Rumours Ruined Us

Feelings

"Its not that hard to twirl John!" giggled Stevie, grabbing John's hand and pulling him up.

John smiled warmly shaking his head at the younger blonde "This is silly me trying!" he laughed.

"No, no, its fun, feel the music!" She smiled and danced to the portable tape player, placing a tape inside and pressing play, soon the ballad of 'Rhiannon' rang out and Stevie sang along, dancing slowly and sensually around the hotel room, then grabbing John's hand and pulling him off the bed, he laughed as they danced together "See John, you can dance!" Stevie winked.

"Your bonkers, Miss Nicks!" he chuckled.

"Thank you Mr McVie!" She curtsied and grinned.

John couldn't help feeling warmed by her presence, whatever she was going though she continued to be happy and see positive things in the world, turning them into beautiful song lyrics even if they resembled heart break. He admired her and thought she was fascinating, she always made him feel cheered up too, he hadn't felt genuinely happy in years "Your a sweet lady Stevie, I don't know if many people tell you, your like a little butterfly, all bright and soothing!"

Stevie beamed "Aw, John!" She giggled "That's so lovely and poetic!" 

John laughed quietly at her, suddenly feeling a little shyer as did she did, they both felt some kind of spark go off between them "Your very mystic Stevie!" He smiled at her.

"I think your cute when your not drunk, why do you drink John if you don't mind me asking, I know drinking can be fun, I do it myself, too much actually, but if it makes you angry and upset, why?" Stevie queried "Sorry if I'm being nosey, I just wondered!" She added hoping she hadn't overstepped. 

"I drink because I feel bad about everything, I ruined my marriage Stevie, Chris followed me and Mick everywhere, without even thinking about it, I cheated when I was drunk with groupies because I didn't know what I was doing and I pretty much made Chris into an alcoholic, I was cruel to her, no wonder she left, I need to let her go, I worry Stevie, about everything and drinking until I collapse is the only way to stop it!" He explained, staring at his glass, it was the first time he'd really ever spoken openly, Stevie was so easy and unjudging though, he felt like letting her in was safe.

Stevie sniffled, feeling sorry for him and understanding, she rested her hand gently on his "I do coke just too keep up with everyone because I'm so exhausted, to act fun and happy all the time, even when I'm hurting, the coke makes me happy, because I'm not! I made Lindsey joining Fleetwood Mac, he wanted to keep trying with Buckingham Nicks, but I felt like this was destiny and I hate myself for it now, we could have been married, had a family and he wouldn't have became such an asshole, I was only wanting a break from him, but he thought it was over and now he has hurt me so much, so many things said and done, we cant go back, ever!" Stevie softly spoke "I understand exactly how you feel, I will always love him, you will always love Chris, we will always have regrets, but we also know we need to let them go and move on or we'll die from broken hearts!" John looked at her, she was smiling sadly, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Don't cry Stevie!" He cooed, cupping her face "I didn't mean to upset you!"

"You didn't, we're both kindred spirits I guess!" She giggled, their eyes meeting as they both slowly moved closer together, soon kissing warmly and lovingly as they fell back onto the bed, wrapping their arms around one another, just holding each other and continuing to kiss. 

Mick got out of the shower after having his own release, Christine was asleep curled up on the bed, he couldn't believe they had started having sex, if it wasn't for her saying how she was in pain from surgery, they probably wouldn't have stopped either. Mick ran his fingers through his long hair and sighed, what had become of them all, all the boozing and the drugs, the late nights had made them opposites to their former selves.  He sat on the bed and pulled the blanket over Christine, he had no idea what to do for her, what if she was in a coma or something, he shook her awake "Christine, wake up!" She shook her harder "Chris!" His worry increased as he continued shaking her "Christine!" He yelled and her eyes slowly opened.

"Mmmhh?" She murmured, half asleep.

"What's happened?" he asked, scooping her head onto his lap and smoothing her hair back to see her face,

"I fell asleep!" She laughed "What are you doing to me?" She asked confused.

"I thought you were having some complications from the surgery, are you sore?" 

"Mick calm down, it was minor, otherwise I wouldn't be out already!" She smiled "It does hurt, its just like my period except a little worse." She explained, rubbing her stomach.

"Heatpack?" He suggested, grabbing the one of the bed.

"I can do it myself !" She smiled, sitting up and stretching "I'd rather just sleep now, can we forget about earlier, we were high and upset, can you not think of what I look like down there if you talk to me?" She shyly asked.

"Chris, I couldn't see much, it was too quick and of course, we're just friends!" He smiled, grabbing her hand.

"Thank you!" She smiled, getting up.

"Can I at least get the heat pack ready for you?" 

"If you want too, I'm getting a drink for myself anyway, I'm not taking the stupid pills prescribed to me, alcohol is better and quicker, so is the blow!" She winked. 

*I don't really know where any of this is going lol, its just different pairings I guess, also want to thank WhitmanFrostFiend and  dzeijz   for requesting Stevie and John pairing, hope you all enjoy!