The Rockstar and The Outcast

Chapter 41 This Is Not Goodbye

(Georgia)

I woke up to the monotone beeping of my alarm clock. I groaned and turned over to slam my hand down on the button. I slowled opened my eyes and saw that it was six. I sat up and wiped away the dried tears that laid on my cheeks from last night. Today was probably going to be in my top ten worst days.

Ashley sat up next to me a minute later. I looked over at him and gave a fake smile. He returned the gesture and got out of the bed. Then Ash slowly made his way over to the bathroom. I got up a minute later and began to pack my bag. I pulled down the large suite cases and began to put my clothes in them. I even snagged a couple of Ash's things.

Ashley came out of the bathroom and laid back down on the bed. I had just finished packing so I joined him. I crawled over to him and laid my head down on his chest. I listened to the steady pace of his heart, knowing it was going to be a little while until I heard it again. Ashley absentmindedly payed with a strand of my hair.

"I love you Ash," I whispered in the quiet room.

"I love you Georgia," he replied quietly. Then he got up and cleared his throat, and quickly wiped away a tear that slipped out. "Why don't you finish getting ready while I get a head start on breakfast."

I nodded my head and watched him leave the room. I got back up and made my way to the bathroom. I turned the water on in the shower and waited for it to get hot. Then I stepped in and let the scalding water wash my tears and feelings away. I was probably making a bigger deal out of this than it was. But it felt like my world was crumbling. I knew that Ash woiuld be out to visit every once in a while, and he would even stop by when he was on tour, but it still didn't hurt any less.

While I was lost in thought, the bathroom door must have opened at one point. I heard the curtain move, but I didn't budge. I knew it was Ash, the man I had fallen head over heals in love with. He snaked his arms around my waist and rested his chin on my shoulder. Even though we had only been together for about half a year, I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.

He turned me around, so that I now faced him. I looked up into his hypnotizing brown eyes and moved a pieces of his hair out of his view. He moved down so that our lips touched and molded into each other. I wrapped my arms around his neck and brought him closer. He picked me up and I instinctively wrapped my legs around him, not caring what this could lead into. Ashley let his hands wander down to my ass, causing me to let a quiet moan escape my lips. I could feel him smile against my lips. As the intensity of the kiss grew, so did my need for Ashley.

Then all of a sudden he stopped. I looked into his lust filled eyes, both of us gasping for breath. I gave him a questioning look as he set me down. I wiped the water out of my eyes and looked up at him, wondering if I did something wrong.

"Ash, what's wrong? Did I do som-" I began to ask but was stopped by Ashley.

"Babe, you did nothing wrong. I just don't want to take you here. I want everything to be perfect." He then paused to move more hair out of his face. "You aren't mad, are you?"

I smiled, "No babe I'm far from mad. I think it's sweet that you want this moment to be perfect." I quickly kissed him and finished my shower.

Ashley left to go finish breakfast while I got dressed. I grabbed one of Ash's Motley Crüe shirts that was to small for him and a pair of denim shorts. I French braided my hair and put my contacts in.

I finished putting all of my cosmetic and beauty products in a bag before running down stairs. I was met by the smell of French toast and bacon when I reached the kitchen. I set down all of my bags and grabbed a plate. I piled on the food and took a seat next to Ash.