Author: rulersmakebadlovers
Again:2016
You waited excitedly for the band to arrive. Today you were going to start recording the new album. You hadn't seen any of them since the end of the tour with the holidays and everything, but now that things had settled down there was plenty of time to work on the album.
They did have a habit of calling you every day, though. Even John would call you to make sure you were okay, as if they were all worried you were going to fall apart once Lindsey went back to his family (they found out about the affair because they were a bunch of gossips). You were actually okay though. Even Lindsey called you every night when his family was asleep to tell you how much he missed you and how he couldn't stop thinking about you and....well, your mind doesn't need to go any further into those conversations. You don't want to be blushing when Chris shows up.
Speaking of Chris, she was pulling into your driveway; a cigarette (of course) hanging out of her mouth as she pulled her bag out the car. John, Mick and Christine would be staying with you for the duration of the album. It was the best plan. You had more than enough guest rooms and you had expanded the studio in the basement so it seemed like a legitimate studio.
Lindsey would love it; not only would he be singing and of course playing guitar on the album, he was also going to help produce it as well. You made him promise if there were any problems he would leave the producing up to the real producers because you weren't interested in his temper this time around.
Chris rang the doorbell and you opened it just in time for you to see her putting out her cigarette in one of your potted plants on the front steps. She looks at you sheepishly before she shrugs. You chuckle and give her a hug, "I've missed you so much!"
You let her in and she looks around and smiles, "I've missed you too, dear. Are you ready to get back to work?"
"Yes," you answer quickly, "I've had way too much downtime lately. I never know what to do with myself."
"Go on a vacation like the rest of us normal rich people." Chris smirks.
You roll your eyes, "I already live by the beach. Come on. Let me show you to your room."
You take Chris upstairs and show her to her room and while she's getting settled Mick and John show up together. You hug them both and usher them inside.
"I'm so happy to see you guys!"
Mick kisses your cheek, "we're happy to see you too, love."
John looks you over and nods a little and he says, "you appear to be in good health."
"I told you both that I was taking care of myself. Really, I'm okay. No broken hearts here. Come on, let me show to your rooms."
You lead the boys upstairs and show them to the rooms and let them say their hellos to Chris.
