Richie Lee Jones- Wanna Try?

Chapter 6:

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She smiled and traced circles on my bare chest as she lay naked in my arms. I kissed the top of her head and watched as she looked sleepily up at me. Her eyes flashed a moment and if the warmest smile that came after I could have sworn the whole world was on her shoulders.

“I love you,” I say and felt my heartbeat pick up its pace suddenly.

“You too Tommy boy,” she whispered back before lowering her head and drifting off into a sleep.

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~Richie’s POV~

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“Where were you!” they said as Tom and I ran onto the tour bus. The moment we were on the wheels kicked into a start.

“We seriously thought you’d been kidnapped!” Siva said, but other than that none of them paid any attention to what we’d done last night. It was kind of obvious, but hell, who really gived a dam? Well… Jay did. He followed Tom around making inappropriate comments because I’d give him a punch on the arm every time he got close enough. But he was funny, very funny.

I reluctantly sat down on the couch next to Nathan after getting dressed out of a clubbing dress and got my book out. The Bronze Horseman by Paulina Simons. I chose to ignore him after last night, but it was like an itch that wouldn’t leave until you scratched it. He must have felt the same way because he turned towards me and said,

“What you said last night,” he started and I slowly put down my book and looked over to him, trying with all my might to keep a straight and sane face. Sometimes this kid would drive me over the edge of a cliff simply his choice of words.

“Yes,” I say through half clenched teeth and gave him a look that screamed, ‘Be bloody careful where you step.’

“Sounds like you know what you’re talking about,” he said.

“Maybe I do,” I reply and turn back to my book. He paused,

“Do you want talk about it?”

“Have you ever heard the quote by C.S. Lewis that goes, ‘I have learned now that while those who speak about ones miseries usual hurt, those who keep silence hurt more?” I ask and meet his eye hard.

“No,” he said quietly. I nodded and turned back to my book. He was quiet for a long moment until he moved over a little closer. “What’s your book about?”

“About a family in Russia during the Second World War and the younger daughter going through all this stuff as she falls in love with an Officer, but he’s dating her older sister. It’s actually a real hard hitter,” I say and turn the book around to look at it before flicking the pages, “Her family dies around her of starvation and sickness and it gets so cold that people just freeze dead on the street and no one can go bury them because there’s hundreds of them… Good book though,” I say and smile at him briefly. He nodded and looked away. “I compensate with another book though,” I say with a smile, “Do Ants have Arseholes?”

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Los Vegas baby!!!!!! Okay, let’s snippet this into small and maybe not that important details.

With my wondrous contacts I got us very large and lavish suite that was absolutely amazing with the views and everything. Imagine something like Hangover? Yeah, it’s got the view and the flash couches, a kitchen forever wants to stay in while being at Vegas and cook eggs let’s say. Yeah that’s like the biggest pile of bullshit possible aye?

We got dressed flash, me with a small black dress that had a cut in my leg showing my thigh with some nice heels with a wink of approval from Tom. The guys scrubbed up well and put on a tux with a wink of approval from me.

I went in with $100 came out with $800 cash. I was as Jay liked to put, ruthless. Then we all, as Tom liked to put it, got leathered. Then somehow stumbled back into the massive suite at some inhumane hour in the morning before I fell asleep on the couch. I do remember however Tom picking me up and kissing my forehead and carrying me into our bedroom.

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The next morning involved a lot of asparagus and BLT sandwiches.

“Just a LT sandwich for Jay right?” I say as I turned the bacon in the grill.

“Mhh. Yeah, thanks!” he said grinning.

“Woman in the kitchen, making a sandwich… Tom marry her,” Max joked as he walked by and picked up a piece of bacon and burnt his fingers. I giggled as Tom came up behind me and hugged me and kissed my ear.

“Here you are,” I say and finish making him the sandwich. He smiled and kissed me softly on the lips, ignoring the plate in front of his as his hands went to my waist. I felt my stomach do a flip and smiled warmly, ignoring the gaging demonstrations Jay and Siva were making. My phone made me pull away from the kiss though and run into the bedroom to pick it up.

“Hello is this Benji?” Came a voice with a small Spanish accent.

“Ah. No, actually I thought it’d be Benji calling me,” I say and laughed, “I’m his mate,” I quickly clear up before he got yelled at by someone else.

“Oh. Sorry,” the woman said and hung up the phone. I shrugged and threw it back into my bag.

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A/N: Sorry for the shortness. I had COE today yet another excuse, but it's truth. Some questions you'll have to remember because I like to be a little tricky and push on a thing and leave before you figure it out completely. Keep that in mind (*Hinting to something in this chapter*) (*Hinting towards several other things as well*)

Love you all and hope you're enjoying the story <3

Madi x