Come And Save Me, Tonight.

Get It Up

"Please, Mia. Just sit down." Steven was rubbing his temples, clearly aggrivated.

"But I don't understand why you have to roll me out of here on a wheel chair, when I can walk perfectly fine. I'M FINE. F.I.N.E.FIIINNNEEEE." I huffed. 

I've been pacing around my room for the past hour. I hated hospitals so much, and having to stay in one for periods of time, longer than 5 minutes, made my anxiety shoot through the roof. 

"Fine. Miss Independent. I'll try and convince the doctor to let you walk." Steven huffed and walked out of the room. I could hear the right outside the door, in the hallway.

"Look, Doctor. I'm sorry. She's being difficult, I know. But she's seems pretty set on the fact that she wants to walk.."

You're damn right I am.

"...And she's got a dependence problem.."

woah there, Tyler... You're pushing it. 

"She likes doing things on her own, and can stand relying on others for help. Even if it's a chair that she'd be in for all of 2 minutes." Steven sighed. "I mean, she's been up and walking around her room all morning. I don't see what's the difference between her pacing around her room, and walking 10 feet from the hospital entrance, to our car."

"You're very right, Mr. Tyler. I suppose, I can overlook hospital protocal, for this one instance." 

Yes! You're damn right I'm not getting in the chair!

Steven walked into the room moments later.

"Well, Baby, no chair for you." He smiled, and kissed me. "You ready to go home?"

"Home? You mean the hotel?" I asked

"No.. I mean home." He grinned. "I have Joe and Lauren pack up our stuff last night, and it's at this airport waiting for us. We're flying to L.A in a few hours. It's the next leg of our tour, and I have a home out there, so I figured, I can move you into our second home, while I have the chance." 

"Ohh Baby that's awesome!" I squealed "I'm so excited!"

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Once we were given the o.k to unbuckle our seat belts and move around, I stood up and walked to the back of the jet where Steven installed the mini-bar.

"Baby, I need a drink. Want anything, while I'm up?" I called back

"Are you sure you're allowed to be drinking? Won't it bother the antibiotics?" He asked, concerned.

"No, Mom." I giggled. "I checked with the doctors on what I can, and can't have." I said, as I poured myself some Malibu, and mixed it with a little cranberry juice. As soon as I sat down, Steven grabbed my drink from me, and took a sip.

"You know I could've made you one..." I chuckled, and rolled my eyes.

"I know, but stealing yours is so much more fun." He smiled and kissed my nose.

I cupped his face, and pulled him in for a real kiss. Full of passion and love.

"Get a room!" Joey yelled from across the jet.

Steven grinned his wild Cheshire Cat grin, stood up, picked me up, and carried me to the rear of the plane. There were two doors in the back, one was the bathroom, and the other I've actually never noticed before. He opened the second door, stepped inside while still holding me, and shut it behind us. I looked around the small room we were in. It was incredibly cozy and comfortable, yet small.

About 5 feet away from us, was a bed with a night stand and lamp next to it. Hanging on the wall closest to us, facing the bed, was a large flat screen tv, and a dvd player. That was all that was in this room. Seemed perfect for long, overnight flights. Steven picked me up, and threw me onto the bed, only this time, as he went to climb on top of me, I quickly got out from under him, and flipped him over, so I ended up on top of him.

"Mmmmm. I like a girl that can take control." he purred

"Oh do you, now?" I grinned. I leaned down to nibble on his ear, and sent a line of kisses down his neck. 

"I do." He grinned and grabbed my hips. "But I love ravashing my girlfriend, even more." He flipped me over, so once again, he was on top of me. He kissed me, hard on the mouth. I deepened the kiss by sliding my tongue into his mouth. He moaned with pleasure. I missed this. I missed him. I've been in a hospital for 5 days, and I hated every minute of it, knowing I couldn't fully be with Steven the way I was used too.

He rolled over, so I was, once again, straddling of him. I pulled away from the kiss and just stared into his eyes for what seemed like ages.

"I love you. I really do. And it scares me how much I love you." I said.

I laid my head on his chest and listened to the sound of his heart beating for about a half hour, while he rubbed his hands up and down my back, drawing patterns on me with his finger.

I must've fallen asleep, because a little while later, Steven woke me up. 

"Baby, as much as I love cuddling with you, we have to get back to our seats, we're going to land soon."

"Mmmm. Fine." I groaned as I got up, and Steven and I walked hand in hand back to our seats. 

"Guys, I wasn't being literal." Joey rolled his eyes, and Lauren and Joe burst out laughing.

"That's my boy." Joe punches Stevens arm, playfully and they both chuckled.

I rolled my eyes.

"Boys will be boys." I muttered

We buckled up, and began the decent into Los Angeles.