take, which I did. He tucked me into his side, while finishing his conversation which I was completely not following because I was just looking up at him, watching him talk. He used his free hand to talk with and he always made a lot of cute faces for exaggeration. But, even when he was just chatting normally, I couldn't take my eyes of him. He made me all bubbly on the inside.

I didn't even realize their conversation was over until Norman looked down at me, a big goofy smile on his face when he saw me already looking up at him. "Ready to eat?" He asked and I simply bit my lip while nodding before he lead me over to the table we were assigned to. It was by a few other of the bridesmaids and groomsmen we didn't know, but it was okay because we just scooted our chairs closer together.

*(third person pov)*

They were completely enjoying themselves, in their own little world. They laughed and talked quietly to each other, having their own separate conversation during the diner. Both would find any reason to touch the other, whether it was Norman's hand on her knee, brushing hair out of her face, holding their hands, playfully shoving each other, or even just knees brushing under the table. And they couldn't keep their eyes off each other. Neither had ever seen something so beautiful.

Norman swears that every feature of hers is light tonight. Glowing almost. This wasn't even their wedding and she's so happy. Her eyes would twinkle at him and her lips were almost always in a full smile when not sipping on her champagne. Her hair would dance over her bare shoulders and even a few of her freckles were standing out more. And the rest of her body was definitely a sight for sore eyes. Every move she made Norman's eyes followed. Everything he did Belle was focused on. And everyone else at their table noticed the way they looked at each other. They envied it.

When dessert was served Norman watched as her eyes widened and she giggled at the big delicious cake, reminding him of their first date. Norman was so busy watching her that someone speaking into the microphone snapped him completely out of his trance. "Now that we've all filled up completely on that heavenly cake, it's time for the first dance," a man said, but then Gus got up, taking over the mike. "For this, I'd like to introduce my best friend slash sister, Belle, who after a lot of convincing, agreed to sing for us."

Norman's eyebrows raised and he turned his head to now see a fidgety and nervous Belle. He had no idea she was singing tonight. He really had only ever heard her sing when she showered at his place, but knew she was good. Some people cheered, especially the guys from the bar, when Gus mentioned her. Norman sat up, putting a hand on her leg he could feel her nerves. "You'll do great, babe."

He calmed her a ton, so she flashed him a small smile and then gathered all the confidence she could. She gave him a quick kiss, barely even able to savor it, before she ran up to the stage. She had never considered herself talented, let alone a good singer, but she was just going to do this for Gus and Veronica... Get it over with.

People were getting up as well to gather on the dance floor, but Gus and Veronica taking the large area in the center. Norman could hear Belle take in a shaky breath and then meet his eyes, trying to calm herself. "Uh, hi. Yeah, I'm Belle," she said into the microphone. "And I guess I'm singing now." A few chuckles went around and she stepped back to tell the band the song she was going to sing.

(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AZHP9uVd1b8)

Norman felt like he was punched in the gut, completely breathless, when she started to sing. He was frozen and his eyes were glued to her, watching her eyes flutter close as the words spilled out of her mouth, rushing over all the people. You could tell that he wasn't the only one left breathless by her performance, no one expecting that much emotion and beauty to come out of her. Norman was amazed.. taken away by every movement and sound she made.
Belle let her eyes flutter back open, almost afraid to see every ones reaction, but when she locked eyes with Norman every worry was washed from her. He made her heart skip a beat and she looked directly at him while she sang the next part.

And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't wanna go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
When sooner or later it's over
I just don't wanna miss you tonight.

When she finished, and the couple finished dancing, a round of applause was loudly sent her way. Belle blushed and mumbled a thank you before hopping of the stage, going straight to Norman. When she got there she was barely even able to say a word before he cupped her face and crashed his lips down to hers. She gasped lightly, but quickly threw her hands around his neck. The kiss wasn't hungry like some of their other ones, it was slow and was making Belle's head spin from the passion. Both of their whole bodies were tingling and his soft lips caressed her own. It was like the whole world was only them and Belle was laughing inside of her head, thinking that this only happens in movies... The feeling she was getting inside of her.

But, it wasn't made up, it was real.

Another slower song came on, for the next dance, and Belle pulled Norman to the dance floor, gathering in the crowd of people. He put his hands on her waist and her arms over his shoulders, looking into each others eyes.

(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qxmcQGeNcMc)

As the song progressed on, Norman had one arm around her waist, rubbing her back lightly while the other hand clasped hers, holding both close to him. Her cheek rested on his chest, listening to his heart beat and breathing him in while they swayed. They were both living in the moment, the moment that she realized something. She realized what she had been feeling inside her. Every tingle or shiver or smile. She loved him. And no matter how much that scared the shit out of her, she still felt it thriving inside of her.

She was afraid that they were moving too fast, that she loved him too fast just like she did Eric. But, in a few months it would be at least a year that she's known him. And this was like nothing she had ever felt for Eric.

There is no where she would rather be.

And Norman, he knew he's loved her. He knew since the first time he chased after her that she had him. But, he's never spoken a word of it, not knowing when the right time was.

Norman kissed the top of her head and she looked up at him when he pulled away. Their eyes bore into each other, neither knowing what to say.
---

They couldn't keep their hands off each other the whole cab ride home. At one point she was even laying down in the back seat with him hovering over her, running his hand up and down her side while the other brushed hair back out of her face.

They never broke the grasp of their hands when he led her up the stairs to her apartment, opening the door for her, and they didn't break until they both had to take off the jackets they were wearing. Norman turned to her and it was like he was looking at her for the first time again.

She oozed warmth and strength and love and could knock a man dead with just one look. But, lucky for him, he survived. He wanted to show her how lucky he was.. He took a stride forward, one hand on her cheek while the other had a fist full of her hair. When their lips connected she sighed into his mouth, driving him mad with desire and her with those head spinning tingles. Her hands moved up and cupped his face, thumbs brushing against his cheeks when her legs instinctively went around his waist and he carried her into the bedroom. When he got in there, he threw her onto the bed, her giggles filling his ears and making him smile when she was greeted by the fluff of the comforter.

After taking in the view of her, he didn't waste another second and climbed atop of her, sending kisses from her soft lips to her chin, neck, collar bone, and then down to her breasts, smirking a little when he heard her take a sharp breath in.

He sat her up so her chest was against his and let his hands find the zipper of her dress, pulling it down, the cool air on her back making her shiver. He let her fall back down flat and then in one big yank, pulled her dress completely off. Her giggles filled the air once again and the confidence that she was looking for finally returned when she saw him slightly gawk at her. It had been a little while since she did this, but then in an instant it was like it was no time at all.

Lust was clouding his eyes and a growl escaped his lips as he came back over her, connecting lips and running his hands over her bare sides, heading to her bra strap. She let her hands move up, finding his tie and the buttons of his shirt and impatiently ripping them open, throwing his shirt somewhere unknown. She sat her self up, throwing her arms around his neck and starting to kiss and bite down his bare neck and strong shoulders that she loved so much.

Belle laid herself back down, letting Norman's hands run down the soft skin of her arms, causing her to shiver when he pulled down the straps of her bra. Norman tossed the bra behind him and let his eyes just look down at Belle below him. He let his eyes wander of her body, from her teeth gnawing on her lips to her protruding collar bone to her voluminous breasts and even to the little freckle on her stomach. He thought she was the most beautiful thing in the world.

Belle was starting to get a little self conscious, having Norman just staring down at her for a while, but when his lust filled eyes met hers and he leaned down, crashing his lips to hers, then kiss down her neck, she was reassured. "So...Beautiful," he said between kisses and Belle felt his fingers hook onto the waist band of her panties. Just seeing her man hovering over her, wide and strong shoulders, and narrow torso was driving her crazy. Feeling his touch all over her body and his lips, was driving her insane. And when Norman's mouth hooked around one of her breasts, her body has never craved for somebody so badly. Her back arched slightly, a moan escaping her lips as she threw her head back when Norman started to bit and suck on her right nipple, one of his hands on the other. Norman loved all the sounds she was making, they were music to his ears, especially because he knew he was causing them. "Norm...Norman, I need you," Belle's voice was putting Norman into completely bliss and he knew he needed her, too.

Neither could stand any more of the teasing or foreplay, that was for another time, but right now they just needed to feel each other completely.

Norman sat up onto his knees by Belle's feet, starting to quickly undo his belt buckle while Belle laid there, biting her lip at the sight of him in front of her. His strong arms and chest and beautiful face lightly glowing from the moon light coming from the window. He was taking too long for her liking, so she helped him with his buckle and pants button before he stood up and shimmied the rest of his clothes of. Belle was almost sure she had bit her lip so hard it drew blood, but she was afriad her mouth was going to fall open as she saw him, completely naked. She couldn't lie and say she hasn't thought about what he would look like naked, but seeing him now was nothing she could have imagined.

He got back down onto his knees on the bed and kissed the inside of her tigh while he pulled her heels off, dropping each onto the floor and revealing her nicely painted toes. When he got those off he quickly reached up and brought her panties off. He took one more look at her below him before he knelt between her legs, widening them to fit his hips. He leaned forward, putting his hands on either side of her head and looking into her eyes for approval. She nodded.
He lined him self up with her awaiting core and leaned down, planting open mouth kisses down her jawline. Belle thought she was going to go crazy, she was beyond aching for this man and she couldn't wait any longer. When Norman pushed his tip in, she gasped lightly, but then it turned into a long moan as he filled her up. And he really did fill her all the way up.

Belle's eyes fluttered close as Norman gave her a minute to adjust to his size, but when she started to buck her hips, he smirked and started to rock his hips into her. He wen't slowly at first, afraid of hurting her, but she was only moaning and moving for more. He pulled his hips back so he was almost out, but them slammed back in, making Belle scream out in pleasure. Her body was on fire, so many things coursing though her veins, and she had never felt this good before. Norman kept continuing his motion, hitting the magical spot inside her every time, and before she knew it he was going at a steady and very fast speed. She couldn't even help the noises that came out of her mouth if she wanted to. Everything felt so good.

Belle wrapped her legs around his waist and her hands were holding on to his strong arms tightly while she was feeling herself start to tense. It started low and lightly burning, but the fire in the pit of her stomach had flames running all over her body. Norman's thrusts came wilder and stronger when he felt her and himself reach their ends and soon enough her walls were clamping down around him. "N-Norman," she moaned. "Fuck." Pleasure was being injected all over her body, causing her to shake and squirm lightly as her orgasm hit, milking Norman as she did. Norman had his own spill of curse words fall from him when he did.

They both caught their breaths for a minute, but then Belle quickly leaned up and kissed him deeply. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders and neck so her top half was in the air and her breasts rubbed against Norman's chest. He felt jolts get sent down him and then himself grow hard again inside her. Norman moved forward, sitting up onto his knees, her still clinging onto him, attacking his mouth with her own. He let his hands move to her breasts and cup them, squeezing and running his thumb over the hardened nipples, making her moan slightly into his mouth and then grind her hips in circles, feeling him twitch inside of her. Norman moved his hands to run down her back and then grabbed under her ass, lifting her up and down on him, which she gladly allowed him to do. She let her teeth graze his shoulder as he continued to lift her up and own on his length, but his pace was agonizingly slow. "Norman.. take me.. take me faster, baby, oh God," Belle's words made him growl lightly and he quickly moved so he was sitting with his back against the headboard. She gasped at the feel of him buried completely inside of her and he started to lift her faster and harder up and down on him, which she started to move her hips up and down to help him.

Her moans got increasingly louder and she reached out to grasp hard onto Norman while her other hand went to her breast while the speed increased. Norman was groaning at the sight and the feeling of himself so deep inside of her and both knew it wouldn't be much longer. Belle's body started to shake harder and tense for the second time, and now she had both hands gripping onto Norman. "Oh fuck, Norm! Yes! I-I-," her next words were cut off by her own loud screams and moans as her body reached it's second orgasm of the night, intense waves of pleasure crashing over her, making her body convulse. She clawed at Norman's arms, barely even able to choke out her last moan, while her orgasm was still taking its rounds.

"Shit, babe," Norman growled from deep inside his chest and his body shuddered, meeting is own second release. The rode out their last moments together before Belle collapsed onto him.

*(Belle's point of view)*

My breathing was heavy as my head laid on his upper chest, listening to his rapid heart beat. My whole body was tingling fro the warmth radiating off of him and I let a wide smile form over my lips. That was amazing. He is amazing. Everything about him is and I just connected with him in a way i never had before. I love him.

But, I can't tell him that.

I didn't chose to love him. It scares me to love him because what if he doesn't love me? What if it's too soon? What if something happens? Fuck, no Belle. Nothings going to happen. I can love him just fine and enjoy every second I have with him.

I leaned up, removing my head from his chest and looking up at him, his baby blue sparkling eyes meeting my own. He brought his hand up and pushed some of my now messy hair back out of my face, I sighed and closed my eyes momentarily, breathing the moment in. "Now I'm hungry," I pouted teasingly, and I could feel the rumbles of Norman's laugh come from his chest. "Did you eat enough dinner tonight?" He asked, drawing little circles on my lower back.

"Not really, but I had a loooot of that cake. It was really good," I laughed a little and Norman joined with me while I laid my head back down, but this time on his shoulder. He reached over and pulled the covers over my lower half. "Cake's always good," he agreed.

"Chocolate or Vanilla... which is better?" I asked randomly, just enjoying the calming conversation with him.

"Hmm... Chocolate," he said starting to swirl his fingers up and down my spine.

"I agree, but red velvet is good, too," I was now letting my own fingers trace around his arm and I heard him let out a 'mhm'. It was quiet besides the sound of our breathing and his heart beat in my ear for a little, before he spoke up. "You did really good tonight, babe."

I was a little confused, but then I chuckled. "With the sex?"

He laughed too, now. "I meant your singing, but I guess that works, too," he looked down at me. "I'll have to see if someone recorded it, or else I'm going to make you sing to me all the time."

I snorted a laugh, "do you want me to serenade you into the moonlight?" I teased and he smiled at me, revealing his perfect white teeth. He made a sudden movement so we were lying horizontal on the bed and he was once again covering over me. "As a mater of fact, yes," he smirked before kissing me lightly and then laying next to me, pulling me into his side, which I gladly cuddled up to. Norman is definitely a snuggler.

"So how was your week, babe?" He asked, his hand resting on my warm lower back.

I decided what the right word would be to use to describe it. "..Interesting."

"Why's that?" He looked down to me slightly.

"Well, it was really hectic, but at the same time kind of boring, and I even had a weird encounter with the paparazzi."

"What?!" He sat up a little bit, surprising me a little.

"What?" I asked back, now sitting up a little as well. He ran a hand trough his hair and let out an agitated sigh, am I missing something here? "What did they do?" He asked, looking at me intently. "Uh, well, practically scared me half to death by jumping out on me and just started asking a bunch of random shit. But, I was saved by Tommy who works at Starbucks."

"Fuck," he mumbled to himself, tugging on his hair a little. "That's the last thing I wanted."

I was a little bit confused at what he was saying and why he was getting so worked up over this. "What?" I asked again.

"I didn't want them to find you, because not only is it annoying as fuck, you just said they scared the hell out of you."

They were pretty freaky and I was not expecting it, so he had a point, but it was over. "It's not a big deal, Norman."

"Yeah it is!" He sighed, running another hand through his hair. "It's just.. Once they find you they never leave you alone and I don't want them scaring your or completely shredding up your privacy," he scooted back over close to me. I smiled slightly at him, it made my heart warm, what he said. "Hey, it's nothing I can't handle. And unlucky for them I have no dirty secrets that they can get there hands on," I leaned closer to him and his lips turned up into a slight smile. "Well, maybe I do have one.."

He raised his eye brows at me, but when I started to bite on his lower jaw and let my hands trail lower, he let out a growl. I let out a small squeal when he yet again made a sudden movement so I was on my back and he was on top, grinding himself into me, making me bite my lips. "Shit, you're gona be the death of me," he chuckled and I smiled wide.