In The Air [COMPLETED]

Tweleve:: It's In The Morning

OFF TO THE SIDE IS THE PIC OF GROUPIE

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Paris' POV

"Mmmmm..." I groaned while stretching up from my long night. A warm arm latched itself across my stomach and pulled me close. A smile made its way onto my face as I curled against his tatted chest.

"Ugh, I hate that we have to get up. I don't want to.” I said as he put his arm behind his head using it as a pillow.Seeing that they were all thrown off the bed last night.

"Who said we have to get up?I don't remember hearing that moving was necessary?" Trey smirked looking down at my t-shirt clad body. I laughed kissing his cheek, damn this boy. Just wow, his lips, chest, arms, lips...Please Lord, help me get out this bed before I do some damage. Closing my eyes and taking a deep breath to calm myself. I silently but quickly motivated my body to move towards the bathroom to shower. Only to have my back meet his chest, as I stand up.

His smell thrusted itself into my nose, as he began to nuzzle the side of my neck.  His hands twisted me around to meet his front, placing my hands on his chest to try and make a quick get away.  I toyed around with him for a moment, remaining silent but allowing my finger tips and eyes to do the talking. 1...2...3! I Made a break for it and practically sprinting into the bathroom. Hearing him groan loudly  ,then the springs on the bed make a squeaking sound as his body hit the mattress. Taking my time washing the late night club smells off of me and out my hair, I rescented my body with mango and tangerine. Stepping out the shower, I wiped the misted mirror and looked at my refreshed reflection..

Going back into his bedroom, I watched him sit up on the bed and put his elbows on his thighs. Gluing his eyes to my legs and lips. I walked into his closet and pulled out one of the outfits I placed in the back in case of an emergency ,like this, where I didn’t plan to spend the night. Slipping on my new clothes, I felt his eyes on me. I just continued getting dressed, pretending not to notice him watching me. Taking a little more time than necessary to shimmy into my leggings. Finishing my look with a jersey tank, my grey sweater and a pair of grey boots, I was ready.

Turning around to Trey, I didn’t find him in his same spot. He was up heading towards me, grabbing my arms and pulling me towards him. I felt his grip tighten around my arms as he breathed against my neck , planting kisses and nibbles. “Keep playin’ with me, Paris. You won’t be leaving this loft, or even this bedroom for that matter.” I just smirked and pecked his lips before kissing him back a little more passionately to get him to let me go. I smiled and walked out the room, but not before he high-fived my ass.

Keeping up with the normal routine, I made my way to the studio. Hearing the guys laugh and talk about each song. Feeling my phone buzz in my purse I reached down to check it. While grabbing it, the door swung open, waving a gust of air in my face. I blinked a few times before focusing on who shoved the door in my face. Almond eyes glared my way, as they face they were on gave me a look of annoyance. She looked my way then sashayed away, and not that glamorous walk either. The one where you think you pull it off, but it looks like you tying to inconspicuously walk out a wedgie. That’s about a visually correct as I can put it. Just stank!

Stifling my laughter, I caught the door and was engulfed in the scent of a cherry blunt and Black Ice. Timbaland’s voice echoed through the overhead speakers, a breath and then Chris’ voice came on. I walked further into the studio and watched as Chris was singing what I guessed to be the chorus.The studio regulars where there, Bow, Tyga, Sean, Kev and Chris’ new background vocalist named Andrea. I gave small hugs and greetings to everyone, before sitting in the roller chair next to Kev and Ty. They announced my arrival to Chris as he took a moment to look up from his phone.

Being his same old goofy self, he looked shocked then faked a faint. Smiling I rolled my eyes at him. Remembering the chick that I saw earlier, I turned to the guys with a questioning look on my face.

“Ay, who’s groupie was that, that I saw earlier?Cause if she pulls another move like what she did earlier, she’s gonna get cut.” I told all of them. Andrea busted out laughing, rocking back and forth in her chair. The guys either had a massive smirk or were laughing along with her. All of them but, Bow who just sighed and wiped his hand down his face.

“Maaaan, all ya’ll callin’ her a groupie. She ain’t no groupie,she’s a old friend. She came out here with some girlfriends and just thought she’d drop by to see me.” he finished explaining himself. If she really was just a friend, he wouldn’t have needed that long ass explanation. I didn’t realize I had mumbled the words under my breath, until I felt Ty slap my leg and Kev just laughed harder. I knew Bow was glaring at me.

Chris came out the booth, hanging up is phone. He spotted me then looked at me inquisitively,

“Where’s Cren?” he asked sadly.

Flabbergasted, I threw up my hands in a gasp. “Fa real, Chris? Not a Hi, or Hey Wassup? Just a Where’s Cren. Damn, that cut me deep. We’ll you ain't got to worry about my yellow ass no more. I’m leaving!” I snatched my purse, but he ran up to me and bear hugged me. Laughing I hugged him back. We sat down and I answered his question.

“She’s at home, I think. I called but she didn’t pick up. So I guessed she was just sleep or something like that.” I told him. “Why, she say something to you about doing something today?”

Shaking his head he replied, “Nah, I remember her and Bow leaving last night, then her texting me that she was a little wasted and was gonna crash. I told her I’d check up on her, but thought that since she had went home with Bow, she was cool.”

Recapping what he just said, I turned to Bow who was busy with the groupie that just returned. Not giving a fuck that she was there and refusing to give her any relevance to our conversation- I faced directly towards Bow. “Wait, you took Cren home drunk last night?” I asked confused since Chris and I’s sides were different.

Confused he shook his head, “Nah, she took a cab home, she wasn’t drunk. She was completely sober.” He looked slightly frustrated, as he finished that sentence

“So if she wasn’t drunk, why she leave so early? And why not with you, you took her there. That’s what you’re suppose to do on dates, dumb ass. You take her there, then bring her home!” My voiced raised as groupie looked at me like I was crazy. And I probably was, because I got this gut feeling that he fucked up this whole thing. Knowing him, he probably did. He’s been acting really weird lately. Just all of a sudden, he’s doing shit I would have never think he’d do. Maybe the weed is really killing his brain cells.

Chris butted in trying to refocus the conversation on Cren. “So, she wasn’t drunk and went home alone?” He seemed to catch a realization of what he thinks happened last night. He looked at groupie then the on his face changed.I guess he caught onto what might have happened last night.

“Ay Bow,what happened between y’all last night?” he asked. His faced became kinda serious. Bow must have noticed the change on Chris’ face, his eyebrow rose a bit.

“I don’t remember it being any of your business what when on between us last night. We all grown, I see why y’all can’t just ask her. She’s obviously the one that has a problem.” I watched as Chris’ jaw tensed up and the vein in his neck looked to throb a little. “Man, I ain’t got time for this.Come on, we out.” He grabbed groupie’s hand and walked out the studio.  

“What the fuck was that about?” I asked out loud. Chris’ look didn’t change he just walked back into the sound booth.Followed by Ty and Kev who began to talk to him about the track. I pulled out my phone and text Cren to meet us at the Cafe. It’s way to early to have this kind of drama going on already.