After the incident with Jon we barely even spoke. Sometimes I'd catch him looking at me, a sense of confusion and grief on his face. I felt bad that I hurt him but now I could really focus on me and Riche's relationship. I could feel my love for him growing until I thought I would burst, and I could tell by his gentle touch and dreamy eyes he felt the same. Though the stress of all the traveling and concerts ate at me it all fell away. All I saw was him.
"You awake?" Richie whispered as we lay in the dark. We both tried to go to sleep an hour ago but for some reason couldn't at all.
"Yeah." I said softly, laying on my back and staring up at the ceiling.
We stayed like that for a while, nothing but the sound of our breathing and the occasional person in the hotel hallway.
"I'm in love with you Rose."
"I'm in love with you too Richie." I replied simply.
It felt so right, so natural to say those words. The thrill of hearing that declaration was unimaginable. He loved me. He was in love with me.
I leaned over and found his face in the dark, caressing and kissing every square inch of it as he did the same to me. Before I knew it we were tangled in the sheets, our bodies closer than they've ever been before. Our pajamas were long gone and his warm, lean body was so wonderful and sweet. No man had ever touched me like that. No man had ever made me feel like that. I couldn't get enough.
I woke the next morning in Richie's arms, a hazy smile on my face. I stayed there until Richie woke up and he kissed my head.
"I love you." He breathed. I think my heart skipped a beat.
"I love you too." I said back and we got up and got ready.
Riche was sitting on the tour buses couch, guitar in hand, just fiddling with some chords. I was bored out of my mind so I decided to take a break from looking over papers to go sit with him.
"Hey babe." I said plopping down beside him.
He looked up from his guitar to flash me a thoughtful smile.
"Are you enjoying all of your paper work?" He chuckled.
"Oh its a blast." I said sarcastically and rested my head on his shoulder.
"Awww look at the love birds." David said while walking by, eating a bag of chips, his crazy hair up in a ponytail.
Jon walked up behind him, his tank top riding up to reveal his slim stomach. I noticed how he turned his head the other way, trying his hardest not to look at me and Richie. This was terrible! I shouldn't feel guilty for wanting to show affection toward my boyfriend. But it was hard not to when I saw the look on Jon's face.
"Is Tico coming or not? He's been in that bathroom in the gas station for like 15 minutes!" David groaned.
"He's probably taking a shit," Jon giggled, making us all burst out with laughter.
We were still laughing when Tico got back on the bus and we laughed even harder when he kept asking "What's so funny?"
"What ever." He left in a huff to his bunk and closed the curtain.
I found myself unable to look away from Jon's face as the laughter lit up his eyes. He was so beautiful when he smiled and I missed seeing him happy. But then he caught me staring and quickly left, his blue eyes turning sullen. I didn't want this conflict. I didn't want my love for Richie to be so difficult for someone else. It was worth it though. The feelings I had for Richie overshadowed any obstacle. Everyone deals with heart ach. Jon would just have to get over it, as heartless as that makes me sound. Because no matter what I would always love Richie, and no other guy, no matter how handsome was gonna change that.
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One Light Burning: A Bon Jovi Fanfic
FanfictionWhen Rosemary befriends Richie Sambora, the guitar player for a soon-to-be famous band, she doesn't expect to fall for him. With her growing love for Richie, undeniable attraction to Jon, and crazy new job as the bands personal assistant, things get...