Crying Lightning

Dangerous Animals

****Not proof read, apologies for any grammar or spelling mistakes.****

"It's me let me up." Alex said in a gruff voice. I froze.

I hit the button that allowed him to enter the building. Two minutes later and Alex was knocking on my door.

"Alex, what are you doing here? What about the tour? What is happening?" I bombarded him with questions.

"Jaz, shut up. Make me a tea and I'll tell you everything." he grumbled. I went about making him a tea and brought it to the sofa where he was sat with his head in his hands. Bella was sat down on the other sofa, dribble hanging from her lip.

"Alex, sweetie. Here." I handed him the beverage and he took it gratefully.

"Cheers, love." I smiled and sat next to him. "We had a crash. Someone rammed our tour bus. It flipped over and landed on its side with us all inside. Matt broke his leg, Jamie's arm's fucked. I sprained my ankle and Nick the lucky bastard is fine. Tour's cancelled."

"Fuck.... are they okay? Where are they all?" I rubbed my hand up and down his back affectionately.

"Yeah. They were sent to the hospital in whatever city we were in. I'll see them in a few days. I didn't want to go home. I came here. I hope that's okay, love." He said with an apologetic look in his eyes.

I pulled him into a hug and discreetly inhaled the scent of cologne and cigarettes, it should be a repulsive odour, but I found it comforting.

"Of course that's okay. Are you alright? How's your ankle, honey?" I questioned, worry evident in my words.

"Yeah, yeah. It's fine. I made it up the stairs didn't I?" He smile and kissed my cheek.

"Okay, well I'll get you some ice anyway. We're watching Insidious. Shit! Bella! Alex, this is my best girly friend, Bella. Bella, you don't need an introduction." I winked at Bella and ran off to get Alex some ice.

I placed the ice on Al's ankle and flicked the lights on. We resumed the movie.

"Night Bella, night Matt." I said as curled up on the sofa and Matt exited to his room. It was 12:30 and we'd watched Insidious and Insidious 2. Tears actually fell from my eyes at one point. Of course, I cuddled into Alex for 'protection' and to be honest, he seemed to be really scared as well.

Alex and I decided to share my bed tonight and Bella, being the gorgeous friend she is, offered up her place in my king-size so I could spend the night with a rock star.

I changed into my pyjama shorts and shirt and Alex just stripped down to his boxers. He had to stop me from dribbling by closing my mouth.

"Enjoying the view a little too much there, darlin'?" He smirked.

"Fuck off. Get in bed." I muttered. If it wasn't dark, he would've seen the awful flush of crimson present upon my cheeks.

"Why don't you?" He said, childishly. I slapped his face lightly and walked off to brush my teeth.

I was finally minty fresh and I returned to my room to see Alex sprawled on top of the duvet in a star fish position, snoring like an ogre.

Jumping on the bed, he woke up and a sudden flash of annoyance overcame his face. I poked his nose and slipped under the covers. After tutting, he did the same. He wrapped hiss strong arms around my waist and pulled me into him, my face landed in his chest and he burrowed his face in the crook of my neck.

"Al?" I whispered. My breathing became uneven.

"Yes sweet'art?"

"Why did you come here? There's millions of places, yet you come here?" I looked up to him, puzzled.

"'Cuz, no one understands me, or listens like you do. You're so easy to get along with and I love spending time with you." He said, stroking a tendril of brown hair from my face. Butterflies pranced in my stomach at the touch.

"Oh, right. What about the boys though, surely they're much better than I-" he interrupted me in the best way possible. With his lips. My eyes widened and it took a few seconds for my brain to register what was going on, but eventually, it decided to wake up. I kissed him back. Soon, the kiss was no longer romantic, but heated and almost frustrated. Our breathing was speeding up and my heart was pounding in my ears. Loud enough for the whole building to hear.  He slowly brought himself above me and hovered over me, his arms holding him up. He gently pulled away and looked me in the eyes. He looked at me with something, but I couldn't place the emotion.

"God, Jaz. You're so fucking amazing." He said, breathless.

"Shut up and kiss me." He did not hesitate to follow my command and did as I asked.

"I," he kissed my lips, "missed," he kissed my jaw, "you." He kissed my neck and I wanted to explode. How is it possible to be this sexy?

"Fuck, I missed you too." I planted a quick kiss on his lips. I found that my hands were absentmindedly running all over his stomach and back. I felt his muscles tighten under my fingers as I grazed over them lightly. "You're so hot and it's not fair." I exhaled quietly as he plotted tiny kisses up and down my neck.

"Have you seen yourself, Jasmine? You should be on the cover of Vogue. You're fucking stunning." Tears gathered in my eyes.

"Is that how you get in all the girls pants eh, Turner?" I said, only half joking.

"Depends, is it working?" I nodded vigorously and he just chuckled. "Well, to prove to you that I'm not doing to get in your pants. I'm going to be a gentleman."

"And how might one do that?"

"By not having amazing, hot, sweaty sex with you tonight." He looked a little disappointed and I laughed. I loved that he said that. So I knew that it wasn't just about sex.

"Well then Mr Turner. Good night." He kissed me on the forehead and pulled me back into our previous position. My head was back in his chest and his head was buried in my neck.

"Night you stunner."