Coming Down [G-Eazy]

Chapter XXIX

A/N: This chapter has a lot of sexual content. I was going to cut it out and put it in the mature chapters work, but then this would end up being literally like 700 words (and it's also kind of important to the plot and cutting them out gets tedious, anyways), so if reading that kind of stuff makes you uncomfortable just scroll past it I guess haha. Thanks again for reading, and please vote/comment if you liked it. x 

Edit: Never mind, I ended up taking it out because I don't want to have to change the rating/get in trouble for not, lol. Anyways, you can still read it under "Mature" Chapters if you'd like since now this chapter is tiny haha

Elena's POV

The next week seemed to drag on, but G and I texted and talked on the phone a bit more than the few weeks prior which was nice. I don't know why I worried so much in the first place, but being able to communicate with him helped a lot. I hated that he made me feel this way; I knew that being so attached to someone was dangerous, but for whatever reason I just felt this could really work. At the very least, I was hoping that it would.

When am I gonna see you next? I hope tonight??? ;) He had texted me the day tour ended.

I laughed to myself, shaking my head as I typed out a reply. Typical. I'm driving to Oakland now. See you in like three hours

Hey! Don't text and drive, want you here alive. But I'm really happy to hear that, I'm on my way home now too

Getting gas, relax lol. Talk to you when I get there. Glad you care about my wellbeing though

Of course I do. I haven't gotten laid in like a month

I rolled my eyes, deciding against responding. Some things never change.

My phone buzzed a moment later with another text, and I looked down to read it.

Kidding. I care about you a lot. You know that.

I sighed, texting him back. I know. ;) see you soon.

I quickly paid, getting back into my car and beginning to drive once again.

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I finally arrived at G's apartment after what seemed like forever. Climbing out of my car, I slammed the door shut before grabbing my bag out of the back, putting it over my shoulder. Looking down at my phone, I was surprised that there weren't any new messages from G. I started typing out a text to him, telling him I was here when I felt hands grab my waist. Jumping, I spun around, holding my keys like a weapon.

"God fucking damnit, G," I exhaled, wanting to punch him in the face.

He laughed, grabbing my wrist to stop me from stabbing him with my keys that I was still gripping tightly.

"Relax, it's just me," he was still laughing as he cupped my face in his hands.

"That wasn't fucking funny," I frowned.

He shrugged, leaning close to my face. "I thought it was pretty funny. I missed you so much, Lena."

I sighed, throwing my phone and keys into my bag before grabbing his neck. "I missed you too, you fucker."

He laughed again, pressing his lips against mine. I couldn't help but smile a bit into the kiss.

"What?" he questioned, pulling away after a moment.

I shrugged. "I don't know. It's just nice to see you again, I guess."

He grinned at me, kissing my forehead. "Well, it's nice to see you, too. Wanna go inside?"

"You really want to get laid, don't you?" I laughed as he put an arm around my waist.

He laughed with me. "I sure do, Lena."

I rolled my eyes. "I guess that some things never change, do they?"

He smirked at me, beginning to walk toward the building. "Nope."

We made our way up to his apartment, and the second he closed the door behind us, his lips were on mine. Without breaking the kiss, his hands made their way to the straps of my dress, sliding it down until it was at my feet.

"Can't even make it to your bedroom first?" I asked him.

"Right," he responded, picking me up and carrying me to his room before throwing me onto the bed. "Happy?"

I shook my head, grabbing his neck to pull him closer to me. "I suppose so."

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G exhaled. "God damn, it sucks having to leave, but coming home to that sure makes things worth it."

I laughed, kissing his lips once before resting my head on his chest. "I'm glad you think so."

He began running his fingers through my hair, and I felt myself growing sleepy.

"Tired?" he asked.

I nodded. "Driving makes me want to sleep forever."

He laughed, reaching over to pull the blankets up over us. "Goodnight, Lena."

I sighed, closing my eyes. "Night, G."