Can We Fall One More Time? (Sequel To Gotta Be You)

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We returned to my hotel room and he kissed me against the door, leaving me feeling breathless.

"I've missed you" he said, kissing down my neck.

We walked backwards until we fell on the bed, with him on top of me. 

He ran his hand up my leg before moving down, coming to a stop "You got a tattoo?"

I sat up "I've actually gotten five"

(Picture of tattoos)

He smiled "Can I see them?"

I pulled my dress over my head "This one under my elbow is inspired by The Lost Boys" I pointed to the tattoo taking up a good chunk of my inner right arm "It's ghostface from Scream"

"I'm not even surprised you got a horror movie tattoo" he chuckled.

I adjusted my position, showing him the tattoo on my thigh "a quote from Morticia Addams" I smiled "I have the word breath along my hand, since I constantly have to remind myself to do so"

"Where's the last one?"

I turned, showing the right side of my ribs "This one is my favorite"

"It takes getting everything you ever wanted and then losing it to know what true freedom is" he said, reading it "Should I ask?"

I sat back "It's a quote from the music video for my favorite song" I smiled "If I could, I'd get several tattoos quoting the monologue and the song"

He wrapped his arms around my legs, pulling me closer to him "I think you look very sexy with the tattoos"

"I've always wanted to get tattoos, but the timing was never right"

"So you waited until your schedule was even more hectic?" he asked.

"No, I just realized that there's no right time; so I just keep adding to them"

He ran his fingers over the thigh tattoo "You've changed"

"I have?"

He nodded "You're more sure of yourself, and it seems like you've matured a lot" he looked at me "Your appearance is different too; you look great, but it's like you're a different person"

"Is that a bad thing?"

"No, it's just different"

"You've changed too, you know? You look older and more like a man"

"I didn't look like a man before?" he laughed.

I shook my head "I just mean, you've aged and your face has matured" I reached up, running my fingers over his arm "Your arms are bigger"

"I've been working out a lot more; it's therapeutic" 

I sat up "Can I show you something?"

He nodded. 

I walked over to my suitcase and pulled out a CD "I had about a vacation for about a week, before we left England and started touring here; in that time I started working on some new music" I put the CD in a player "I worked with Ed on it, since his schedule was about to be crazy, and he really wanted to help me write a song for the new album"

"Is this the song?"

"Yes, but the sound of this album is different. Outside of Ed, the producer, and Simon, no one else has heard it" I smiled "But I would love to hear what you think, since I was thinking about you when working on some of the lyrics"

He smiled "Let me hear it"

I hit play and sat down in a chair, watching him.

(Play video)

He's nice
Smells like summer wind
What's inside of him I cannot see
Games
Like a puzzle piece
Come fit into me so I can play

I bet I look good on your arm
I bet you look good with your black tux on
Even better after Jack and soda
Even more handsome as you grow older
I bet I could right all your wrong
I see you on the dance floor making it feel like prom
I know that it's bad to want
But baby from here I can't take it, take me home

I do regret
I knew it all along
Can I get a bit of your cologne?
I'm on my knees
I'll twist and shout
Can you help me out?
A bit of your cologne

You spell my name in the sand
I watch you take my hand
It feels so wrong
Nights out with presidents
Fire and breath mints
It's almost dawn

I think I can roll with the best
I think we can fool all the rest puffing up your chest
I bet we look good in a photo
I bet they won't know that you're so much older
I bet I could fix your mistakes
I bet I could find and erase all of your heartache
I bet that I'm naive
I bet after this they'll be giving me the third degree

I do regret
I knew it all along
Can I get a bit of your cologne?
I'm on my knees
I'll twist and shout
Can you help me out?
A bit of your cologne  

I do regret
I knew it all along
Can I get a bit of your cologne?
I'm on my knees
I'll twist and shout
Can you help me out?
A bit of your cologne

He smiled as he finished listening to it "Come here"

I walked over to him slowly, feeling nervous all over again.

He put his arms on me and pulled me down on to his lap "It's a different sound, but I really like it"

"You do?"

He nodded.

"I know it's silly, but when I was working on the lyrics, I swear I could smell the cologne that you wear"

"The one I'm wearing right now?"

I nodded "The very one"

Liam slowly moved his hands up my back and unclipped my bra.

As it dropped I looked at him "You're going to be here in the morning, right?"

"Why?"

"I know it's silly, but with as long as it's been, I don't think I could take waking up alone"

He moved some of my hair out of my face "Don't think about" he picked me up and placed me on my back, kissing me softly, while he undid his belt.

My breathing quickened "You're making me nervous"

"Is that a bad thing?"

I shook my head "No; it's a good nervous" I closed my eyes, as he pulled off his shirt "This feels like a big step"

He climbed on top of me "I love you; you know that right?"

I nodded, stroking his cheek "Yes" I smiled "I love you, too"

He kissed me hard, taking charge of what happened in bed.

Everything was familiar but still so different as we kissed and touched one another. 

It felt so perfect.