So It Goes

The boys had finally started recording their new album. This brought us into a new routine. Noah would wake me up in the mornings before he left with the boys, we'd spend a few minutes together before he left me alone in one of our beds. I'd have the house to myself all day until seven at night when the boys came through the door. Noah and I spent our evenings just as we always have, it was a peaceful bliss to live in while I ignored the texts being sent to my phone in a much faster succession.

The texts were now desperate attempts to grab my attention. I hadn't been out of the house in days, leaving the perpetrator nothing.

"Alex, it's time for me to leave" I awoke to Noah's voice whispering through the half dark room.

"Nooo" I protested as I rolled to my side in the Noah's bed. "Don't leave me" I begged pitifully.

"I have to, Baby," Noah's hand rubbed my back lovingly before sliding down and popping my ass quickly. "I'll be back before you know it." He bargained.

"Just one day off please?" I went on, finally opening my eyes to see Noah sitting on the side of the bed peering down at me.

"That's tomorrow, baby" he stated. "I promise tomorrow it's just me and you okay?"

"Fine" I groaned as I pulled myself to sit up next to Noah. He wrapped an arm around me and tugged me into him, pressing a kiss into the side of my forehead as he did so.

"I love you, I'll be back soon okay?" Noah murmured, still holding me close to him. I love the feeling of being in his arms. I feel warm, I feel safe. I hate that he has to leave, more so how long he's gone for these days. I can't say anything about it though. I've done enough to interfere with his career so far; I can't let my feelings get in the way again.

"Love you too, I'll see you when you get back," I said softly, waiting for him to pull away from me.

I knew all too well that he would not be home soon, they were currently working ten hours a day in the recording studio. I didn't dare complain out of fear of making him feel guilty for doing what he loves. Nonetheless it still took its toll on me, Being home alone so much with nothing to do and no job to speak of was slowly leading me into a depressive state. With all my free time the house stays spotless, that is until the boys come home and wreck it easily, but only till morning when it gets cleaned all over again.

Craning my neck to see the clock in the kitchen from where I stood at the sink washing dishes, the clock read 6:45. The boys would be home any minute now, I quickly hurried to finish washing and drying the dishes from the sink before heading up stairs to wait for Noah. In all my boredom over the past few days I decided to surprise Noah when he arrived home tonight.

Once back in my room I quickly stripped down before grabbing the lacy set I had laid out on my bed. After slipping into the lace I padded my way to Noah's room where I perched myself on my knees in the center of his bed.Time ticked by, seconds turned to minutes before my impatience got the best of me and I leaned forward to check my phone that I set on the bedside table. 7:20. This is unusual, the boys had made a solid habit of walking through the door between 7:00 and 7:05. Unlocking my phone I pulled up Noah's text thread, maybe I had missed a text. Nothing, I felt my stomach twist. As I read over the last text he sent around noon a new text popped up at the top of the screen. I quickly clicked on it.

Looking beautiful in lace.

My stomach twisted again as my head snapped up to see the window in front of me, barely a gap in the curtains, still I leapt to close them even more before rushing back to my room as my phone went off again.

Don't be like that.

I was hoping for a show.

I read the two new texts before covering myself in the clothes I had on before. When the fuck was Noah going to get here? I felt sick as I sat on the floor trying to avoid prying eyes. I felt jittery as I sat on the carpeted floor with my knees pulled to my chest. My phone sat on the floor next to me, screen dark with no new incoming texts. The time continued to tick by as the house sat still in silence causing my anxiety to hit an all time high as I struggled to calm myself. Any minute now, they'd be home, any minute. I felt my heart leap out of my chest when I heard the deadbolt on the front door get thrown from its locked position. I quickly scrambled from my seated position and bolted from the room, taking the stairs as fast as I could. I ran into Noah who stood at the bottom of the stairs, one foot on the first step. I flung myself into his grasp, wrapping my arms around his neck as I felt tears prick at my eyes.

"What is going on?" I heard Noah's startled voice as I clung to him. "Alex, what's wrong?" He wrapped me in his arms. I was out of breath as I stood there after running through the house, holding in my tears, I couldn't even attempt to speak. I felt eyes on me as I held onto Noah tightly, I felt him trying to pull back to look at me as he questioned me but I kept my grip firm. "Alex, you got to talk to me, baby" his voice was softer now as he began to realize the gravity of my situation. I felt his arms shift around me before my feet came off the ground and we began ascending the stairs. "Alex, what's going on?" He tried again as he reached the top of the stairs.

"He, he, did it again" I tried to catch my breath as I spoke. Noah pushed through the door into my room and set me on the bed before searching for my phone. "Over there" I said weakly gesturing to the floor near the foot of the bed. Noah quickly swiped the phone off the floor and came to stand in front of me as he read the newest messages. I watched his face twist in disgust as I tried in vain to dry my face with my hands.

"How the fuck did he see you in lace?" Noah's voice was sharp as he spit the question at me.

"In your room, I was waiting for you to get home," I explained. "Why were you so late?" I asked as I felt a fresh round of tears come to the surface. I saw his face soften as I crumbled in front of him.

"Alex, please don't cry" he begged, as he bent down in front of me. His face was covered in concern, I could tell he was struggling to remain calm.

"I can't help it!" I cried out now feeling hysterical. "I'm sorry" I apologised lowering my volume. Knocking sounded on the door frame as Nick came into view in the doorway.

"What's going on?" he sounded nervous as he shifted his weight from foot to foot.

"It's happening again, he's back at it" Noah gestured to the phone that sat beside us on the bed. "He had to have been right outside" he sighed, hanging his head as Nick stepped into the room. Nick grabbed the phone and read over the texts before dropping the phone back on the bed and storming out of the room. My fingers found their way to Noah's hair as his forehead rested against my crossed legs where I sat on the edge of the bed. I tugged his hair to bring his head up to look at me. I watched Noah's face fall from anger to pain as he looked up at me. "Baby, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry I wasn't here." He apologized as he moved to slip his arms around my waist from where he kneeled in front of me. "It won't happen again, I promise. I'll be on time every night, okay?" He went on, resting his chin where his forehead had been, looking up at me with his deep brown eyes, melting an resentment I had towards him.

"It's not your fault, it would have happened whether you were here or not," I ran my fingers through his hair gently as I spoke.

"How do I make this better?" He inquired as he straightened his posture. I had a moment of apprehension before I spoke. Despite what had just happened and the rollercoaster my emotions had just been on I still wanted what I wanted before.

"Make love to me," my voice came out above a whisper, I watched the beginning of a smile peak at the corner of his mouth before he stood halfway to press his lips to mine. As he stood completely he broke the kiss before he pulled me off the bed to standing. Leaning down his lips went back to mine as his hands wandered their way down my body, causing soft sounds of appreciation to come from the back of my throat. A gasp escaped my lips as he roughly pulled at my leggings, revealing the lace I had put on just for him.

"Fuck," I heard him say under his breath as he moved down to rid me of the clothing. "So fucking beautiful" he kissed my skin every few inches on the way back up, setting my skin on fire as he did so. His hands quickly slipped under my shirt, over my head it went exposing the lacy bra underneath. I watched lust glaze over his eyes as he took in my body. His hands went behind my back as his lips wandered to my neck, nipping and sucking gently as he unclasped my bra quickly. I moaned out louder now as the bra dropped to the floor when his hand moved back to my front. Taking my breasts in his hands, he squeezed before moving his fingers to pinch my nipples at the the same time, tugging them away from my body, increasing the stimulation as I gasped out dropping my head forward. His hands dropped to my waist as he walked me backwards towards the bed. He bent down the slightest before lifting me up and setting me down center of the bed.

I watched as he pulled off his shirt and undid his belt before stepping out of his pants. He moved onto the bed, climbing over me taking my lips with hunger before pushing his tongue into my mouth dominantly. His hand worked its way down my body till it was right where he wanted it, his touch causing me to break the kiss with a gasp again, I heard a chuckle above me, looking up to see a smirk painted on his face, I had no chance to retaliate as he continued touching me causing me to moan out as he ducked his head back to my neck, going all the way to my chest on his slow descent. Finally his teasing touch stopped when he settled between my hips. A string of moans and cries came from me over the next several minutes as he worked me with his mouth till I was over stimulated and pushing him away by closing my knees together.

Slinking back up my body he spread my knees apart before slowly pushing into me with a deep groan. I watched him bite his bottom lip as he buried himself in me completely before setting a steady rhythm. He leaned forward, pressing his lips to mine as he continued to push into me, rocking me into the mattress with his force. The phone went off beside us on the bed, my head snapped to see the screen lit up. "I don't care," Noah's voice was rough as he brushed it off.

"He could be watching us," I countered as Noah continued on pumping into me. I felt fear run through me threatening to ruin the moment I was desperate not to lose.

"I don't give a fuck, baby" he said breathlessly. "He can watch all he wants, you're mine." He went on, looking me dead in the eyes as he spoke. "I won't let a damn thing happen to you, not again." He dipped his head down and pressed his lips to mine forcefully. Moments later I was coming undone while I called out his name as he continued to fuck me. As he finished he carefully rested on top of me, careful not to crush me. After a long moment of catching his breath he moved to stand up off the bed before slowly making his way to the bathroom where I heard him start the shower.

I laid there exhausted, catching my breath as well. I hated myself for it but I couldn't fight the nagging feeling I had to check my phone. Without realizing what I was doing I reached for the phone at my side pulling it up to my face it unlocked. "Put that down." I heard Noah's stern voice from the bathroom doorway. Dropping the phone back on the bed I sat up to see Noah leaning against the door frame in front of me, he beckoned me with a finger causing me to move off the bed without a second thought and going straight to him.