Chapter 8

Austin's POV
Alan gathered his things and left. When the door closed behind him I leaned against it.

I kissed Alan.

Alan kissed back.

That was the only thing my brain could process at the moment. I touched my lips. I could still feel the ghostly feeling of his lips on mine.

A smile spread across my face and it wouldn't leave. I picked up my phone and called Vic.

"Hello?" He said answering the phone.
"I kissed Alan." Was all I said. I was smiling to myself.
"What?!" Vic exclaimed through the phone.
"And he kissed back."
"Finally."
"Vic it was... It's indescribable. But he's with James." I said and my smiles left.
"Did he mention him when you kissed?" Vic asked.

"Yea after we kissed be said something about him and James may be going through a rough patch and he may be questioning everything but he still like had to give him a chance or something."
"Austin give him time. I can already see it now."
"Thanks Vic."
"Anytime. I've got to go, I'll talk to you later."
"Okay bye." I said and hung up the phone.

After laying the phone on the coffee table I laid back on the couch. I brought my fingers up to my lips, The feeling of Alan's lips still lingered. I smiled to myself and replayed what happened over and over in my head.

Alan's POV
I ran all the way to Kellin's house. I didn't stop. The only thing running through my mind.

Austin kissed me.

I kissed back.

I reached Kellin's door finally and knocked frantically.
"Hold on I'm coming!" I heard him yell. I just kept on knocking. "Hold on a fucking minute." I heard then the door opened.

I pushed past him and leaned against the wall. A smile plastered on my face. "Alan why are you smiling and covered in what looks to be cake frosting?" Kellin said looking at me curiously.
"Austin kissed me."

Kellin pulled me to the couch and demanded to hear every detail. I retold the events from earlier to him. He smiled and giggled like a school girl.
"But I have James." I said as I ended my tale. Reality set in and the smile disappeared.

"Alan see reason. Austin is the guy for you. I haven't seen you this happy in years and it's just over a simple kiss."
"Kellin, I can't."
"You'll regret it if you don't."
"Then I'll have to regret it I guess." I said and sighed.

Kellin looked at me sadly and shook his head.
"Can I shower and change here? I don't want to have to explain to James why I'm covered in frosting." Kellin just nodded his head and I headed up the stairs.

After showering and putting on a fresh set of clothes I sat with my back against the headboard of the bed. I let the smile creep back onto my lips and sighed. Kellin was right I hadn't felt this happy in a while and it was just over a kiss. Was it just the Kia in general or was it that fact the Austin himself kissed me. My phone buzzed. Speak of the devil.

Austin: Heyy
Me: I never got a piece of cake ya know  :(
Austin: well I got something sweeter than cake ;)

I laughed and enjoyed a short conversation with him before deleting the messages. A smile genuine smile I thought would never make its way to my face again did and it did because of Austin himself. Wow I got off track I shouldn't think that way. I shook my head and cleared the thoughts away. I gathered my stuff and said my goodbyes to Kellin, leaving to go home, where James was waiting.

I got to the door and went in. James was sitting on the couch.
"Hey baby." He said when he noticed me. He patted the empty seat beside him and I made my way over.
"How was your day?" He said placing a kiss on the side of my head.
"I-it was g-good." I stuttered. Flashbacks of the kiss played in my mind and I pushed them away. Focusing on James.

"Are you okay?"
I nodded.
"You sure?" He asked and turned me so I was facing him.
"Yea. I'm just... Stressed?" It came out more like a question then I wanted it to.

"Let me help you unwind then."
He attached his lips to mine and I immediately wanted to pull away, But didn't. This was nothing like the kiss I shared with Austin. I was wrong for kissing Austin. Kissing Austin and kissing James were two completely different things. Nonetheless I still kissed back, trying to find that spark I once felt.

He moved from my lips to my neck and sucked gently. Before I had the chance to stop him from leaving a mark it was already done.
"Now everyone can know your mine." He said and moved his hands down my shirt, grabbing the ends and pulling it over my head.

He laid me back on the couch and started to take off my jeans.
"James I'm not, I don't really want to do this right now." I said quietly.
"Alan baby please. It'll only take a few minutes. I really need this."
"James I-"
"I can always get it from somewhere else." He said under his breathe and so quietly it was a miracle I even heard him.

"I want to be the one to make you feel good." I heard myself saying and pulling him close to me and kissing him hungrily. 
"That's what I like to hear." He said with a smile plastered across his face. He palmed me through my jeans and I tried to hold back a moan, but that didn't work.

He picked me up from the couch and turned me around laying me over the arm of the couch. I heard the sound of his belt buckle. He pulled my pants down along with my underwear. I then heard the familiar sounds of a lid opening, sooner rather than later I felt the tip of his finger enter me, then another, until finally the third one was in. He reached around and jerked my member a few times. He removed his fingers and massaged my hips lightly, before gripping them and pulling me back on him.

I moaned as he hit that one spot. He gripped my hips tightly, tighter than i wanted.
"J-James that h-hurts." I managed to say, even tho I punctuated my sentence with a moan.
"I'm sorry babe." He said and squeezed tightly once more before loosening his grip. He moved into me fast and harder.
He stilled inside me and I felt his release, he let out a long groan as he rode out his high.

He pulled out and pulled his pants back up. Was he really going to leave me here. "James please." I begged.
He glanced down at me and smiled. "Of course baby." He turned me until I was sitting upright on the arm of the couch. He connected our lips and stroked my member. I let out a moan and he smiled as he moved his hand faster. He ran his thumb over my tip and I let go. I pulled him to me and wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him into a kiss that was supposed to be passionate but was anything but.

I pulled back and James smiled at me. He grabbed my shirt from the floor and cleaned up the mess I made. "That was great." He whispered in my ear and kissed me once again before moving away and going to the kitchen.

I made my way to the bathroom and looked at my self in the full length mirror. My face was flushed red and my hair was everywhere. Even though I got my release earlier I still felt used. My eyes were glassy as if I was going to cry. There were faint bruises on my hips from his grip and hickeys along my neck. The longer I stared at my reflection the more it upset me. My eyes trailed to the bruise on my side. It was still a light bluish green color. My hands trailed over my body and I started to think about every time James had hurt me.

The faint scar on the outside of my elbow where I was thrown into the coffee table and a piece of glass lodged itself there. My fingers ran across my lip. It had been busted on numerous occasions. My cheek and jaw had probably seen more bruised days than they had any other. You could still feel the slight disfigurement in my arm where it had been broke. As I looked I remembered the bruises and cuts that had been placed on me in the past.

I tried to push those thoughts away but I couldn't seem to. I tried to think of the good memories I had of James. The first time he talked to me, our first date, the first time he told me he loved me, the first time we made 'love'. That made me laugh. Why I don't know. I looked at myself in the mirror, silent tears streaming down my face and laughs pouring from my slightly open mouth. I was crazy. That made me laugh even more. I was definitely crazy.

With once last look i turned the shower on and stepped in. I don't know if it was the fact I couldn't be heard over the water raining down on me or if I had just finally decided to break but my shoulders shook violently as the tears and sobs escaped freely. I lowered my self to the tub floor and pulled my knees to my chest. I don't remember when I lost myself but I had.