Convergence

10

I looked down at my phone to see who the message was from, who else, Jared. I decided to ignore it for a bit. I was having a much needed break from work, enjoying lunch with some friends outside in the sunshine, catching up on old times and what we were doing. Five minutes later my curiosity got the better of me and I opened the text to find out what he wanted.
~ Where are you?
~ Out with friends, I did mention it yesterday, you said it would be fine
~ I forgot you didn't spend the night, so you weren't there to remind me
~  Sorry
~  Are you going to be back in time for the meet and greet?
~ I didn't think you wanted me till tonight?
~ I'm thinking maybe I do
~ You can't keep changing you're mind and then expect me to drop everything and come running, I'm entitled to some free time
He didn't reply for a few minutes, I waited fuming. Finally..
~ It's fine don't worry about it, just get here for the show
~ I'll be there
I put down my phone in annoyance, what the hell was wrong with him?! his demands were giving me whiplash. Ever since he had been sick he was acting strange, wanting my presence one minute, then changing his mind the next, he did it constantly. He would tell me it was alright to go off and do my own thing, only to ring or message me demanding my presence. Consequently I had barely any time to myself. I put it out of my mind and tried to enjoy the rest of the afternoon. That evening I arrived at the venue and made my way into our allocated rooms. As I was unpacking my gear I heard the door open behind me. It was Emma, "hi Charlie, have you seen Jared he's been looking for you" she said, wearing her usual harried expression. I shook my head, "no, I just arrived, I'm on time, what is his problem now?" I practically snapped. She raised an eyebrow at me, "I've got no idea he just asked if anyone had seen you, I'll let him know you're around" she said and quickly exited the room. I took a deep breath trying to remain calm, why was he looking for me? What had I done wrong this time? Sure enough within minutes the door swung open and he waltzed in. "You made it" he said, I looked up from my camera. "Did you think I wouldn't?" I asked haughtily. "Emma said you were in a mood, what's wrong?" he said with a smirk. "Nothing, nothing is wrong with me, she told me you were looking for me so I naturally assumed I was in trouble" I said in a huff. "I was just wondering if you'd arrived, why would you assume you were in trouble?" he said with a frown. I was surprised, "I don't know .... lately you make me feel like I'm always doing something wrong" I sighed. He slowly smiled, a sensual, sexy smile that immediately had me flustered and had my stomach doing backflips. He walked over to stand in front of me, "don't worry, I'll let you know when you're in trouble" he said in that sexy drawl that set my panties on fire. My mouth dropped open and I felt my face go bright red, but I quickly recovered and pushed him away. "Whatever" I said with a light laugh and I turned away. Suddenly I felt a sharp slap to my ass causing me to cry out in surprise. I whirled around to find him looking at me with a smug expression, "just get ready" he said strolling towards the door and sparing me a grin before walking out. My ass was still stinging as I came up to find him being interviewed by a local news reporter. A tall leggy blonde, she was laughing animatedly at what he was saying. I watched as she put a hand on his arm and moved slightly closer to him. He was smiling that big gorgeous smile, he was such a flirt and I could tell he was enjoying having the reporter eating out of the palm of his hand. He looked over at me and gave me a smirk, I swiftly turned away. I was unexpectedly gripped by a surge of jealousy, crazy, I needed to get a grip. "Charlie, is that you?" I heard a voice, suddenly arms grabbed me around the waist from behind. I gasped, "Harry, what a surprise" I said hugging him. "It's so nice to see you, what are you doing here? Snapping away?" he said. I nodded, "I am, yes, I'm doing a magazine shoot, with one band" I said. "Charlotte, I need you" I heard Jared's commanding voice. He had wandered over to where we were standing, "ah, Harry this is, Jared. This is Harry, he's a drummer in Collar Full" I said. "Wow, hi, I'm, I mean we're huge fans of Mars" said Harry excitedly. Jared smiled, he looked curious, "thank you, you guys played earlier today right?" he said. Harry nodded, "yeah, we're headed back to London tomorrow, but we're hanging around to watch you guys" he gushed. "That's great, I hope you enjoy it" Jared replied. "Why I don't take a photo, Harry give me your phone, then you can put it on your socials" I said. "That would be fantastic, do you mind?" Harry said, "no, of course" said Jared genuinely. He stepped in close, giving his usual thumbs up, with a smile. "I better go, the boys will be waiting for me. Thank you, it was really nice to meet you. We might see you again. Have a great show. It was great to see you Charlie, keep in touch yeah" said Harry, kissing me on the cheek before dashing off. Jared turned to me, "old boyfriend?" he asked. I shrugged, "we hung out a bit, nothing serious" I said. He nodded, before he could say anymore someone called his name and we walked off to get ready for their set.
*
The next week or so was hectic, another few countries in as many days. The tour was heading to its last weeks and everyone was relieved, we were exhausted. We lay in bed late one night after a show, chatting quietly, both of us tired. "Are you too tired to fool around?" I said with a smile, he grinned, "I'm never too tired for that" he replied pulling me into his arms. His kisses were soft but demanding. It was gentle and slow, but intense as ever. I cried out softly as I unraveled beneath him. Holding him tightly as he followed me moments later, finally he stopped shaking and lay on me, moving slightly so his head rested on my chest. Our breathing slowly returned to normal, with both of us just lying there in satisfied silence. His hand reached out to grab mine, turning it so my palm was facing up, bringing it to his lips, kissing it softly over and over before letting it go. I felt a rush of emotion at the tenderness. I could hear his slow steady breathing, and I wondered if he had dozed off. I slid my hand into his hair, closing my eyes, enjoying the closeness. Before I could stop myself I whispered, "I love you" it was so quiet I didn't even think he'd heard it. The words had come tumbling out, I was horrified, what an idiot, how could I let it slip like that! I prayed he was asleep and hadn't heard it. Another half hour passed, just as I was about to fall asleep he lifted his head. He leant up kissing me on the cheek, then lifted himself off me, I got up hurrying to the bathroom. I wanted to run away, I was so embarrassed. Thankfully he had turned off the bedside lamp by the time I came out and his eyes were closed. I slid into bed, moving in and snuggling into his side. His arm came around and he murmured, "night Charlie", "night" I said. Maybe he hadn't heard, I could only hope I thought as I fell into a restless sleep.