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Guitar Lessons.

When we got to Bill's, Tom would not look at me or even acknowledge me. 'whatever. asshole' I thought. "Aria we have to go to the studio today if you wanna come. Mary-Anne is invited too of course." I opened my mouth to say no it's ok but Mary-Anne said something first. "Yes, we'd LOVE to." She looked at me and smirked and I glared at her. "Great! Now we have a bitch with us?" Tom said, his German coming through strong. I walked over to him and stared at him. I slapped him and it echoed throughout the room, everyone said "ooo" and winced. I grabbed the collar of his shirt, barely being able to reach, and pulled him down to my face. "If you EVER call me a fucking bitch again, I'll fucking rock your world." I looked at him, and he nodded. I shoved him back and he hit the hall behind him with a loud thud. "Verdammter schwanz"- Fucking dick I said in German and everyone looked at me, confused as to what just happened. "Wir gehen jetzt, ja?"-We're leaving now, yea? I said and everyone just nodded. I chuckled, trailing behind Bill. 

"So when did you learn to speak German?" Bill asked turning towards me in his seat. "I don't know actually, one day I just learned how to speak it." Bill smiled and I swear his smile was so fucking adorable. "Any other special talents your hiding from us?" Mary-Anne asked, smirking. "Uhm, well, I can play the guitar, skateboard, play the drums, sing, write and produce songs. I can play the piano, I used to be able to dance. I can actually play a lot of instruments, now that I'm thinking about it." Every one looked at me like they had just seen a ghost. "What?" I asked and chuckled. "Sie müssen mir mindestens die HÄLFTE dieser Dinge zeigen."-You have to show me at least HALF of these things. Bill said smiling. "Dein Bruder kann sehr gut Gitarre spielen und im Grunde alles, was ich kann."-Your brother can play guitar very well and basically everything I can. I answered but quickly added on "Das ist auch kein Kompliment für Tom."-That's not a compliment to Tom, either. While I glared at Tom. "Nun, es bedeutet mehr, wenn ein Mädchen ein Multitalent ist."-Well, it means more when a girl is multi-talented. Bill said in a sassy tone and we all laughed. Well, everyone but Tom, he was staring daggers into me. He's probably embarrassed that I slapped him, he would do something to me back soon enough. 

We got out of the car and everyone walked to the door and Tom kept antagonizing me. "STOP PULLING ON MY FUCKING HAIR ASSHOLE." I screamed at him. He laughed and went back to poking me and pulling my hair. 'if he didn't stop soon, I would actually murder him.' I thought. He shifted to the left side of me and started poking my ribcage. "FUCK THAT HURTS TOM." I screamed at him. I don't think my ribs were healed fully anymore. He didn't stop poking my fucking ribs and I was about to murder him. He poked them until we got inside and they had to go set up. "I'll be back" He bent down and whispered into my ear, sending shivers down my spine. I rolled my eyes at him and shoved him. I knew he meant that in a antagonizing way, but he said so smoothly and seductively. 

I turned my attention to him playing the guitar. He was so attractive, the way his hands moved to strum the chords perfectly and on time. The way his veins popped out whenever he played. "Aria?" Mary-Anne said. I turned my head slightly to her, not wanting to lose sight of Tom. "You sure you hate him?" She said in my ear. I scoffed like that was the stupidest thing she could ever ask. But I went back to staring at him. She chuckled and went to look at Gustav. Tom caught me looking at him and he started smirking. I flipped him off and he laughed making them have to restart. 'I'm fine with that.' 'No I'm not.'  I kept arguing with myself in my thoughts while still staring at Tom. He caught me a few more times but we just held eye contact for a few until he went back to looking at his guitar. Every time he looked at me, the heat would rise to my cheeks and I knew I was blushing. I could've sworn I seen him blushing at some point, but I'm probably just delusional. 

After about an hour or two, the boys finished up and put their stuff away. "Wait! I wanna see Aria play the guitar." Tom said and he smirked. "You guys do that then, we're getting something to drink." Bill said and walked out of the room with everyone. Mary-Anne followed Gustav and winked at me. "Mary-Anne don't you wanna see too?" I asked hopeful. "No, I already know your good, just prove it to Tom." She WINKED at me again. I stared her down as she walked out. "So, you gonna show me?" Tom said with his hands in front of him. 'God, why was he so fucking hot?' I thought to myself. "You gonna keep staring or you gonna go play?" He asked smirking, playing with his lip piercing. "Yeah, whatever." I said and looked down at my shoes. "Great, follow me." He said and I did. 

He grabbed his guitar and handed it to me. "What song do you want me to play dick?" I asked. "I don't care play anything you want" He said as he sat down and spread his legs. I sat down across from him and tried to think of a song to play. I started to strum 'Dust in The Wind' but he stopped me. "I want you to sing too." He said. "Why?" I asked, probably looking confused. "Because I wanna know if you are good or not" He said. I sat there for a minute considering whether I wanted to or not. 

"Fine." I said. He nodded and I started strumming again. After a few seconds I started singing. 
'I close my eyes
Only for a moment, and the moment's gone
All my dreams
Pass before my eyes, a curiosity
Dust in the wind
All they are is dust in the wind
Same old song
Just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do
Crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see
Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind
Oh, oh, oh
(break for a few)
Now don't hang on
Nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away
And all your money won't another minute buy
Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind
(All we are is dust in the wind)
Dust in the wind
(Everything is dust in the wind)
Everything is dust in the wind
(In the wind)'

I continued the guitar part for another 30 seconds before fully ending it. "So there." I said. "He didn't say anything just sat there, looking at his hands. He finally stood up and said "Stand, I wanna teach you one of our songs." I stood up and walked towards him. I studied him for a minute and what he was wearing. I think the reason why I didn't recognize him was because Mary-Anne sent me pictures of when he only had his dreads, and he has cornrow braids now. They suited him. I still can't get over how perfect he is. "Stand here." He said and grabbed my waist positioning where he wanted me to be. I sucked in a breath at the contact of his hands touching my skin. I relaxed when he removed his hands and stood behind me. "What song?" I asked. "Don't Jump." He whispered in my ear before grabbing my hands and positioning them on the strings. I shuddered at his contact, but leaned into it. I wanted more. "Good, now strum." He whispered again and I could feel his breath against my neck. 'fuck' I thought. He let my hands go, still standing behind me. "No, your fingers don't go there." He said in my ear. "Well, I don't know the song." I whispered, turning my head slightly towards him. Lies. I knew the song well enough to play on the guitar, I listened to it on repeat last night. I just wanted him to touch me. 

Like I expected he grabbed my hands, placing and moving them along the right strings while I strummed. "I think you've got it." He whispered into my neck. "Yea?" I asked and he nodded against my neck, messing up my hair. "Mhm." He mumbled, low in his throat. "I still hate you." I whispered, while he trailed his fingers along my arms. "I know. I still hate you too." He said and took the guitar out of my hands and lifted the strap over me, setting the guitar down. He slid his hands down to my waist, and I rested my head on his chest. He trailed his lips along my neck, barely kissing my neck, and he moved his hands slowly under my shirt. "You drive me fucking crazy, Aria." He murmured along my skin. His hands reached my boobs and he slid his hands under my bra and started playing with my nipples. "Mm, in what way Tom?" I said breathing into his chest. "In all the ways." He said kissing my neck. "Yea?" "Yes." He said moving his head to the other side of my neck. "God, I want you so bad Aria." He said against my neck. "Too bad you can't have me then." I responded, letting out a breathy moan. "I can't have you?" He said moving his lips to my jaw, and I tilted my head. "No." I said and he pulled a hand out of my bra and he grabbed my chin, tilting my head to make me look at him. I smirked and he smashed his lips against mine. Our lips moved perfectly in sync with each others, our tongues fighting for dominance. He spun me around in a quick movements, our lips disconnecting for only a few seconds before he smashed them on mine again. His hands moved to my ass and he picked me up slamming me against the wall. "Tom, not right here." I said in between the kisses. "Please, Aria. I want you." 'fuck, he's making it hard to refuse.' I thought. "What if they walk in?" I said, out of breath. "Your right, but I don't care I just want you." He said as he slid down my body and started kissing my belly. I let out a breathy moan and I could feel him smirking against my skin. He unbuttoned my jeans and slipped them down, bringing my thong down, too. 

Just as he was about to go down on me, Mary-Anne walked in. "YO WHAT THE FUCK?!?!"