Drama
Chapter 45: Reconnecting
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WARNING! THERE IS SMUT AT THE END! IF YOU WANT TO SKIP IT, GO AHEAD. I WON'T BE OFFENDED. I FORGOT TO MENTION THAT AT THE END OF THE LAST CHAPTER.
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Leila's P.O.V.
After Mr. Conners' big speech, we are released and Madison drives us back home. I want to call my mom and tell her that I'm not moving back home, no matter how much she wanted me to (she's supportive of me in my decisions, but she has her own opinions, strong ones, I might add). Now that I think about it, I should reconnect with Cameron again. It's been a few days since I last talked to him, but because of everything that just happened, it feels like that was an eternity ago.
Immediately after I enter in the apartment, I lock myself in my bedroom and on my phone calling my mom.
"Hello?" her voice comes through.
"Hi, mom," I greet.
"Leila! Sweetie! How are you?" she asks.
"I'm great! I have good news for you," I begin.
"And what would that be?" she questions.
"I'm staying in LA. We figured it all out and I'm rehired so I'm staying with the cast of Deep Secrets!" I exclaim.
"Honey! That's great news!" my mom declares. "How did that happen?"
"It's a really long story," I say.
"I've got time," she responds and I can tell from her voice that she's smiling a little bit.
For the next 15 minutes, I explain to my mom everything; from Spencer's first move to me getting fired to sneaking into the studio and proving everyone wrong. I have a feeling she might think of me in a different light now.
"Wow, seems like you've had quite an adventure," she finally speaks when I'm finished.
"Yeah, it's been tough but I made it through," I reply.
"I always knew you'd do the right thing," she adds.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"You've always been a determined girl. Whenever something was wrong, you tried every way possible to get it right, even if it took you millions of tries. You know what to do and you end up winning every single time. That's your personality and I knew you would always get to where you want to be," my mom informs.
"Really?"
"Yeah," she confirms. "I was never worried that you wouldn't do your best. You put 110% in everything you do."
"Aw, thanks mom," I gush.
"I'm actually surprised at how well you handled all of this! Although I would have done things a little differently, but you figured it out and you ended up where you wanted to," my mom says.
"I'll always be here for you, darling. I fully support you and if you need me to help with something, I will."
"Thanks," I respond.
"I should probably let you go. Your boyfriend's probably wondering when he'll get you all to himself again!" she jokes.
"Mom," I warn, my cheeks turning red.
"I'm sorry. I won't get into your love life. But if he does anything to hurt you, you better bet your bottom dollar that I won't be there ASAP with your father to teach that boy a lesson."
"Okay, okay!" I giggle.
"I love you. Bye," she ends.
"I love you, too. Bye," I respond, ending the call.
Setting my phone on the night stand, I sit on my bed and look out the window to the now familiar view of LA. It's crazy how so much can happen in a year, and it's insane how much can happen in just a few short months. I thought I knew what I had signed up for. I'm not saying it's been a horrible time, but it's been a bizzare ride so far. I'm not complaining, either, just venting about it. Leaving home a few months back feels like it was forever ago, now that I think about it. I still remember my last day, packing up in my empty bedroom, visiting the beach one more time, Cameron and I kissing...
Oh, my God. Cameron.
As fast as a lightning bolt, I grab my phone and text him, hoping he replies right away. If he's not doing anything right now, I would certainly like to video chat him. I would call him, but I miss seeing his face (if that makes any sense).
And just my luck, he responds quickly and he says he's actually bored right now. Most of his (technically, our) friends are out on vacations or doing something at the moment, so he's just watching TV. Perfect.
I seize my laptop and exit my room to find Madison cooking something up in the kitchen and Niall lying on the couch flipping through the TV channels.
"Hey, she has emerged!" Madison exclaims once she sees me. Niall perks up and watches as I settle myself in the living room, setting up my laptop.
"We were wondering when you'd join us," Niall chuckles. "You were in there for quite some time."
"Sorry, I was talking with my mom," I explain. "You know how mothers are."
"What are you doing?" Niall asks, eyeing me.
"I want to talk to Cameron now," I inform.
"We just talked to him a few days ago."
"I know. He's my best friend from back home, can't I tell him the good news?" I say. Niall smiles and moves over to sit next to me. I get everything loaded up and wait for Cam to appear.
A few minutes later, his face pops up and expands the screen.
"Hey, Cam," I greet, waving.
"Hey, Lei, how are things going?" he asks, waving too.
"It's been insane, but good," I answer. "What about you?"
"Bored," he replies. "Everyone's doing stuff and I'm just sitting here at home doing nothing."
"Aw," I respond.
"Yeah. So, the last time we talked, you guys were planning something. How did that go?" Cam questions.
"It's a really long story. You wanna hear it?" I ask.
"Like I said, I've been doing nothing. I've got all the time in the world. Tell me!" he insists.
And again I repeat the story, this time with Niall's and Madison's side comments. Cameron looks surprisingly interested in all of this and he's not distracted by anything else, just keeps his eyes on me and Niall. When we're finished, he takes a deep breath.
"Damn you guys did a lot," he breathes.
"Yeah. It feels like it's taken us a lot longer than a few days," I admit.
"I'm actually surprised in you, Leila. I've known you to be adventurous but not this brave," he reveals. I react in a playfully offended way.
"Oh, so you're saying you didn't think I would be able to handle something like this?" I challenge.
"Well...not exactly, but-"
I burst out laughing because I'm just joking but he's taking it seriously. I miss his oblivious mind.
"What? Why are you laughing at me?" he pouts.
Rolling my eyes, I answer, "Because you're hilarious when you don't catch on to these things. Honestly, I've been missing that lately."
"You know, I do remember you saying that I could come visit you in LA," Cam recalls. Thinking back, I remember that, too.
"That's right, I did say that, didn't I?" I tell him.
"And this is perfect because I've been bored out of my mind here, anyways," he insists.
"Well, how soon would you like to fly out to here? I start the show again on Monday but this weekend I'm free," I suggest.
"Woah, could you really make that happen?" Cam declares.
"You do remember what we just did, right?" I remind him, hoping he catches on. If he doesn't, I
might scream because I just spent the last 20 minutes reporting the story again.
"Good point," he says.
"I'm on it," Niall announces, pulling out his phone.
"What is he doing?" Cameron asks. I look over at Niall and I see him on the LAX airport webpage.
"He's booking you your flight already," I tell Cameron.
"Damn, you guys are good!" Cam exclaims.
"We know," Niall replies, not looking up from his phone. I snort.
A few minutes later, his flight has been booked and he will be getting on the surprisingly next flight from our hometown to LA, and I'm even more surprised that Niall paid for the flight himself. I'm just hoping this shows Cameron that Niall's a good guy. Just because he didn't get me when he had the chance doesn't mean he should be rude to my boyfriend. Woah, remind you of anyone...then again, Cam's a lot better than Spencer any day.
After all of that, Madison's dinner is ready so we end the video chat and eat. We basically chill in the living room until Madison announces she's tired so she goes to bed. Niall and I snuggle and watch whatever's on TV, but it's not that interesting so I tell Niall I want to go to bed. He agrees and turns off the TV.
I enter the bathroom and study my reflection in the mirror. I still haven't gotten used to the long, blonde hair yet, but it actually looks good. What I'm more focused on are my eyes. My eyes are my best feature I believe I have because they are a unique color. They're supposed to be hazel, but they have a sort of blue rim around the outside, making my eyes seem like a rainbow: brown/red around the pupil, green around that, and just a sliver of dark blue to finish it off. I love my eyes and I wouldn't trade them for anything.
Staring into my eyes, I realize how much I've actually grown up. I'm not the same girl I was a few months ago. The only thing is, do I like myself? Do I like the fact I've grown up? Do I like the change I've made to myself? I look straight into myself and nod. I love who I am.
"Leila, you coming out soon?" Niall calls from behind the closed door.
"Um, yeah, just a few more minutes," I reply. Quickly, I brush my teeth and wash my face, wondering how much time I've spent in here.
"Bathroom's all yours," I tell him as I exit. He walks past me and I head into my bedroom.
I change into my favorite pajamas and take out my contacts, transforming back into the natural me. Lying on my bed, I scroll through social media sites and ignore the hate, reading and rereading the positive comments people have said about me.
Suddenly, my phone is being pried from my hands and I realize Niall's back. He successfully pulls my phone away from me and sets it on the night stand. I sit up and look at him.
"Hey, I was-"
But before I can finish my sentence, Niall's lips connect with mine, the force pushing me back on my bed. He seems hungry for mine, but to be honest, I feel that way, too. Our kiss has turned into full on makeout and his hands are running all over my body, not sure what to hold on to. Mine are tangled in his hair, but I want more than that. I lift up his shirt and attempt to take it off, but I fail and he helps me. He realizes what I've done and returns the gesture, pulling off my shirt, too.
"You're...still...in your...bra..." he pants, feeling the fabric around my breasts. I realize now that he knows I never wear a bra to bed and I usually take it off when I change into my pajamas. I guess I changed a little too fast and forgot I still had it on.
"Yeah...I know..." I breathe. I reach around and unclasp it, letting it slide off of my arms. Niall takes it and chucks it to the floor, immediately grabbing on to my boobs and massaging them. The feeling is amazing and it makes me want even more. My hands run down his beautiful toned abs and I end up by the seam of his pants. I fumble with the button but manage to undo it and I try to slip them off but my arms are too short so I couldn't. Again he assists me and finishes the job, leaving him in just his underwear. His hands travel down to my pajama bottoms and he yanks them down, fully knowing there's no button or zipper to undo, just elastic. I do the rest and take them off, throwing them on the floor, too. He plays around with the rim of my underwear and that's when I realize something. I pull away from the kiss with my hands still tangled in his hair, looking deep into his eyes.
"How far..." I gasp, taking in deep breaths.
"As far...as you...want," he replies.
"I-I'm not ready," I gulp, getting nervous.
"I won't pressure you...into doing anything you don't want to. But I want you to feel happy,
happier than you ever have and I want to make you feel pleasure, make you feel that happiness," he explains.
"Okay," I agree. "Just not all the way."
"Promise," he confirms, and our makeout continues.
My heart resumes beating fast, so loud I think Niall can even hear it. Just having him here makes me happy, but this is something more. His hands continue playing with the hem of my underwear, and then I feel it slowly being pulled down. The anticipation is overwhelming and my muscles tighten up. My underwear is finally off and joined with the other clothes on the floor. Niall moves his head down and presses kisses on my feet, slowly making his way up my legs. The feeling is undescribable, now. The kisses keep coming all the way up, on my stomach, in between my breasts, and back up to my face.
Suddenly, I feel his hands pushing my legs open a little further and his fingers enter inside of me. I let out a loud moan as I realize how good this actually feels. His fingers slowly move around driving me crazy and I'm about to let loose. I don't want this to stop, honestly. I've never felt this way before and I love it so much it literally hurts.
I finally come and his fingers pull out, leaving me breathing heavily. He pulls away from the kiss and lies next to me on the bed, also panting. I never knew you could make someone feel that way before.
After a few minutes, he rolls over to face me. I look over at him and even in the dim light, I can see a sparkle in his eyes.
"Did you enjoy that?" he quietly asks. I nod, blushing hard. He smiles and reaches over me to turn off the lamp, then snuggles underneath the covers. I follow his lead and he cuddles up right next to me, putting his arm around me and holding one of my boobs in his grasp. He was right; he made me feel happier than I've ever been.
WARNING! THERE IS SMUT AT THE END! IF YOU WANT TO SKIP IT, GO AHEAD. I WON'T BE OFFENDED. I FORGOT TO MENTION THAT AT THE END OF THE LAST CHAPTER.
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Leila's P.O.V.
After Mr. Conners' big speech, we are released and Madison drives us back home. I want to call my mom and tell her that I'm not moving back home, no matter how much she wanted me to (she's supportive of me in my decisions, but she has her own opinions, strong ones, I might add). Now that I think about it, I should reconnect with Cameron again. It's been a few days since I last talked to him, but because of everything that just happened, it feels like that was an eternity ago.
Immediately after I enter in the apartment, I lock myself in my bedroom and on my phone calling my mom.
"Hello?" her voice comes through.
"Hi, mom," I greet.
"Leila! Sweetie! How are you?" she asks.
"I'm great! I have good news for you," I begin.
"And what would that be?" she questions.
"I'm staying in LA. We figured it all out and I'm rehired so I'm staying with the cast of Deep Secrets!" I exclaim.
"Honey! That's great news!" my mom declares. "How did that happen?"
"It's a really long story," I say.
"I've got time," she responds and I can tell from her voice that she's smiling a little bit.
For the next 15 minutes, I explain to my mom everything; from Spencer's first move to me getting fired to sneaking into the studio and proving everyone wrong. I have a feeling she might think of me in a different light now.
"Wow, seems like you've had quite an adventure," she finally speaks when I'm finished.
"Yeah, it's been tough but I made it through," I reply.
"I always knew you'd do the right thing," she adds.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"You've always been a determined girl. Whenever something was wrong, you tried every way possible to get it right, even if it took you millions of tries. You know what to do and you end up winning every single time. That's your personality and I knew you would always get to where you want to be," my mom informs.
"Really?"
"Yeah," she confirms. "I was never worried that you wouldn't do your best. You put 110% in everything you do."
"Aw, thanks mom," I gush.
"I'm actually surprised at how well you handled all of this! Although I would have done things a little differently, but you figured it out and you ended up where you wanted to," my mom says.
"I'll always be here for you, darling. I fully support you and if you need me to help with something, I will."
"Thanks," I respond.
"I should probably let you go. Your boyfriend's probably wondering when he'll get you all to himself again!" she jokes.
"Mom," I warn, my cheeks turning red.
"I'm sorry. I won't get into your love life. But if he does anything to hurt you, you better bet your bottom dollar that I won't be there ASAP with your father to teach that boy a lesson."
"Okay, okay!" I giggle.
"I love you. Bye," she ends.
"I love you, too. Bye," I respond, ending the call.
Setting my phone on the night stand, I sit on my bed and look out the window to the now familiar view of LA. It's crazy how so much can happen in a year, and it's insane how much can happen in just a few short months. I thought I knew what I had signed up for. I'm not saying it's been a horrible time, but it's been a bizzare ride so far. I'm not complaining, either, just venting about it. Leaving home a few months back feels like it was forever ago, now that I think about it. I still remember my last day, packing up in my empty bedroom, visiting the beach one more time, Cameron and I kissing...
Oh, my God. Cameron.
As fast as a lightning bolt, I grab my phone and text him, hoping he replies right away. If he's not doing anything right now, I would certainly like to video chat him. I would call him, but I miss seeing his face (if that makes any sense).
And just my luck, he responds quickly and he says he's actually bored right now. Most of his (technically, our) friends are out on vacations or doing something at the moment, so he's just watching TV. Perfect.
I seize my laptop and exit my room to find Madison cooking something up in the kitchen and Niall lying on the couch flipping through the TV channels.
"Hey, she has emerged!" Madison exclaims once she sees me. Niall perks up and watches as I settle myself in the living room, setting up my laptop.
"We were wondering when you'd join us," Niall chuckles. "You were in there for quite some time."
"Sorry, I was talking with my mom," I explain. "You know how mothers are."
"What are you doing?" Niall asks, eyeing me.
"I want to talk to Cameron now," I inform.
"We just talked to him a few days ago."
"I know. He's my best friend from back home, can't I tell him the good news?" I say. Niall smiles and moves over to sit next to me. I get everything loaded up and wait for Cam to appear.
A few minutes later, his face pops up and expands the screen.
"Hey, Cam," I greet, waving.
"Hey, Lei, how are things going?" he asks, waving too.
"It's been insane, but good," I answer. "What about you?"
"Bored," he replies. "Everyone's doing stuff and I'm just sitting here at home doing nothing."
"Aw," I respond.
"Yeah. So, the last time we talked, you guys were planning something. How did that go?" Cam questions.
"It's a really long story. You wanna hear it?" I ask.
"Like I said, I've been doing nothing. I've got all the time in the world. Tell me!" he insists.
And again I repeat the story, this time with Niall's and Madison's side comments. Cameron looks surprisingly interested in all of this and he's not distracted by anything else, just keeps his eyes on me and Niall. When we're finished, he takes a deep breath.
"Damn you guys did a lot," he breathes.
"Yeah. It feels like it's taken us a lot longer than a few days," I admit.
"I'm actually surprised in you, Leila. I've known you to be adventurous but not this brave," he reveals. I react in a playfully offended way.
"Oh, so you're saying you didn't think I would be able to handle something like this?" I challenge.
"Well...not exactly, but-"
I burst out laughing because I'm just joking but he's taking it seriously. I miss his oblivious mind.
"What? Why are you laughing at me?" he pouts.
Rolling my eyes, I answer, "Because you're hilarious when you don't catch on to these things. Honestly, I've been missing that lately."
"You know, I do remember you saying that I could come visit you in LA," Cam recalls. Thinking back, I remember that, too.
"That's right, I did say that, didn't I?" I tell him.
"And this is perfect because I've been bored out of my mind here, anyways," he insists.
"Well, how soon would you like to fly out to here? I start the show again on Monday but this weekend I'm free," I suggest.
"Woah, could you really make that happen?" Cam declares.
"You do remember what we just did, right?" I remind him, hoping he catches on. If he doesn't, I
might scream because I just spent the last 20 minutes reporting the story again.
"Good point," he says.
"I'm on it," Niall announces, pulling out his phone.
"What is he doing?" Cameron asks. I look over at Niall and I see him on the LAX airport webpage.
"He's booking you your flight already," I tell Cameron.
"Damn, you guys are good!" Cam exclaims.
"We know," Niall replies, not looking up from his phone. I snort.
A few minutes later, his flight has been booked and he will be getting on the surprisingly next flight from our hometown to LA, and I'm even more surprised that Niall paid for the flight himself. I'm just hoping this shows Cameron that Niall's a good guy. Just because he didn't get me when he had the chance doesn't mean he should be rude to my boyfriend. Woah, remind you of anyone...then again, Cam's a lot better than Spencer any day.
After all of that, Madison's dinner is ready so we end the video chat and eat. We basically chill in the living room until Madison announces she's tired so she goes to bed. Niall and I snuggle and watch whatever's on TV, but it's not that interesting so I tell Niall I want to go to bed. He agrees and turns off the TV.
I enter the bathroom and study my reflection in the mirror. I still haven't gotten used to the long, blonde hair yet, but it actually looks good. What I'm more focused on are my eyes. My eyes are my best feature I believe I have because they are a unique color. They're supposed to be hazel, but they have a sort of blue rim around the outside, making my eyes seem like a rainbow: brown/red around the pupil, green around that, and just a sliver of dark blue to finish it off. I love my eyes and I wouldn't trade them for anything.
Staring into my eyes, I realize how much I've actually grown up. I'm not the same girl I was a few months ago. The only thing is, do I like myself? Do I like the fact I've grown up? Do I like the change I've made to myself? I look straight into myself and nod. I love who I am.
"Leila, you coming out soon?" Niall calls from behind the closed door.
"Um, yeah, just a few more minutes," I reply. Quickly, I brush my teeth and wash my face, wondering how much time I've spent in here.
"Bathroom's all yours," I tell him as I exit. He walks past me and I head into my bedroom.
I change into my favorite pajamas and take out my contacts, transforming back into the natural me. Lying on my bed, I scroll through social media sites and ignore the hate, reading and rereading the positive comments people have said about me.
Suddenly, my phone is being pried from my hands and I realize Niall's back. He successfully pulls my phone away from me and sets it on the night stand. I sit up and look at him.
"Hey, I was-"
But before I can finish my sentence, Niall's lips connect with mine, the force pushing me back on my bed. He seems hungry for mine, but to be honest, I feel that way, too. Our kiss has turned into full on makeout and his hands are running all over my body, not sure what to hold on to. Mine are tangled in his hair, but I want more than that. I lift up his shirt and attempt to take it off, but I fail and he helps me. He realizes what I've done and returns the gesture, pulling off my shirt, too.
"You're...still...in your...bra..." he pants, feeling the fabric around my breasts. I realize now that he knows I never wear a bra to bed and I usually take it off when I change into my pajamas. I guess I changed a little too fast and forgot I still had it on.
"Yeah...I know..." I breathe. I reach around and unclasp it, letting it slide off of my arms. Niall takes it and chucks it to the floor, immediately grabbing on to my boobs and massaging them. The feeling is amazing and it makes me want even more. My hands run down his beautiful toned abs and I end up by the seam of his pants. I fumble with the button but manage to undo it and I try to slip them off but my arms are too short so I couldn't. Again he assists me and finishes the job, leaving him in just his underwear. His hands travel down to my pajama bottoms and he yanks them down, fully knowing there's no button or zipper to undo, just elastic. I do the rest and take them off, throwing them on the floor, too. He plays around with the rim of my underwear and that's when I realize something. I pull away from the kiss with my hands still tangled in his hair, looking deep into his eyes.
"How far..." I gasp, taking in deep breaths.
"As far...as you...want," he replies.
"I-I'm not ready," I gulp, getting nervous.
"I won't pressure you...into doing anything you don't want to. But I want you to feel happy,
happier than you ever have and I want to make you feel pleasure, make you feel that happiness," he explains.
"Okay," I agree. "Just not all the way."
"Promise," he confirms, and our makeout continues.
My heart resumes beating fast, so loud I think Niall can even hear it. Just having him here makes me happy, but this is something more. His hands continue playing with the hem of my underwear, and then I feel it slowly being pulled down. The anticipation is overwhelming and my muscles tighten up. My underwear is finally off and joined with the other clothes on the floor. Niall moves his head down and presses kisses on my feet, slowly making his way up my legs. The feeling is undescribable, now. The kisses keep coming all the way up, on my stomach, in between my breasts, and back up to my face.
Suddenly, I feel his hands pushing my legs open a little further and his fingers enter inside of me. I let out a loud moan as I realize how good this actually feels. His fingers slowly move around driving me crazy and I'm about to let loose. I don't want this to stop, honestly. I've never felt this way before and I love it so much it literally hurts.
I finally come and his fingers pull out, leaving me breathing heavily. He pulls away from the kiss and lies next to me on the bed, also panting. I never knew you could make someone feel that way before.
After a few minutes, he rolls over to face me. I look over at him and even in the dim light, I can see a sparkle in his eyes.
"Did you enjoy that?" he quietly asks. I nod, blushing hard. He smiles and reaches over me to turn off the lamp, then snuggles underneath the covers. I follow his lead and he cuddles up right next to me, putting his arm around me and holding one of my boobs in his grasp. He was right; he made me feel happier than I've ever been.
Notes
Hey guys! Only 2 more chapters left! Seems just like yesterday it was Christmas Break and I was prewriting the first 10 chapters.Hope you've enjoyed this story so far!
Rachel :)
Make a Sequel please.
9/13/14