Categories > Original > Romance > I Won't Forget You - CC Deville's Story
CC gets ready for the big audition, but his mind stays locked on Jenna.
-1TrainWreck
CHAPTER IV: CC Deville
The incessant beeping of my alarm clock woke me up with a start. Bleary-eyed, I turned and flipped the off switch on. The clock said it was nine in the morning, but it felt so much earlier. I longed to stay in bed for the rest of the day with my girl by my side. But of course, that wasn't possible. I had an audition to go to today. As a matter of fact, it started in only three hours.
Ever so gently, I stroked my girl's cheek in an attempt to wake her up. She groaned, shifted slightly, and wrapped her arms around my chest even tighter. I leaned down closer to her and brushed my lips against her neck and whispered, "Sweetheart? I've gotta get up now. I've got that audition today, remember?"
She opened one eye and peered up at me sleepily, "Oh yes, I remember now. Are you sure you have to get up right now though?" She leaned forward and pressed her lips gently at the base of my throat. I groaned. It was so tempting to skip the interview and lounge around all day. But I didn't have a choice really, if I didn't become part of Poison, I wouldn't have a career.
I gently pried her arms away from my chest, "Yeah, I really have to get up now. My audition starts in less than three hours. You can stay here though, sweetie. I'll only be an hour or so before I'm back." She nodded and me and shut her eyes once more. I slid out of the bed and walked over to the bathroom door. I paused with my hand on the doorknob and peered over at my little girl. Her long hair was spread out on the pillow and she was smiling slightly in her sleep.
I could help but smile as I stepped in the bathroom and shut the door behind me with a quiet click. I turned the hot water on in the shower and stepped in. As I let the warm water flow over my body, I couldn't help but let my thoughts drift back to last night. I had never had sex like that before. It was so much more passionate than with any of my past girlfriends. This girl was different. It was as if she had been destined to be my soul mate. Whenever I thought of her, it was as if little fireworks erupted throughout my body. I hadn't really ever considered marriage before. Truthfully, I had thought that I would never marry. Marriage always involved arguments and it always meant giving up part of your life for another person. But now, I was willing to give up my life for this girl. I would do anything to please her and make her happy. I wanted her to be mine forever.
I turned off the water in the shower and wrapped myself in a towel. After stepping out of the shower, I peered into the mirror and contemplated my reflection. My long blonde hair fell into my eyes in long strands, my pale skin was slightly pink from the heat of the shower, and my eyes were a natural sky-blue shade. I looked okay, but I had a long ways to go before I would be presentable for the audition. Quickly, I ran the towel over my body to dry off before pulling on a black tank top and matching black pants.
I plugged in a blow drier and started the tedious process of drying my bleach-blonde locks. It always seemed to take a millennium to dry my hair. Probably because it was thick, but again, it could also be because I was impatient and hated waiting. I tapped my foot impatiently as the water slowly evaporated from my hair. Taking a comb from the hotel counter, I parted my hair and tucked part of it behind my ear and left the other part to flop in my face.
Now it was time for the makeup I always wore to auditions. After opening a bottle of almost-white colored foundation and rubbing it around in my hands, I plastered it all over my face until I was ghostly white. I took an eyeliner pencil from the drawer and drew neat, even rings around both eyes. It made a good contrast from the white face makeup.
To soften the look down just a tad, I wiped some light pink blush on the corners of my cheeks and added some lip gloss to my mouth. After those final touches, I stepped back from the mirror to observe. I didn't look half bad. I would only have to hope that the members from Poison approved of this kind of look.
I yanked the doorknob to the bathroom back open and stepped out into the bedroom. My little angel was now sitting up in bed and staring dreamily out the window. She turned to stare at me as I approached her bed. For the first time in years, I felt rather self conscious. Normally, I didn't care what people thought of me. Today was different though; this girl's opinion of me matter more than anything at the moment. Shyly, I sat down on the corner of the bed, "Morning, honey."
She yawned and snuggled over to where I was sitting and gazed up at me with admiring eyes, "My, don't you look good this morning. Do you always get so dressed up?" I let out a sigh of relief; she approved of my appearance.
"Not usually," I laughed, pulling her against me. In the process, the sheet she had been holding against her chest slipped out of her grasp. I looked over at her naked chest and felt a strong craving in my body. Impulsively, I leaned over her and licked the area around each of her nipples gently. She giggled softly and slid her mouth up and down my neck.
I broke away from her before we could get too involved, "Why don't you go get dressed so we can have some breakfast? I'm famished." She jumped nimbly down from the bed, "Alright, I'll meet you down in the hotel lobby in a little bit." I watched her enter the bathroom and shut the door behind her. I couldn't keep my eyes off her; she was so damn gorgeous. Little did I know that this day would soon become nothing more than a dream - nothing more than a fantasy.
The incessant beeping of my alarm clock woke me up with a start. Bleary-eyed, I turned and flipped the off switch on. The clock said it was nine in the morning, but it felt so much earlier. I longed to stay in bed for the rest of the day with my girl by my side. But of course, that wasn't possible. I had an audition to go to today. As a matter of fact, it started in only three hours.
Ever so gently, I stroked my girl's cheek in an attempt to wake her up. She groaned, shifted slightly, and wrapped her arms around my chest even tighter. I leaned down closer to her and brushed my lips against her neck and whispered, "Sweetheart? I've gotta get up now. I've got that audition today, remember?"
She opened one eye and peered up at me sleepily, "Oh yes, I remember now. Are you sure you have to get up right now though?" She leaned forward and pressed her lips gently at the base of my throat. I groaned. It was so tempting to skip the interview and lounge around all day. But I didn't have a choice really, if I didn't become part of Poison, I wouldn't have a career.
I gently pried her arms away from my chest, "Yeah, I really have to get up now. My audition starts in less than three hours. You can stay here though, sweetie. I'll only be an hour or so before I'm back." She nodded and me and shut her eyes once more. I slid out of the bed and walked over to the bathroom door. I paused with my hand on the doorknob and peered over at my little girl. Her long hair was spread out on the pillow and she was smiling slightly in her sleep.
I could help but smile as I stepped in the bathroom and shut the door behind me with a quiet click. I turned the hot water on in the shower and stepped in. As I let the warm water flow over my body, I couldn't help but let my thoughts drift back to last night. I had never had sex like that before. It was so much more passionate than with any of my past girlfriends. This girl was different. It was as if she had been destined to be my soul mate. Whenever I thought of her, it was as if little fireworks erupted throughout my body. I hadn't really ever considered marriage before. Truthfully, I had thought that I would never marry. Marriage always involved arguments and it always meant giving up part of your life for another person. But now, I was willing to give up my life for this girl. I would do anything to please her and make her happy. I wanted her to be mine forever.
I turned off the water in the shower and wrapped myself in a towel. After stepping out of the shower, I peered into the mirror and contemplated my reflection. My long blonde hair fell into my eyes in long strands, my pale skin was slightly pink from the heat of the shower, and my eyes were a natural sky-blue shade. I looked okay, but I had a long ways to go before I would be presentable for the audition. Quickly, I ran the towel over my body to dry off before pulling on a black tank top and matching black pants.
I plugged in a blow drier and started the tedious process of drying my bleach-blonde locks. It always seemed to take a millennium to dry my hair. Probably because it was thick, but again, it could also be because I was impatient and hated waiting. I tapped my foot impatiently as the water slowly evaporated from my hair. Taking a comb from the hotel counter, I parted my hair and tucked part of it behind my ear and left the other part to flop in my face.
Now it was time for the makeup I always wore to auditions. After opening a bottle of almost-white colored foundation and rubbing it around in my hands, I plastered it all over my face until I was ghostly white. I took an eyeliner pencil from the drawer and drew neat, even rings around both eyes. It made a good contrast from the white face makeup.
To soften the look down just a tad, I wiped some light pink blush on the corners of my cheeks and added some lip gloss to my mouth. After those final touches, I stepped back from the mirror to observe. I didn't look half bad. I would only have to hope that the members from Poison approved of this kind of look.
I yanked the doorknob to the bathroom back open and stepped out into the bedroom. My little angel was now sitting up in bed and staring dreamily out the window. She turned to stare at me as I approached her bed. For the first time in years, I felt rather self conscious. Normally, I didn't care what people thought of me. Today was different though; this girl's opinion of me matter more than anything at the moment. Shyly, I sat down on the corner of the bed, "Morning, honey."
She yawned and snuggled over to where I was sitting and gazed up at me with admiring eyes, "My, don't you look good this morning. Do you always get so dressed up?" I let out a sigh of relief; she approved of my appearance.
"Not usually," I laughed, pulling her against me. In the process, the sheet she had been holding against her chest slipped out of her grasp. I looked over at her naked chest and felt a strong craving in my body. Impulsively, I leaned over her and licked the area around each of her nipples gently. She giggled softly and slid her mouth up and down my neck.
I broke away from her before we could get too involved, "Why don't you go get dressed so we can have some breakfast? I'm famished." She jumped nimbly down from the bed, "Alright, I'll meet you down in the hotel lobby in a little bit." I watched her enter the bathroom and shut the door behind her. I couldn't keep my eyes off her; she was so damn gorgeous. Little did I know that this day would soon become nothing more than a dream - nothing more than a fantasy.
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