She's With The Band

𝐒𝐈𝐗𝐓𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑

Hey!

So yeah last chapter was something else...

Anyways this chapter is very sweet short and cute so I hope you guys enjoy it! :)

Aubrey's Point of View:

Yesterday was something else.

Nate went down on me.

I've felt too flustered to even try and put it into words how exactly I felt in that moment. I guess thinking back on it now, I would describe how I felt as feeling loved. I don't think I've ever felt more cared for than I did at that moment.

Loved. Yeah, that's it.

I'm grateful that I felt comfortable enough with him for that to have happened, and I'm happy that I haven't felt too much embarrassment over the whole situation. Being that I'm someone who's more so reserved it was a lot for me to have taken that step forward with Nate, and I'm so proud of myself and I'm glad that I did. Each new experience with Nate is taking me one step forwards from getting Kyle out of the back of my head, and it's one step closer to becoming myself again.

I'm also glad that he isn't teasing me about anything in regards to it. He may have teased me had my past not happened, but either way I'm just happy. God as stupid as it sounds I've been thinking about it all day. I finally was able to let myself go, and it just felt oh so good. Life now is just normal- well not exactly normal, but just how it's been since coming onto this tour.

So yeah, I'm so thankful for that.

Throughout the day I've been getting random flashes from last night. What I keep remembering so vividly is my legs. My legs were absolutely shaking in such a crazy way, and I've never felt like that before. I've never felt the way I did last night, he was just so good at it and I just laid there and took it. Even just thinking about it now makes my entire body grow warm, and my cheeks go crimson.

I had offered to do something for him after the fact even though I was exhausted from how heavy my breathing was. He refused though. I didn't want to beg him because I didn't want to seem desperate and that would just be embarrassing. I wanted to you know, return the favor even though I would've had no idea as to what I was doing.

Like I said, he had refused. My head was on his chest and he was lazily playing with my hair. He kept saying something along the lines of how tonight was for me or something like that.

But that was yesterday, and right now him and I are walking.

We've been walking around the town, just the two of us and none of the guys which is kind of nice because it's less chaotic, but part of me also misses their humourous presence.

Nate and I had got dinner at this really nice restaraunt and now I feel so full which sucks. We're both trying to walk it off now, and it's actually quite funny considering we're both practically drenched in sweat from the uphill hike to our villa. Even though it's at night, summer in Italy is no joke, it's hot as hell.

I wish I could eat whatever I want without feeling full. I feel like feeling full is by far one of the worst feelings on the planet. I mean, can you image eating anything and everything you want without feeling sick ever? How nice would that be? If I had a superpower that would probably be what I'd want it to be. Eating whatever and how much of whatever you want without feeling sick and staying in shape.

If that was the case, I would've ordered three more plates of that penne alla vodka.

And even though Nate and I are still feeling full and sick to our stomachs, we knew that we couldn't end the night without getting some gelato. I mean, to be fair, how often am I going to be in Italy? Even though I'm feeling full as hell, and my stomach has expanded a couple of inches, I've been licking my chocolate creamy gelato from off of the pink plastic spoon.