My Only Heart Attack

Chapter Eleven: Nightmare of Paradise

Chapter Eleven: Nightmare of Paradise

Authors Note:

There will be some inappropriate subject matter (sexual content) in part (the beginning) of this chapter. Fair warning. :) This chapter is dedicated to Winter. Love you. <3

My heart was pounding out of my chest when we closed the door to the star room. Luna and I glanced over to each other, locking gazes with one another. We seemed to express the same thing through our body language: I want- no. I need you.

Luna bit her bottom lip seductively. That was it. I pulled her to the sofa, and onto my lap. Her legs were wrapped around my waist.

She beamed with that gorgeous smile. A smile that would make God himself weak to his knees. "Imagine all the time we'll have alone".

Trust me, I was imagining it. Instead of wasting time to talk, however, I just generated an automatic response of "mhm"...which admittedly had a hint of a soft moan on the end.

I was hot for my girlfriend. Sue me.

With the universe's most beautiful girl in my lap, I could hardly think straight, (Maybe because I'm not straight?) let alone speak correctly. So I used my body to express my craving.

I pushed her chin upward and brushed my lips against hers. I kissed her ever-so-softly, tucking her hair behind her ear.

Damn she was beautiful. Not the kind of beautiful that was overused or over appreciated; she was a rare beauty. She was the kind of beautiful you know you could spend the rest of your life with. The kind of face you would not mind waking up to every day. The kind of hands you never wanted to stop holding. She was everything I wanted. She was everything I needed, and holy fuck did I need her.

She arched her body closer to mine and ran her hand up my shirt, outlining every curve. She drove me insane.

I curved my neck to the side as she began whispering on it between kisses, speaking distinctly. "You. Are. A. Piece. Of. Art. And. I. Plan. To. Treat. You. Like. One."

By this time my head was thrown back and my lips producing moans that did not quite sound like my own. That was Luna, making me discover things about myself I never knew existed. Luna had me right where she wanted me. However, I was not going to let her take charge that easily.

In one move I pinned her underneath me, holding her hands above her head. She gave me a look of shock (expressed with a gaping mouth), while poorly attempting to hide her excitement. Her body was shivering underneath me as I ran my hands against the hem of her jeans, slowly exposing her. The bite on her bottom lip tightened, due to the moan she was trying to keep hidden.

I chuckled slightly "Watch out. You'll draw blood if you're not careful." I shot her a wink, and her cheeks were tomatoes.

She arched against me with a whine, depicting her apprehensive thoughts on my teasing.

"Wa-Wait.." She spoke in short breaths through gritted teeth. She stood up and walked to the door, putting a sock on the outside door knob with a slight heavenly giggle, "Just in case."

Her walk back to the sofa (which was only a few feet) felt like forever.

She bent down and kissed my lips, sparking fireworks and shooting stars (which granted all my wishes).

As she wrapped her legs around her waist a soft knock was heard at the door. I sighed. I just can not seem to catch a damn break.

"Get to bed Ladies! You'll have time later for whatever you want." I could hear the seriousness in her voice.

As much as I hated it, Mom was right. I had an extremely long week starting tomorrow.

Luna and I held each other as we fell asleep, her soft body tracing mine. I could not be happier. The next weeks were going to draw by painfully slow, but it would be worth it in the end.

-The Next Morning-

I awoke to the sound of my horrid alarm clock. Luna stirred slightly. I got up, and went into the kitchen in my fuzzy pajamas. I yawned repeatedly.

As I stepped into the kitchen I thought "What am I doing here again?" Oh yeah. Food. Don't judge me, I am still groggy from my deep sleep.

I decided to make some eggs and bacon, along with some fresh squeezed orange juice. Breakfast in bed for my lovely Luna and myself. I could not cook well, but I would give it a shot.

After I made the self promised eggs, Bacon, and orange juice (I say "made", but they sure didn't look like they should have.) I brought it into the room on a tray. Luna was up getting dressed.

"What are you up to, Missy?"

"About to make you breakfast." She saw the tray of food and laughed. "I see you already beat me to it."

"Yes, Ma'am. Back to bed."

She crawled in bed with a beautiful smile plastered across her gorgeous face.

I laid the tray in front of her once she sat up in the bed. As I looked down at my wreck of an attempt to cook, I scratched the back of my head subconsciously. "Sorry about the burnt bacon and over done eggs...."

She laughed slightly, trying to hide her amusement. "I bet it tastes delicious."

Bless her heart, she dove into my breakfast like it was the best thing that she had ever eaten.

"Yum. But can I make breakfast next time?" She tried not to hurt my feelings.

I laughed. "Of course."

We cuddled for a while, both crying silently.

"I'm going to miss you so much."

"It's only for a few weeks. Everything will be fine, I promise."

Her kiss calmed me. Hell, everything about her calmed me.

We spent the day together in silence. We just enjoyed the others warm embrace. In this moment I knew, she was all I needed.

-Later That Night-

"Come on, Demi! We have to go. you perform in an hour and still need to get dressed!"

I knew she was right. I just didn't want her to be right. We decided that we would use Floo powder so I could spend more time with my love. I'll have to admit, the wizard lifestyle sure did make things easier, and I was getting used to it.

We stepped in front of the fireplace and said "Apollo Victoria Theatre!". Once again, I felt my body twist and turn, before being thrown in front of the building and quickly walking in with my Mother, before the paparazzi could snatch us up.

When I walked into the Theatre, the sight was terrifying. Someone had defaced the entire Theatre with photos of Luna and I doing....private things. Spray painted across the stage was "Demi: A faggot in disguise" I wanted to faint, but puking would suffice.