Who Are You?

Tour

hey again! hope your all liking the story so far! let me know whatcha guys think so i know im doing this right lol

~Onyx

Zaras POV:

after pulling the clothes over my sore back i padded down the soft carpeted hallway and down the stairs.

once i hit the bottom step an amazing smell rafted up my nose. i took a long deep breath and my stomach howled in response to it.

i followed the tantalizing smell towards its source. the kitchen.

as i walked through his house i was amazed at how completely normal it actually looked. i expected it to be all messy and strewed with playboys and condoms. it would fit his playboy attitude perfectly. but i didn't see any. i just saw a house that somehow was still him.

i continued to follow the smell towards the kitchen and saw Ash standing at the stove, again with only low hung shorts on. no shirt.

"do you ever wear a shirt?" i asked seriously

he turned towards me and smiled "sometimes, to be honest its just more comfortable without one. be happy I'm even wearing shorts!" and he stuck his tongue out at me and turned back to the stove

"i didn't know you cooked" i said as i moved closer to stand next to him

"...there's a lot of things you don't know about Zara" he pointed out as he flopped an omelet onto a plate and handed it to me.

he gently bumped my hip with his own to move me out of the way so he could open the oven doors. he pulled out a pan full of hash browns and scooped some on my plate.

"breakfast is served!" he proclaimed as he handed me a fork "dig in"

i set the plate on the counter and hopped up on it to sit. i cut a piece of omelet with the side of the fork and scooped it into my mouth.

it was burning hot but man was it gooood!!

"how come you never cooked on the tour bus?" i asked "this is amazing!"

"cus the guys are always scared to try what i make so i just stopped making it for them" he said with a shrug as he started eating his own breakfast. the only difference was he was washing his down with whiskey

"their loss!" i said as i ate another piece. i couldn't believe how hungry i was! by the time i knew it my plate was empty and i was sad at the loss

"want some more?" he asked laughing

i nodded sheepishly

he held his hand out for the plate an i gave it to him only for it to be returned to me a second later full again.

"its alright you know. its been a while since you ate. i think the last thing were those rolls you made us before the concert" he said

i thought for a second before I realized he was right! "how long was i asleep?"

"you were out for about a whole day. so its been two days since you've last eaten" he answered

i don't feel so bad anymore about being so hungry. i laughed and he laughed with me.

finally we were both done with breakfast. i tried to help Ash clean up but he made me sit there on the counter and wouldn't let me move!

"so why cant i help?" i asked a little ticked. not that i minded watching him move around the kitchen. to be honest it was kinda turning me on watching him move and twist with no shirt on. but i still felt i should help clean up