I'll be There For You, Always (A Bon Jovi Fanfic)

chapter 12 - sweaty boys and pizza

12th November 1986...day before 18th birthday.

It was the morning of the day of the Edinburgh show. I slept like a baby last night, **gasp* last night!* I woke up and felt that warm feeling around my shoulders. *omg* I looked to the side to see a shaggy looking Jon. His hair was all over the place and he was still wearing the clothes from the day before. As he lay there breathing heaviy I suddenly remembered everyhing that happened, the way he looked at me, the way he held me and my God....that kiss. It was so gentle yet so rough at the same time. His touch was like stars falling from the night sky, landing on my eager lips. I remembered the exact feeling I got in that moment....I wanted more than that kiss, I wanted him to touch me all over and feel every inch of his toned body against mine. I wanted him to hold me and never let me go.

9:45
As I saw the time on yet another tiny clock I realised that the rest of the boys would probably be awake soon. Panic surged through my body, there was no way I could let the guys know about what me and Jon shared. For a start the endless teasing we would get from them and ...also the tiny fact that I was 17 and he was 24. I just knew that - at this point in our "relationship" (if i can even call it that) especially - i couldn't risk the boys knowing.

As much as I didn't want to disturb him - he looked so peacefull when he was asleep - i nudged him gently to wake him from his slumber. He grunted quietly before removing his arm from behind me and stretching upwards. He flopped his strong arms beside him and then looked over to me "mornin darlin" he said softly, smiling into his words. I couldn't help but smile at that word - darlin - it drove me crazy when he called me that. I greeted him back with a quite "and to you". I allowed my self to enjoy this little moment for a while before sitting up. "Listen , about last night" I started. His face instantly dropped as I began to speak. Worried that he thought I was gonna say I didn't enjoy it I quickly reassured him "no no it's not bad" I continued, putting my hand on his arm and squeezing it slightly. Man it was so firm. He let out a little sigh of relief before sliding into an upright position and gesturing for me to continue. "Well...would you mind if we don't mention anything to the guys?" I looked down as I said this through guilt, I didn't want him to think that I was ashamed - that was the last thing I was - i just didn't want to take any risks so early on.

He smiled and tilted his head at me, swiping his crazy blonde locks from his face. He took the rogue strand of brown hair from infront of my eyes and tucked it behind me ear "of course not, whatever makes you feel comfortable" he then proceeded to cup my face in his hands and kiss me on the forehead, just as he had done the first night we met. It gave me a warm and comforting feeling right in the pit of my stomach, it was like being home. I smiled at him as he held me in his hands for a moment before standing up and sorting himself out. We shared one final gaze before he headed out the door, checking that no one saw him leave. He slid through the thin piece of wood, and just as I thought he was gone he peeked his head around the frame and pouted, sticking out his bottom lip. He let out a quiet whimper like a puppy and looked at me with his baby blue. "Would you go?" I said pointing out the door and giggling, I was trying to be serious but he made me laugh. His face returned to normal and he blew me a kiss along with a cheeky wink. In a moment of weakness I gestured as if to catch the imaginary kiss -*that was the most stupid looking thing I've ever done. ....and I've done some pretty stupid things* - and then placed my hand with the "kiss" in it on my cheek. Even though i felt quite silly for doing that he seemed to find it amusing, he shook his head and chuckled "you're somethin else, you know that?" He said. We giggled for a moment and then he finally disapeared behind the door.

Once the door had shut, I threw myself back into the sheets and stared at the cieling. I placed my hands behind my head and smiled as I reminiced about that passionate moment we shared last night. It was the first time I had any kind of intimite moment with anyone and it was with the Jon Bon Jovi...what a life this Is.