Stevie's eyes fluttered open, being more coherent this time waking up. She felt more awake, still only remembering going up the stairs at the party, but she was more there then the previous day. Lindsey was storming, casting her eyes to see him passed out in the arm chair next to her bed. His long, lanky legs were sprawled out in front of him, his head tilted back.
"Lindsey." Stevie called out to him, trying to wake him up. "Linds!"
He became more alert, shooting up in his chair, rubbing his eyes sleepily. "Hey."
"Hi. Where are my parents?"
"They went to the cafeteria."
Stevie flung the hospital blanket out of her bed, scrambling from
the bed. Lindsey stood from his chair, watching as she darted around the room, snatching her clothes up. "We have to get out of here before they come back."
"Why?"
"Lindsey my parents are going to try and drag me back home. They're going to force me back in to school. I can't go back."
He got a flash of her nude body as she yanked the hospital gown over her head, hastily getting dressed in her clothes she wore to the party the day before.
"Is your home life that bad?"
Stevie shook her head, rushing past him as she gathered all her personal belongings. "My childhood was wonderful growing up, it was just like everybody else's."
"Then what's the problem?"
"I don't want to be like everybody else." She stopped to look at him. "I don't want to work a nine to five job and then come home to a messy house full of kids. The world is wide and I want to experience everything, I want to live life Lindsey."
"I don't want you to come with me and then a week later resent me because you feel like I took you away."
Stevie shook her head, quickly approaching him and taking his face in her hands. "Lindsey you are the first person to make me feel like I'm truly alive, I can't loose that yet."
Lindsey grinned down at her, his hands squeezing her hips. He bent his head down and kissed her, craning his neck to get better access. "Let's ditch this place."
Stevie smiled, tugging on her high heeled boots. They weren't ideal for a quick getaway, but it was all she had. Lindsey called a cab while he waited, taking Stevie's hand as they snuck out of the hospital room. He kept her behind her, peeking his head around the corner;keeping a look out for her parents.
The coast was clear, Lindsey and Stevie slipping out the front entrance and in to the waiting cab. He slipped in the backseat beside her, taking her hand in his, rubbing his thumb in soothing circles across her skin.
"How are you doing?" He leaned in to whisper in to her ear.
"I'm trying not to think about it. I don't want to think about it. I knew what was happening, but I couldn't do anything to stop it. I was terrified Lindsey. I'm grateful you got there in time to stop whatever he was about to do."
Lindsey nodded in agreement, holding her close and kissing the top of her head. "Me too. I mean every word I say Stevie and believe me when I say I will never let that creep touch you again."
Stevie nodded against his neck, holding him tighter. "Thank you. For believing me, for not doubting me."
"There's not a single doubt in my mind when it comes to you."
"Good, because I have nothing to offer but the whole truth."
"I know you do baby." Lindsey kissed the top of her head again, a comfortable silence falling between them as the cab drove them to their hotel.
............
They barely had a chance to sit down before they were being bombarded. Furious knocks at their hotel door, Lindsey opening it. His band members came barreling in, Brian instantly heading towards Stevie. He wrapped her in a friendly hug, squeezing her tight. "How are
you doing Steve's?"
"I'm ok, thank you." She gave Brian an appreciative smile, slipping back besides Lindsey. The other two men didn't seem too happy to see her.
"You need to apologize to Rupert man." Javier blurted it out, not one for much thought. Lindsey's fists clenched, glaring at the shorter man. "He's threatening to take our deal away."
"Apologize!?" Lindsey shook his head in disbelief, his eyes bulging. "I'm pressing charges against that creep!"
"You can't do that!" Javier snapped back. "That'll ruin any chance we every have of getting a record deal!"
"He tried to rape Stevie!"
"Emphasis on the word tried. It's not like he got that far!"
Lindsey saw red, his fists clenching as he felt a hot flash of rage wash over him. "I can't believe you just said that."
"Look man-"
"Out!" Lindsey cut Javier off, his nostrils flaring. "Everybody get the fuck out!"
The rest of the guys filed out of the room, giving Lindsey a worried glance as they left. Lindsey slammed the door behind them, slumping against it and breathing heavily. He felt a light touch on his shoulder, turning his head back to see Stevie behind him.
He was so angry, so pissed at the situation he found himself. Whipping around he kissed her, his arms locking her in tight against his body. She gasped in surprise but let him take charge, feeling herself being pushed towards the king bed in the middle of the room.
Lindsey fell on top of her, his hands bracing himself on the mattress so he wouldn't crush her. Their kisses were slow, sighing softly in to one another's mouth as they moved lazily. His hands hand started to room, gripping the fabric of her shirt in his hand and bunching it up.
"Stevie..." he pulled away, resting his head against her shoulder. "Baby I don't know..." He didn't know how far to go, what she was comfortable with now. He didn't want her to feel pressured.
"I need you Lindsey."
He nodded in understanding. Their clothes were quickly shed, Lindsey holding her thighs apart gently as he slid in to her. Stevie felt a shudder rush through her body, gasping out loud as he buried himself inside of her. He held his arms around her tight, bucking his hips softly against hers.
The small gasps she continued to make brought him comfort, moving a tad harder to hear them louder. There was no dirty talk, no rough actions or furious fvcking. He moved gently, almost in fear of breaking her fragile self. His eyes bore into hers, the focus between them unbreakable. He felt Stevie tightening around him, watching her eyes squeeze shut and her mouth opened wide.
He swallowed her scream with a kiss, moving harder and helping her through her climax, rolling his hips gently. He felt his own climax take over him, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as his member pulsed inside of her. He felt a rush of emotions hit him, gasping out as he collapsed on top of her, his head burrowing in her neck as he started to cry.
Stevie was freaked out as she stared straight up at the ceiling; feeling his body wrack with sobs, feeling his hot tears drip against her bare skin. She'd never had a man cry during sex before, not really knowing what to do. Her arms cradled his head against her chest,
kissing the top of his head and running her fingers through his sweat soaked hair. He was still inside of her, shifting underneath him as he broke down.
"It's ok Lindsey, I'm here." She mummers to him, soothingly running her fingers along his scalp. "I'm not going anywhere."
"I can't live without you." He confessed, holding her extremely tight, Stevie nodding in understanding. She didn't know how much truth he had behind the sentiment, letting it fall to the back of her mind as she comforted him. She saw a new side of him; vulnerable, scared almost. She was terrified that he felt comfortable enough to show her this amount of vulnerability.
The memories of the night before had finally begun to catch up with her, Stevie feeling her eyes burn with tears. Holding on to him tighter, she let him be emotional. Soothing him through his distress as she set her own on the back burner.
