She honestly hated having to push him away, because she could feel herself falling for him hard. No matter how much she hated him if he got her alone, she’d always forgive him. He had a way of pulling her in and making her believe that things might actually be okay. The world could be ending, but if they were alone and he told her that outside everything was fine, she’d believe him. Nothing hurt more than that reality that he had her heart, no matter how much she denied it.
He grabbed her guitar just as they got to the car and she was about to start screaming at him and just walk back to the hotel, even if it took her a week, because she was falling apart after spending the night with him and she didn’t want him to see her weak. He tossed her guitar in the back seat before slamming the door and she rolled her eyes, about to make her way to the passenger side but he quickly backed her up into the car, a hand on either side boxing her in.
"You're not just some fan." his tone was serious and she wanted to look away but she forced herself to hold his gaze.
"You don't have to do this to me. It was an offer for breakfast Aussie, not a marriage proposal." He shrugged and she just rolled her eyes like she didn’t give a shit about what he was saying, even though it was getting to her.
"We just spent the whole night fucking, I don't think sitting at a diner, getting along for one more hour would hurt too bad, but whatever, have it your way. Get your ass in the car, we have to get back." he shrugged pulling away then and slipped into the car, slamming the door behind him.
She debated walking, but in the end she got into the car and the ride was miserable. She’d said something sarcastic as soon as she’d gotten in the car and they’d argued the entire way back to the hotel. That was how they were though, once they started fighting, once one of them started pushing the other way they just exploded and there was no stopping them, they’d had cops try and fail at breaking them up. When they’d finally got back to the hotel Aussie hadn’t even given him a chance to pull her back in like she knew he would if she stayed too long, instead she got out of the car quickly, slamming the car door behind her.
She was nearly trampled by a group of reporters and flashing camera’s yelling things at her. Luckily though, Alex pulled her inside quickly and security fought the crowd. Alex started yelling at her almost the instant he laid hands on her, but she pulled her arm from his grip and headed to the elevator, ignoring his questions and yelling, letting the elevator doors close leaving her alone.
When the elevator doors opened on her floor, she whipped the tears from her eyes as she made her way to her hotel room slipping inside. Cameron sat on the bed, not bothering to look up at her but she could tell by his body language, he was fucked up. He was staring down at a magazine in his hand.
“You think your pretty funny, don’t you Austyn?” his voice was cruel and she just rolled her eyes, walking over to him and grabbing the magazine from his grip, looking it over to see the picture of her and Ash kissing.
“No. I don’t think I’m funny. Alex told us to do it.” She shrugged, coming up with the perfect lie. “Good publicity you know.” She shrugged tossing it down on the bed next to him as she started to slip out of her closes.
“Good publicity huh?” he said and she could feel his presents right behind her and it scared the shit out of her, because she knew he knew she was lying. “That’s cute babe, cause Alex, was just as shocked with me when he saw it this morning.” He said grabbing ahold of her hair and practically tossing her like a rag doll into the wall.
She moaned softly into his kiss and he wanted to stay there with her forever. Them getting along perfectly, like they were right then, was very rare for them, it almost never happened, but moments like the one they were having, made all the fucked up shit worth it. It was impossible for him to love anyone but her and there was a part of him that resisted her for having that hold on him. She climbed into his lap and he rested a hand on either side of her hips. Finally her lips left his, trailing along his jaw and he closed his eyes resting his head against the wall enjoying every second of her burning lips on his skin, before finally she rested her forehead on his shoulder and his hand started to trace her spine.
"I don't want to do back." she breathed and he let out a sigh, because he didn’t want to go back either it meant they’d just fuck each other over in a different city, a different country, with different people. It was the life they lived and there was no room for a stable relationship. However where they were now, in the darkness, he didn’t have to think about all of that and he was almost tempted to stay lost with her.
She sighed then and her lips made his skin tingle as they trailed along his bare shoulders, her fingertips burning her touch into his memory. He brought her lips back to hers, before he moved her off of him and stood up. He lit himself another cigarette. He hated that they had to go back, but if he stayed there with her any longer, he’d never go back. He offered his hand before lacing their finger together and leading her out of the tunnel. It took him a second for his eyes to adjust to the sun, but eventually they did and he turned kissing her forehead.
“I’ll tell you what.” He started with a smirk. “At the end of this whole thing, if we haven’t killed each other, will come be homeless here together.” He laughed, kissing her forehead, before kissing her lips, before they started heading back.
He could only imagine how much shit they were going to get. The two of them looked like exactly what they’d been doing, getting high and fucking. He was shirtless and had lost his shoes and she was only wearing his shirt. The look that he could only imagine would be on Alex and Roger’s face when they saw them made him smirk.
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