The Beat of Our Hearts

Chapter 7: Prove It

I woke up with a pounding headache. I looked around and realized I was in Kassam's bed alone, I didn't remember getting back to his place. The last thing I remembered was getting into the cab with Priya. I reached over to grab my phone to see what time it was and noticed a glass of water and some aspirin next to it. I sat up, took the aspirin and checked my phone. It was 10:30 in the morning. I got out of bed, and noticed I was wearing one of Kassam's shirts, I definitely don't remember changing out of my clothes. I needed to find Kassam, I needed to talk to him about last night. But first, I needed a shower. I took off Kassam's shirt, turned on the water and waited for it to warm up. I spent a long time in the shower. I felt like I was washing away my sins. I felt terrible about how I acted last night. I felt terrible for fighting with Kassam beforehand. My actions were unacceptable...I almost cheated on Kassam! How could I have let my emotions cloud my judgment like that?  I was ashamed of myself and dreading getting out of the shower to talk things through with Kassam. But I knew I had to face him sooner or later, so I finally got out of the shower and got ready.

I walked out of his bedroom and found him by his turntables with his headphones on. He didn't notice me coming in. I walked over to him and placed my hand on his arm. He stopped his track and took his headphones off. He slid his arm out from under my hand and walked into the kitchen without looking at me or saying anything. I followed him into the kitchen and sat down at the table. He had his back to me as he rummaged through the fridge.

"Kassam, we need to talk about last night."

He didn't turn around when he spoke, "Priya told me everything. There's nothing we need to talk about."

"You're mad at me, I can tell. You won't look me in the eyes or let me touch you. So, how can you say we don't need to talk about it, how are we going to move past it if we don't discuss it?"

He finally turned to face me but still avoided eye contact, "I don't want to cause another fight, you storm off again, get wasted and humiliate me."

"Wow, ok...I get that you don't like confrontation, but we have to talk about this."

"I have nothing to say to you, but if you want to explain yourself i'll listen."

"I don't know where to start.."

He huffed and crossed his arms, "An apology would be a good place to start."

"I'm sorry Kassam. I'm sorry for the fight, i'm sorry for getting wasted, I'm sorry for almost kissing Shane. I'm sorry for all of it. I don't know what came over me. I think it's just the stress of all of this. The fame we are getting, taking our relationship to the next level by moving in together, figuring out what to do with our careers. It's a lot all at once and it got to me."

Kassam finally looked me in the eyes, but had nothing to say. I took this as a sign he was slightly less mad at me. So I got up from the chair and walked over to him, his eyes watching my every move. I closed the distance between us and rested my head on his shoulder. He uncrossed his arms and pulled me into a warm embrace. We stayed in that spot in silence for quite some time. Kassam pulled away first. I thought he was going to forgive me or at least talk to me. But he didn't, he just walked away and headed towards his room. I decided to follow him.

The door was shut, I knocked on it and said I was coming in. He was sitting on the bed tapping his hand on his leg and nodding his head along with it. He didn't look up at me when I came in. I sat down on the bed next to him and matched his beat. I saw a small smile starting to form at the corner of his lips. He started to mix things up, using his other hand to create a new rhythm around my beat. I matched his beat again and we continued to make beats for a little bit longer.

Kassam stopped and looked at me, "we make beautiful music together."

I reached for his hands and interlaced them with mine, "We do, and that's because we are meant to be together."

He nodded, "Prove it."

I let go of his hands and looked up at him, "Prove it..What does that mean? Prove that we are meant to be together?"

He nodded again, "Actions speak louder than words and your actions last night, well they aren't exactly reassuring me that we are going to go the distance. I've proven to you that I'm in this for the long haul. I proved that I am ready to start a life together by showing you all those houses and letting you pick which one you want to share with me. So, like I said prove it."

I leaned over and caressed his cheek, cupping his face and drawing it towards my lips. He didn't lean in but he didn't pull away. I pressed my lips onto his and kissed him passionately. I rubbed my tongue across his bottom lip, begging for entrance into his mouth, aching for his tongue to dance alongside mine. He wasn't budging, instead of parting his lips and allowing my tongue access, he pulled away with a smirk on his face. He was really going to make me work for it. I was up to the challenge.

I pushed him back towards the bed forcing him to lay flat on his back. He still looked at me with that smirk on his face. I eagerly pulled his pants down and began to stroke him, as much as he was trying to resist it, I slowly felt him begin to enlarge and grow harder in my hand. I took the tip into my mouth sucking and teasing as my hand groped and gently tugged at the base. He let out a soft moan. I continued to suck, taking all of him into my mouth. He moaned again, louder, and deeper. I stopped and looked up at him..

"Am I proving it yet?"

"You're on your way. But I still need convincing."

I continued to look into his eyes as I stripped out of my clothes. I climbed back onto him, straddling him. I rubbed his erection along my folds, teasing him before lowering myself onto him. I moved up and down slowly, taking all of him inside me. I grabbed his hands and placed them on my breasts. He squeezed them hard, then rubbed his fingertips along my hardened nipples. His hands slowly made their way down to my hips, caressing my curves with every movement. He gripped my hips, as I kept moving up and down. He moaned and squeezed my hips tighter, I could feel him pulsing inside me as he reached his peak.  My legs began to shake as the waves of pleasure took over. I thrusted down onto him one more time sending chills down our spines. I bent over to lay my head on his chest. He kissed the top of my head and ran his hand through my curls.

I looked up at him, into those beautiful blue eyes, "You are my King, my everything. I need you, I love you and I will prove to you that I'm ready to start our life together."

He put a finger under my chin and titled it up towards him, leaned in and kissed me with more passion and love than I have ever felt from him before.
"I love you too, my Queen."