Grivine (a series of one-shots)

Can't Help Falling In Love

So I know I'm writing a chapter grivine story as well but I had this urge to just post a bunch of one-shots I had been thinking about for ages. They'll be happy, sad, frustrating, and in no particular order. I just think we all need this after you know, yesterday...enjoy!

-Christina's POV-

I was never much of a dress wearer. I just never felt the desire to rush into stores and buy them in every color available. But I loved the dress I was wearing now. It was black and there was a see through part and it was perfect. The perfect dress to go with the perfect song, I would be performing "Can't Help Falling In Love".

Adam was always talking about feeling the song and connecting to enhance our performance. So as I stood up on stage and heard screams from my frands, I pictured him. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't attracted to him. I was almost positive it was impossible for sometime to find Adam Levine unattractive. Even with his blond hair he was undoubtedly the sexiest man I'd ever come across. And he was taken. He belonged to Behati Prinsloo, one of Victoria Secret's angels for God sake! She had a nice face, high cheek bones, and her hight. She was all in all the exact opposite of me. The one thing I had up on her was that I could sing. But what guy cares about that when they can have a slim long legged foreign beauty?

But in this moment, I felt more than beautiful. So I allowed myself to think of him, as wrong as it was. I thought of the embarrassing moment where as soon as I'd found out he posed nude, I googled it. I'd never seen a full naked man, I was pretty inexperienced though not oblivious completely. That was when the inappropriate thoughts started and didn't stop to the point I was blushing whenever I saw him. But I knew I'd be a pancake in bed.

So I was standing there after finishing my performance and couldn't get over the way Adam was staring at me. Was my hair sticking up? Did I look out of breath? I wanted to ask him but there was no time to stop the show. I headed back stage and grabbed a bottle of water as I tried to calm my nerves. I'd made it, I had a lot to be proud of.

"Christina." I turned around and smiled at Adam who stood with his hands in his pockets.

"Budbud," I whispered as I walked up and hugged him. In my mind I always wondered if our hugs lasted a second or two longer to be considered appropriate. As I started to pull away, he wrapped his arms around me tighter, his hot breath against my ear as he whispered, "I am so incredibly proud of you, Christina Grimmie."

"Well thank you, but it's because of your help that-"

His lips pressed against mine instantly and I froze. He nibbled on my bottom lip and then started trying to coax my mouth opened. Hesitantly I obliged and let out a gasp as his tongue entered my mouth. My hands went up to grab his hair and he pressed me against the wall. He broke away and I gasped for air, his hands still at my waist. I felt his lips against my neck and I let out a moan.

"Shh, baby not so loud," he whispered to me. That's when I stopped and pulled completely away from him.

"This is so wrong. You-you're engaged," I shrieked.

"No, I'm not. We ended things, Behati accused me of cheating. Our relationship couldn't last if we were without trust."

"Accused you of cheating with who?"

"That doesn't matter," he said as he adverted his eyes.

"Who?"

"You," he whispered. My head spun as I leaned on the wall for support.

"Why would she think that? If I'm the reason your engagement is over..." I trailed off.

"It was for several reasons. Anyways I couldn't marry someone I didn't truly love. Not the way I love you," he said as he waited for my reaction.

"You l-love me? Christina?" I asked.

"Yes you, Christina, my pixie."

"I don't know what to say, Adam..."

"It's okay, I understand if you're not ready for that, or if you want to be just friends, that's what we'll be. I just want you to be happy," he said as his hands held onto my small ones.

"I've never had someone say they care about me the way that you're saying. I'm so...so inexperienced. I don't know how good I'll be at that kind of stuff."

"Christina, I love you, I would wait a hundred years till you were ready."

"I'm not sure I would even be able to satisfy you that way. I'm not, it's just I've never, I'm a virgin," I whispered and turned away from him as my cheeks heated up.

"That's nothing to be ashamed of. In fact, believe it or not it turns me on that I have a chance to be your only. I will cherish you Christina, but only if you want to whenever you're ready. If you even see us heading in that direction."

"I do, I need you," I blurted before adding, "I love you." I watched his eyes light up and he pulled me to him and trailed kisses up my neck and jaw.

"This is going to be hard. The media, they'll say anything-"

"I don't care what they say, I don't think, I won't be able to stay away from you now."

"Were you planning on staying away?" He asked, lips against my skin.

"Yes," I said truthfully, "I didn't think I'd be able to handle looking at you as a married man."

"Promise never to leave me?" asked Adam as I heard for the first time vulnerability in his voice.

"I promise," I answered as I cupped his cheek.

"You've changed me, Christina Grimmie," he said as he brushed my bangs out of the way.

"Kiss me?" I asked as I traced my finger along one of his tattoos and felt him shiver.

"For the rest of my life if that's okay," he said before brushing his lips against mine again.