Redrum

Tristan's POV

leaving the shop and asking if there is anything in particular that they want to see they shake their heads saying theyll do whatever. i take them to cafe du monde and let them enjoy the famous snacks of new orleans. they all enjoy and sit and talk for a while, myself not really paying much attention to what they are saying, just trying to figure out what we could be doing. i decide to take them to the flea market which always has great stuff, just to kill time. after spending over an hour there and all of them buying a few things for their families we decide to get dinner.

this is how the week has been getting to know them on there time off from tour for a week. spending time walking around to the famous parts of town and even the not so well known parts which they seemed to enjoy. knowing just how much this town has to offer we decided that since tonight is their last night we would go to saints and sinners, a bar on bourban street. not having a problem at all getting them in since everyone knows who they are. we walk in and head to the vip section and order rounds of shots and drinks. spending the evening getting tipsy and dancing and hanging out i feel more care free about this town than i have in years. this is the most alive ive been. all night harry and i have been shooting glances at each other i know he feels the same connection as i do. how can he not. after about 4 hours in the bar we decide its time to head back as they are getting a little too tipsy.

after we arrive back at the boys hotel i tell the boys each a good bye and give them hugs saving harry for last. wrapping my arms around his neck and his around my waist i can feel him lean down to my ear. "I dont think it safe or proper on my part to let you walk home in the middle of the night through the middle of new orleans by yourself." he says and i feel myself flush and wonder if the rest of the boys heard. i nod accepting his offer and begin to turn down the hall i hear louis yell "hey haz remember it'll be sweeter if you wrap your peter!" after hearing the outburst i stop dead in my tracks and turn to louis who has a goofy grin on his face and i know i should be embarrassed but i cant help but bust out laughing. turning to look at harry is also laughing i nudge his ribs and say "yeah mon cher, wrap it before you tap it." making everyone almost fall over laughing.

arriving back at my house and walking up to the porch I go to open the front door and he grabs my arm and spins me around to face him and i see a smirk on his face and his hands go to the back of my neck pulling my face closer and crashing his lips onto mine. immediately making me respond and moving my hands to the back of his neck and his hands going onto my waist. He pins me to the wall and I feel him begin to harden against my hips. He quickly grips my thighs pulling me up to wrap my legs around his waist. I begin to blindly reach for the doorknob in an effort to move inside, this is a talkative neighborhood after all. Once I finally coax him to move into my bedroom, I rip his shirt over his head and push him down on my bed. His eyes widen at my aggressiveness. I smile and say "I am not sure about you, but to me this is le coup de foudre,babae." i crawl up towards him and plant a kiss on his lips and leave a trail of kisses down to the waist band of his pants, while unbuckling and unzipping his pants.

he leans up to pull my shirt over my head, and pulls me closer as he starts to kiss and bite my breasts through the dark red lace of my bra. his hand dips underneath my jeans "mmm youre so wet. so ready for me." he says against my neck. I grab his length and we move up and down in sync with each other. I grab both of his hands and lower him back to the bed. I pull off his pants and begin to stroke him while slowly taking him into my mouth. he groans as i take him in further, and breath hitches with every flick of my tongue. As he breathes harder i pull back and whisper "not yet mon cher." he grabs hold of my hips and flips me face down on the bed, and pulls off my pants. i hear the foil of the packet rip before he pulls my hips towards him and teasingly rubs his length against me before pushing deep inside me. he begins to thrust in and out while pulling my hair back to make my back perfectly arch. i feel myself moving closer towards the edge and he pulls quickly and i can hear the smile in his voice as he says "not yet ma cherie"

he reaches around and takes hold of my breast pinching and twisting my nipple while kissing my neck. i turn to face him and push him down to climb on top. i grab the head board to steady myself and begin a slow and torturous pace. he grabs my hips thrusts himself deeper speeding up to his own pace. i cant help but think 'he cant take his eyes off me' i can see his brows start to furrow as he aggressively flips me onto my back. he roughly thrusts inside deeper and deeper each time. his pace gets faster and we both come undone and he collapses onto my chest. he leans up smiling at me and kisses my forehead before rolling onto his side and closing his eyes. as his chest rises and falls in a steady rythym i know hes fallen asleep. i reach my hand up a stroke his cheek whispering "je'taime mon cher"

i slowly open my eyes and everything comes back from last night. i cant help but have the biggest smile on my face replaying everything that happened. my arm reaches across the bed and i feel nothing but cold sheets. i sit up quickly and get out of the bed throwing a shirt and joggers on and walking to the bathroom to see if he is in there. Nothing. then check the kitchen. Nothing. then the living room.Nothing. Panic starts to set in realizing he is gone. i run to my phone to call him but he doesnt answer. i decide to text him - hey where did you go?- and wait for a reply.

after about 10 minutes i get a reply. - at the airport. were off to our next stop.- he says. my mouth drops realizing he left and didnt say goodbye. -why did you leave and not say bye or anything?-
H-sorry, i needed to get on the road.-
T-ok. well when are you coming back-
H-oh well, im not sure when we'll be in new orleans again. if we plan any appearances or anything there ill give you a call.-
T-what do you mean you'll give me a call? youre not coming back to see me?- at this point my face is getting red and im becoming upset by his tone.
H-i had a great time with you but thought you understood im on a tour and dont have the time to be in a relationship right now.-
T-but we had a connection, i know we did. you want to be with me i know you do. we can make this work. i can come on tour with you.- at this point in time im angry and my blood is boiling. i wait and wait for a reply but one never comes. i dont know how long ive sat here staring at my phone and trying to process that he used me to get what he wanted. this is not ok.

Notes

le coupe de foudre means love at first sight.
mon cher means my dear same as mon cherie
je'taime means i love you