It has been two months. Can you believe it? Two months, since the very night December realized Isaac loved her. Yet, why is it, today, they aren't together? What could of happened? Nothing, of course.
Isaac, as well as Zac and Taylor are recording. They'll be gone for three months. Can you believe it? It's scary, December and Davey are both going through withdrawal. I'm use to it...shouldn't I be? It's the whole loving a rock-star package. Take it or leave it. Have your pick? Take it!
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She looked up at me, she was writing. December was scribbling something in a notebook, but she took a few moments to look up at me. "Did he say if he was going to call?" she asked me. I saw that coming.
"Dee, don't worry about it. He's going to call, probably around one."
"At night!" She gasped, rolling her eyes. She yawned, and I took that as a sign of disapproval. I laughed at her, and closed my lap top. "That's crazy." She told me. Sammy and Davey both stifled a laugh, and I knew they found it funny as well that December was freaking out. God, like she can't spent three months without holding Ike in her arms every minute. Hey hey, don't get me wrong, I sure do miss being able to wake up with Taylor in my arms...but still. I get to hear his voice, late at night, and it's mighty good. Shh.. don't tell no one that I told you that.
"Why don't you call him then? Taylor's pager is probably on?" Davey suggested. Hmmm, not a bad idea.
"No." I said, being struck with an idea. I saw Sammy look up at me, she was reading a magazine, the horoscope section. "How about we play alittle game on them?" I spoke matter-a-factly.
"What type of game?" Sam questioned, arching a soft eyebrow at me. Her soft brown eyes shimmered at me with laughter, and I knew she up for it.
"Not a game,...more like a strip tease."
"What?" Davey shrieked, then silencing herself as December raised a hand at her.
"Will you be quiet? Dude, your wicked loud."
"Sorry." Davey apologized, glaring back at December. It's nearly mid- night, way past Dave's bed-time, so she's extra tired tonight. Crabby as well. Oh well?
"Anyway!" Sammy giggled, "Fill me in on this.. strip tease?"
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Zac sighed, groaning at the fact that Isaac messed up another verse. "Dude, you keep screwing up."
"I'm sorry. I can't help it."
"Then let's take a break. If you keep screwing up, your wasting tape." Taylor told the both of them, getting aggravated at both his brothers for not wanting to be there. "This way you can call Dee." he smirked, giving his older brother a devilish smile, knowing that that was Ike's problem. He was missing December too much. Us girls were about 200 miles away, and a hotel with an empty bed was satifising to neither of the boys.
"Alright." Both his brothers agreed, Zac being the first to drop his head-phones and rush out of the studio.
"Clear the way, Zac-the-bulldozer is coming on through." Taylor joked, giving Isaac a clear warning, right after being knocked into by Zac. He laughed, and reached for a bottle of water.
"Your really straining, aren't you?" Isaac asked, looking carefully over his brother. "Your going to high on the notes, you know that, right?"
"Yes, I know. I'm working on that." Taylor said, gulping on the water. It was gone within moments, and recapped and trashed seconds afterward. "You can use my cell phone to call Dee, if you want. You can use Mandy's other line." He knew that Sam, Dee and Dave were all at my house, spending the night. He knew I was trying to get the girls back on track, to forget the boys for a few hours.
"They aren't there, don't bother calling." Zac called, walking back into the studio, holding Taylor's black cell phone up to his ear.
"They aren't there?" Isaac asked.
"Try the second number." Taylor suggested.
"Nope. Answering machine on both." Zac replied, plopping down on a leather seat in the studio. Taylor pondered, wondering where we could all be.
"Did you leave a message?" Isaac questioned, holding his hand out for the cell phone. Zac rolled his eyes and handed it to his brother.
"Two, actually."
"Where could they be?" Ike wondered, aloud. Zac shrugged, as Taylor left the studio and went to find his pager.
"Do you think they went to a party, or a club?"
"What club in Tulsa is awake at one o'clock at night?" Isaac questioned, knowing from mere experience that all the clubs in Tulsa close early. If they were going out of town to go clubbing, one of the girls would of ran it through the boys.
"She paged me with 143, and 00 at midnight." Taylor said, walking back in the room, holding his dark blue pager.
"Why 00?" Zac asked. What the boys didn't know, was 00 is my code for soon. Coming soon, you know? But, being the boys.. they won't figure it out.
"I'm not really sure. Did you try calling again?"
"Yes, answering machine, again." Ike replied, huffing with exhausting and confusion. He was not about to get worked up about the girls. "They could just be sleeping?"
"No, Davey would go crazy if I didn't call her by one. She'd stay awake until I call."
"I don't know, we'll call them in the morning. Let's go back to the hotel and get some sleep. It's all we can do for now." Taylor said, keeping calm about the whole situation as he reached for his jacketed. 00, he thought to himself, Soon? What the hell does that mean? Why would she page me with 00? Soon? What is going on?
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Four hours later, around five in the morning, I slowly unlocked Taylor's hotel room. I crept carefully inside, allowing my eyes to quickly adjust to the darkness. There was a restaurant across the street, so the darkness wasn't as dark as I would of preferred. The flashing sign left a pink slash of light across Taylor's lips and chin. I held my breath, trying to hold back my attraction to him. To his mouth, hmm. I've always loved his mouth. And his hands, I love his hands. And his jaw-bone...oh wow. Have you looked at his face? While all around ignoring his eyes and everything else physically perfect. His eyebrows...uh.. but that's a different story. One that I'm not about to get into. Sorry, thats for me to know!
I slipped off my shoes, slowly peeled my jacket off and silently dropped it to the floor. I kept my gaze fixed on Taylor's eyes and mouth, making sure he was sleeping. If he woke up, I would be able to tell. How? His mouth would twitch in the corners, 'cz he's a bad sneak. When he doesn't try. He'll try to pretend he was sleeping, I know he can see my face, my body, everything about me, in the dim store lights. He might even be turned on for the slightest moment, before turning on the light and insisting on finding out what I'm doing here. Please, just sleep, I prayed as I unbuckled my jeans and pulled my shirt off, revealing my tight tank-top that had a present across the chest saying 'Don't open until Christmas'.
"Alright, baby." I whispered, preparing myself for waking him with some kind of arousal. My anxiousness grew as I stood over his bedside and went ridged trying to take my bra off. I'm going to scare him alittle. I carefully made sure I threw it where my jacket and shirt was, as I peeled his thin sheets down. He didn't move, good sign. Holding my breath, I climbed into bed with him, and brought his limp arm onto my stomach, his hands on my unbuttoned, and now slightly lowered pants. I rested my head on the pillow and gazed at him for a few minutes, just loving him with my eyes. Then, slowly, I pushed his hair away from his face, and kissed his lips roughly, before placing my head quickly back down on the pillow. He stirred, just like I wanted him too. His eyelids fluttered, and I quickly closed my eyes, bearly cracking them so I could see his face. He yawned, and lifted his head, ultimately shocked with his discovery.
"Amanda?" he whispered, gazing over me. He saw where his hand was, where I was, and he was washed over in confusion.
"Hey baby, finally awake?" I asked him, pretending like I had been there for a life time. I fought the urge to smile at him. His eyes were glistening with a misguided thought that I couldn't read.
"What are you doing here? How long, how did you get here?" He asked me, flooding with questions. I put my arms around his neck and brought him down on top of me.
"No questions right now." I said, before pressing my mouth to his.
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Zac felt scared, who was in his hotel room? Was it some freaky fan, who was probably standing there naked? What was going on? Not moving, he kept his eyes on the girl, if it was a girl, praying no harm would come to him.
She walked toward his bed, slowly peeling off layers of clothing. She was left with an over sized black tee shirt...his tee shirt. Davey! She swayed her hips as she finally stepped against the bed and reached for his face. "You knew I was here, didn't you?"
"Pretend I don't know." He told her, grabbing her by the waste and pulling her down onto the bed. She giggled, and fought to keep herself mildly covered. "How did you get here? Did you miss me?"
"Hmm," she pondered, "I didn't miss all of you," she laughed, finding herself in his lap. "I just figured I'd catch up for lost time."
"And you came two hundred miles to do that?" He asked, his hand running up her bare thigh, his fingertips leaving a trail of tingles as they inched upward.
"Maybe." she smiled, brushing her lips over his and then swiftly diverting her path. "Now, getting back to that catching up part." she planted a trail of sweet kisses along his face.
"You do know I love you, right?" he questioned, feeling her tongue poke at his lips. She sighed against him, wrapping her arms around his neck and he picked her into his arms and planted her on her back.
"Show me." She teased him, raising her arms above her head for him.
"I do love you." he whispered, as he kissed along her collarbone. She sighed and brushed her fingers over his cheek, gazing at him in anticipation.
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"How did you know I was coming?" December asked, sitting in bed with Isaac. She had tried to sneak up on him, but it didn't work. She knew she couldn't take the same approach as Davey or Mandy, 'cz they've had a connection with Zac and Tay that she was yet to of experience with Isaac.
"Taylor mentioned something about getting a page, that's all." Ike looked directly into December's eyes, unsure of what he was feeling for her. "I'm actually surprised you wanted to come."
"Why would I not?" she asked.
"If you keep quiet, you'll hear both Mandy and Tay sigh at exactly the same time." They paused, and Ike was proven right. But Amanda's sigh was more provoked then Taylor's was. His was muffled. Dee gasped, giggling at how Isaac could of known that.
"Lucky guess." she accused, wishing could have exactly what Amanda had at that very moment. But, did Isaac love her enough to hold her in such a way? She really didn't know.
"Maybe so, but...Zac is going to sigh right before Davey tells him to stop," so they both pauses, bearly breathing to prove Isaac's point. Within seconds, Zac let out an excited sigh, right before Davey told him, in a passionate voice to stop, "Now she's going to sigh," and she did. "I'm sorry, but I find it sad that I know that."
"How many times have you heard that?" December asked him, scooting closer to him. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and snuggled her close.
"No comment." He told her, before planting a trail of kisses from her ear to her lips and back. She sighed, and pressed herself against him. Maybe this was it?
if only....you could chose!?!
