Aaron pulled me into a tight, sweaty hug as soon as he'd walked off the stage. I pushed him off, kissing his cheek lightly. I followed him, and the other guys into the dressing room. All of them were drenched in sweat, and the room smelt horrible, but I was used to it.
"Jess, what'd you think of our show?" Ben asked, taking a long drink from his water bottle.
"You guys did amazing. I'm proud of you!" I smiled, plopping onto the leather couch. "Did you like my dancing?"
"It's hard to sing and laugh at the same time you know." Ben smiled, throwing the now empty bottle into the recycle bin in the corner of the room.
"Who's fault is that?" I laughed, sticking my tongue out at him.
"Will you two stop flirting?" Ian sighed, taking the seat next to Jon.
"No!" Ben yelled at him.
Since tonight's show was in Toronto the guys were able to sleep in their own beds, rather than on the bus. I of course, went to Ben's house with him. We sat in his living room and just talked for awhile. Talking eventually became making out and that led to his bedroom.
I smiled to myself listening to the way he breathed while we fucked. His short and fast breaths just sounded so nice mixed with the moans I let escape my mouth. I liked how clear my mind got when I slept with Ben, every thought gone, I was completely focused on the action currently taking place. Unfortunately, it comes to an end after awhile.
"Are you sleeping here?" Ben asked, finally getting his breathing back to normal.
"Is it alright if I do?" I asked, looking up at him.
"Isn't it always alright?" He laughed lightly. "I enjoy having you around."
I blushed to myself. "Then yes, I'm sleeping here tonight."
"Alright." He smiled. "Goodnight, Jess."
It didn't take long before he was asleep, leaving me alone with my thoughts again. Why did I keep sleeping with Ben? I shouldn't. He and I should be in proper committed relationships, we're adults! Yet here we are, sleeping with each other for fun. I sighed heavily, rolling over to face the wall. This needed to stop happening.
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I woke up before Ben, thankfully. I pulled my clothes from the night before on, and headed straight into his bathroom, and looked in the mirror. My makeup from the night before was smeared around my eyes, and my hair was one massive knotted mess atop my head. I washed my makeup off and pulled my hair into a quick bun in attempt to hide the horrible knots.
After fixing myself up in the bathroom I raided Ben's kitchen, looking for anything edible. Unfortunately, Mr. Kowalewicz had nothing much in the way of food. I headed back into his room, waking him up.
"Whhhhhy?" He whined, pulling a pillow over his face.
"I want breakfast." I stated simply. "Now get up, we're going out for breakfast."
"Am I expected to pay for this?" He asked, pulling the pillow off his face and holding it to his stomach.
"I can pay."
"Alright!" He smiled. "Let's go then."
We went to a small diner that was almost empty, the only people in it besides us were an old couple, and two teenage girls. Ben chose a table in the far corner far away from the other people in the diner.
"Do you know what you're going to have?" He asked me, not looking up from his menu.
"Coffee." I answered, resting my head in my hands.
"That isn't food."
"I don't care."
I ended up having French toast for breakfast, thanks to Ben ordering for me. It was good, but they gave me way too much food, which Ben finished for me.
"Thank you for buying me breakfast." Ben smiled at me. "I could've paid though."
"I do work Ben, I can afford to buy breakfast." I said quietly.
"I know, I know." He sighed, as we left the diner.
We didn't talk much after that, I made up some excuse saying that I had to get home and do some house work, but in all reality I just felt I'd spent much too much time with Ben. I felt like if I spent too much time with him, I don't know, it just felt wrong.
As soon as I got home I called the only person I knew would listen to me. Aaron.
"Rant about Ben." Aaron said as soon as he answered.
"I wasn't going to-Aaron why do you assume I'm going to rant about Ben?"
"Because," he sighed. "Every time you guys fuck each other, you call me and tell me how horrible of a person you are and how could Ben just take advantage of you, then you go on that he attempted to spend more time with you after the sex took place, I'm used to this, Jess."
He sounded quite angry with me. "I-I just wanted to know if you wanted to hang out before you leave to finish the tour."
"No, you didn't." He sighed. "Jess, can't you just admit that you want to be with Ben?"
"I don't want to be with him." I argued. "It's just sex."
"Okay, okay. If that's what you still believe Jess, I'll pretend I do too." He sighed. "I can't hang out now, but what are you doing for dinner?"
"Nothing."
"We'll have dinner together, okay?"
"Yeah, that sounds nice."
"Good. I've got to go now, goodbye Jess."
"Goodbye, Aaron." I smiled, hanging up the phone.
