Salvatore {M.B}

12

Abby
I've completed my first solo album! I've actually done it, in record time too. Despite the fact that I've used my favourite songs that haven't been written yet that cut the time down incredibly. I don't know why I didn't write my own songs but I felt with this I could remember my own time.

Anyways, Dean and I finally completed secret love song, this was a difficult song for both of us to perform. Well mainly me, Dean was coping much more than I was. "Dean it was a real honour to have you on the album, thank you." I smiled as I placed the headphones on the stool.

"Thanks for letting me on it." I giggled as he gave me a wink. He definitely made the time fly, he always made me feel much better, especially with the whole Marlon situation I'm in. "When does Marlon get home?" He asked as he held the door open for me.

"Not for a while, he was meant to come home yesterday but he rang and told me he won't be home for a while." I gave a sad smile. "I don't mind though, either him gone it gives no reason for the media and fans to hang around." I admit, sighing.

"I'm sure that's not the main reason, do you love him still?" I nodded. "Yeah I knew you did."

"We have such a large age gap, there is seventeen years between us, he was married before me and it's just hard at the moment, he's this big star, just when I was getting used to the idea of being his wife work takes him away from me for at least two months." I faced Dean as a tear falls down my cheek, I didn't want to give too much because apart of our contract is to not talk about the contract.

"You've." I turned away, which made Dean to force me to face him.

"You'll be fine, just keep yourself busy." I shake my head. "If you love him."

"I do, it's just never mind." My eyes gazed his and like we've been doing for a while now, the glances the flirting, the silences. "I guess I just want to be a normal person, have a husband who's home constantly and that I didn't have to write music so I felt like he was with me." I sighed once more, stepping back looking up to face Dean. I noticed something between us, something that I didn't know before. We've been stuck in this room for two months working together, we've shared glances and been flirting, when we're alone.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't look at you like this." I spoke, looking down. "Edward will be back soon."

My loyalty fought hard against everything else. "I love my husband and I'm gonna at least work it out." Dean smiled and kissed my cheek.

"Well I'm here all week." He chuckled, I smiled. "Love you'll be fine."

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I left the studio and was on my way home. My heart racing as I had thoughts of what could have happened if I kissed Dean. "Oh my." I whispered as I pulled up in the drive way.

"What the hell?" I asked, when I saw the driveway filled with the media and people. "What?" I whispered, the screaming and shouting were distracting me from what had just happened.

I got out of my car and walked up to the front door. Hiding behind my bag, and my long hair. "Abby, is it true that Marlon is having an affair?" I shake my head, pushing the microphone out of my face.

"Leave my wife out of this!" I turn and saw Marlon coming out of the house. "Back off." He warned, he grabbed my arm pulling me inside.

"What the hell is happening?" I asked my husband as he pressed me up against the wall. "Marlon?" He didn't reply, he just kissed me, locking me in place. The kiss was what I needed to remind me, that I actually love him.

Marlon pulled back, placing his hand on my cheek. "Wow, what was I talking about?" I whispered, as he looked at me with those eyes.

"I missed you too." He smiled, pushing off the door and heading away. I stood there weak at the knees.