* Skip forward a few weeks *
Abel's POV-
I lay down on my bed, bored out of my mind. Everyone was out partying and having fun. I was invited but I turned down their invitation. I stared at the ceiling and sighed out loud. I turned my head to my right and stared at the picture frame next to my bed. There were a few pictures in it of me and the gang at different places while we were on tour. I admit; I missed the tour life. Different city every night. Being adored by thousands of fans. It was all great, but started to get old after a while.
I continued to stare at the pictures, reminiscing on the old times. After I ran out of things to think about, I grabbed my phone. No new messages or phone calls. Same thing every day. I haven't heard or seen Val since a couple of weeks ago. I figured she would call or at least send me a text, but all I got was nothing.
I threw my phone to the other side of my bed and walked to my living room. The television was turned to some news stations and there was stuff littered all over the floor. I groaned and cursed underneath my breath. Whenever I had people over they always left a mess and I was annoyed as fuck about it.
When I was almost done cleaning the doorbell rang. I walked over to see who it was, running possible names through my head. When I opened the door, I saw someone I did not expect to see.
"Hey, Valerie."
Val's POV-
"Hello, Abel", I said with the voice of a five year old girl. I held my head slightly down too afraid to look into his eyes. He didn't say anything but I could tell by his posture he was shocked. I heard his feet shuffle and heard him say "come in". I moved m feet without thinking and walked into what was once our place. Everything looked the same except for a few new paintings and some things had been moved around.
I stood in the center of the room, silent and stiff as a piece of wood with my head down to the ground. My now longer black hair served as a curtain and blocked my vision of what was in front of me. After a few minutes if pure silence, he spoke. "Why are you here?" His voice sounded so foreign. Like I've never heard it before. I took a few moments to gather my thoughts and properly speak. I lifted my head and saw his plain but dazzling brown eyes piercing mine and I lost it. Years flooded out of my eyes and my feet some how found their way toward him and my arms wrapped around his body. He immediately hugged back and I snuggled my head into the crook of his neck. This position felt so material and made it feel like nothing was ever wrong between us.
"I missed you" I heard him say into my hair. his warm soothing voice pleasured my body and slowed the tears. We stood hugging for a few more moments until I finally pulled away. My tears and makeup left a huge watery black spot on his right shoulder and stood out against the whiteness of his shirt. I wiped my eyes and said "I'm so sorry". my lips began to quiver as I spoke and I felt my face get hot.
"No no no. I should be apologizing. I left you. I hurt you. I was the only one at fault. You didn't do anything wrong don't apologize to me. I did you wrong, so wrong, and I feel terrible about it. I thought about you every time I took a breath. You never left my mind. I know this is sucky ass apology, but what can I make you do to come back to me. I love you. I lust the feeling of your warm embrace and your soft tender lips on mine. I want you back in my arms. I want to proudly call you mine and make you feel like the most important person on earth. I want to show how much I truly love you."
After he finished, I just stared at him. I was in shock. when he told me he needed time apart, I thought he was all business and that he truly was done with me, but his words...they changed everything. I couldn't think if anything to say. Honestly how can you even begin to respond to such a great statement that showed the remorse and deep emotional torture. My tongue danced around in my mouth looking for words to say, but nothing came. Since my brain and mouth weren't in sync, I mindlessly uttered the words "I love you". He looked at me with slightly widened eyes and said "Do you really? Even after all the emotional suffering I've put you through?" Flashbacks of the long nights I spent crying in the dark wandered into my brain but I quickly pushed them aside. "None of that matters. You apologized and no matter what, you'll always have a special place in my heart." His face softened and his whole face seemed to glow. A small smile crept up to his lips and his lips parted into a full on smile. "I love you too Val. More than you could ever know. No matter what we go through, I always and forever want to be with you, even if we're just friends."
I walked over to him and gave him a short but tight hug. When I pulled away, my gaze turned to his lips. Oh how I craved to feel them against mine. Abel must have read my mind because a few seconds later, his soft lips were on mine. I instantly moved my lips against his. My body tingled all over, feeling so refreshed after being deprived of his touch for so long. I felt his hand travel down my spine and stop on my waist. I pulled him closer to me, leaving no space between us. I felt his heart beat in sync with mine as his lips continued to move against mine. his hand continues it's journey across my body and ran over my butt and down to underneath it. He cupped it with his hand, giving it a slight squeeze. I slightly parted my lips and he took the opportunity to slide his tongue in. We fought for dominance for a while and he won in the end as always.
We finally broke away and stared into each other's eyes lovingly. He gave me a small peck at the corner of my mouth and began to lead me elsewhere. We ended up in the bedroom. He shut the door and softly pushed me onto the bed. he leaned over me, leaving small kisses down my neck then across my collarbone stopping and the seam of my shirt. "Why are you stopping?" I asked, my body hot with intimidation. "Is it okay if I go further" he asked. I giggled a little and said "Of course". He gave a little smirk and continued. he pulled my shirt over my head and trailed his kisses down my stomach. I hadn't been touched by his hands in so long that my body craved for it. "Abel," I begged "hurry. I need you in me". He got the message and quickly removed his sweats revealing his bulge. He swiftly lifted his shirt over his head and then went for my pants. They came off in one his motion and his body was once again hovering over mine. His boxers were still on and I took them off, enjoying the pleasure of being able to undress him. He sprung into full form and my body craved him more. He saw in my face how bad I wanted him and began to work his magic.
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