Call Me Yours

Wild

"I'm right here..."

It was all he said to me, as I completely broke down he never let go of me, only once adjusting his grip when a particularly violent sob took over my body.

"I'm so sorry..." Chris gently moved his thumb across my cheek, wiping away the last of my tears. I closed my eyes at his touch, not wanting this moment of comfort to end, but also knowing it would have to. There was no way I could continue to let myself rely on him, for comfort, or for anything else... I pulled away from him, my body instantly becoming cold as I repeated over and over again in my mind that this was never going to turn into what I thought I deserved, and I could tell that Chris sensed something, because he then reached his hand towards me, a slight frown spreading across his face when I flinched away from it.

"I need you..." I looked away from him, not really wanting to believe that those words had just left my mouth, my inner struggle more than apparent to him as he again stepped towards me "Chris I... I don't know how to explain what I'm feeling right now. My mind is telling me one thing, and my heart, well, it doesn't agree..."

"Does it help if I tell you I'm feeling the exact same way?" He ran his right hand through his hair, his bright blue eyes locking with mine "That night I kissed you... I've never felt that way before. With anyone... there is nothing in this world that makes me feel the way I do when you kiss me. Nothing."

"Chris..." whatever words I'd planned on saying soon disappeared with the sudden, but gentle touch of his lips against mine, a slight shiver traveling over my entire body when his hands moved up to my face, his fingers quickly entangling in my long hair as the kiss deepened. My lips parted just enough to let a quiet moan escape, and I could feel Chris smiling against me right before he pulled away...

"Told you..." his tongue flicked out, running across his bottom lip, slowly, as his hands moved to mine, our fingers tightly intertwining "Come on... I'm hungry..."
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"Chicken for breakfast isn't that weird right?" I held back a laugh as Chris moved around the kitchen in the apartment he shared with Sebastian "Nah it's not that weird... I mean if you wanna go get something else we can?" He smiled at me as he placed a plate full of food in front of me, his hands were trembling slightly and as soon as he sat down I moved my right hand to his, turning it upwards so our fingers could again intertwine.

"I'm supposed to be the nervous one remember?" His body language seemed to instantly relax, and I let go of him so I could start eating. We both sat in silence for several minutes, an awkward silence filling the room, save for the occasional clink of silverware against plates "Can I ask you something Chris? And you have to be completely honest with me..."

"Shoot."

"I need to know if this is going to last longer than a few... kisses. If years from now I'll think back to these interactions with sadness, or if I'll be laying next to you, maybe holding your hand, when the memory comes roaring back. I just... I need... to know." My voice involuntarily cracked, and I swallowed a few times to stop myself from tearing up. Chris had set down the dirty dishes in the sink, and he turned around to face me where I was still sitting at the small table inside their kitchen.

"Complete honesty?" I nodded at him, biting my bottom lip, moving my hands under the table so he wouldn't see how badly they had started shaking "I can't give you the answer you need right now." He walked back towards me, this time sitting down across from me, his hands both resting on top of the table "I wasn't lying earlier when I said you were different from all the others, but..."

"You need time?" I leaned back, still hiding my trembling hands underneath the table, and looking away from him, knowing that if I caught his gaze I'd completely break down again "I understand Chris..."
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And for the next few weeks, we took our time getting to know each other. Talking, stories of my past and his... Chris spent many a night at my apartment, and I did the same at his, as we were usually up talking so late that it worked better for both of us to just sleep on the other person's couch.

Two days from now, both Sebastian and Chris would be heading back down to Atlanta for the next block of filming, and as I sat on his couch, my head resting against his left arm, I heard him take a deep breath, like he was getting ready to say something really important...

"Why don't you come to Atlanta for a few days... I'll give you a full tour of the set, let you meet everyone..." I lifted myself off of him, giving him a slight nod, and smiling as a huge grin spread across his face. Chris began tracing along the outside of my arm with his fingers, my eyes closing as he reached my neck "Is it alright if I kiss you?"

"Since when... have you needed to ask..." I muttered under my breath as I straddled his waist, carding my fingers through his hair, lightly tugging on the ends of it and causing him to gasp.

"Fuck..." I cut him off, my lips roughly pressing against his, his hands almost immediately moving to my sides, fumbling with the bottom of my shirt for a moment before finally managing to push it up and over my head "You're so beautiful..."

"And you are wearing far too much clothing..." I smirked as I began to pull his shirt over his head, my hands shamelessly tracing over his lower torso, over all of his perfectly toned muscles. Chris's warm hands hadn't left my skin, and I shifted myself against his waist, eliciting yet another quiet gasp from him, his eyes closing as my hands moved just a little lower...

"Shit... you know, you do have a bedroom for this kind of thing..." Sebastian laughed out loud before disappearing into the kitchen, and I stumbled off of Chris's lap, panicking as I looked around the room for my shirt, and when it was suddenly thrown into my hands from the direction of where Seb now stood I felt my face flushing an even brighter shade of red "Hey now. No need to be so embarrassed doll..." I gave him a shy smile as I combed my fingers through my hair, glancing over at Chris where he still sat on the couch "You two uh... want me to leave?" We both shook our head at him at the same time, both of us still slowly coming down from the emotional and physical high of being interrupted during such an... intimate moment...
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