Written In The Stars (Completed)

Good Morning

Freddie awoke first due to being a quick and light sleeper, he was never one who needed a lot of sleep he always found himself full of energy. Stretching out his legs he felt all cramped up from sleeping in such a tight squeeze as Isabelle took up most of the couch. She was a heavy sleeper, as in her body was like dead weight on Freddie. Slowly he tried to slip out from underneath her without waking her, he chuckled at her cute little snores and hums. Finding his way to her bathroom he lifted the toilet seat for a morning whizz, while washing his hands afterwards he looked at himself in the mirror.

His long jet black hair was in a bit of a tangle, he noticed a comb beside the sink. Taking it he started to comb out the knots, so focused on himself he hadn't notice Isabelle standing at the doorway who was admiring his reflection. He was so breathtaking, his eyes were like two dark portals but not one's you were afraid to get lost in. It was like once you were there you never wanted to turn back, they were so inviting yet intimidating at the same time. His mouth was so sweet as it was slightly parted allowing his bunny teeth to stick out as he concentrated so hard on his hair. His skin was clear and effortlessly smooth. She wondered how someone could look so perfect first thing in the morning.

Finally noticing Isabelle's reflection in the mirror he jumped a bit "Oh! good morning darling...did I wake you?" Isabelle snapped out of her trance and went to shake her head no. As she did so she triggered the effects of her hangover as her head began to throb "Ohh! fuck that hurts..." she said as she grabbed her head. "Yeah...you might want to go back and lay down" said Freddie as he turned to help her back to the couch. Sitting down they stared at each other for a moment, he noticed her gaze "what is it dear? You're beginning to freak me out..." he said with raised eyebrows. "Sorry...I just can't believe you're here...like really here...wait?! how did you get here?" said Isabelle as she tried to recall the events of last night.

Giggling with his hand covering his mouth "My goodness you were smashed weren't you?" spoke Freddie as he pinched her cheek. Reaching over to pick up the empty bottle of wine that was tipped over Isabelle examined it. "Yeah I guess so..." suddenly her eyes widened "Oh God! What did I say to you? Oh please tell me I didn't embarrass myself too much...oh no! Freddie please tell me what did I tell you?!" asked Isabelle beginning to panic. "Relax darling...nothing out of the sorts really, you just told me how my cock was the biggest you've ever seen and then you asked me to marry you and-" Isabelle's shriek interrupted him "OH MY GOD! PLEASE TELL ME YOU ARE JOKING...OH NO STUPID STUPID GIRL!" she yelled out covering her face with sheer embarrassment.

"Ha! gotcha!" said Freddie who toppled over in laughter. Suddenly Isabelle found her hand in a fist as she began to punch Freddie in the arm. "You rotten rotten man!" she said as she continued to hit him. "Ow! you have a hard punch darling!" he said as he rubbed his now sore arm. "Don't worry honey, nothing happened...you were very unhappy with me though...you showed me this and asked what I knew about it" Freddie picked up the note holding it up for her to see. "...oh yeah...that! so what do you know about it?" she asked while rubbing her aching head.

"Same thing I told you last night, nothing...but I will find out who did this and why...I promise you I'm not taking this lightly" said Freddie as he examined it once more. "...Freddie?" said Isabelle in a calmer tone. "Hm?" he said turning his face to hers. "How come you never called?" before he spoke he moved a piece of hair out of her face. Although she was a mess, to him she was still the most beautiful woman. "Isabelle...you must try to remember...I'm not like other men you may come across...I'm a star darling! and I've only just begun! It's only up from here dear I tell you!" he said so confidently yet humble. "Ohh wow, and I believe you Freddie I really do...you're right...you're so talented and I love you-uh your music!" she said.

"Oh yeah? so you understand then...I'm a busy man, but I made time to find you last night...isn't that better than a phone call?" he asked picking at the black nail polish on his left hand. "Yes actually it is...I just wish I was in a better state, God you must think I'm so gross!" she said looking down at herself. "Hey! no no don't do that" he said using a finger to lift her chin up "you're beautiful no matter what...even drunk actually has anyone ever told you you're a mean drunk? quite sexy actually..." smiling from ear to ear Isabelle turned red in the face. "really? Oh well I don't drink that often actually...just when I want to take my mind off of things I suppose"

Stomach growling and head still pounding Isabelle slowly stood to her feet. "I'm going to freshen up, would you like some coffee when I come out?" she asked him. "That'd be lovely" said Freddie as he smoothed out his clothes. Brushing her teeth and taking some headache pills Isabelle walked into the kitchen to Freddie sitting at her small round table. "So...if you come from money dear why settle for such a limited space?" said Freddie reminiscing the small flats he used to share with roommates before he was rich. "Well like I tell my parents...I rather earn my keep!" Isabelle replied as she poured two cups of coffee.

"That's very attractive darling if I do say so myself" said Freddie as he blew into his coffee attempting to cool it off. The O shape his mouth was in began to turn Isabelle on causing her to bite her own lip. Noticing her Freddie smiled slowly, "see something you like?" he asked in a deep tone. "Oh yeah...I'm liking everything I'm seeing right now" said Isabelle as she nodded continuing to bite on her lip. "If you're trying to seduce me it's working..." said Freddie as he felt his cock harden between his legs. "...how did you find me?" she asked him, trying to stop what was about to happen. "Oh don't change the subject now darling...you've awoken my friend here..." he said pointing to his fully erected cock.

It travelled down his thigh and was very prominent through his tight trousers. "If you must know...I have a few tricks up my sleeve" said Freddie adjusting himself. "...oh" was all Isabelle could manage to get out as her eyes were glued on his big throbbing bulge. "...Isabelle..." said Freddie in a soft almost whisper like tone. "Ye-...yes?" she whispered back. "Come ride me..."