𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐭
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Book 1
She's perfect. Perfect family. Perfect friends. Perfect life.
That's what the people believe.
That every celebrity is perfect, when in reali...
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"Fuck Bella, that feels so fucking good." I groan as she massages my shoulders. This girls got magic hands I swear.
"Why are you so tight here?" Bella asks. Immediately after she says that she quickly follows with, "that sounded awful."
I shake my head, "whatever keeps you doing this is fine with me."
Closing my eyes, I let out another quiet groan, throwing my head onto Bella's shoulder. Her hands move from my shoulders to my hair, massaging my head.
I'm gonna get a fucking hard on.
"You doing okay?" Bella giggles. I love that giggle.
"Mhm," I mumble. I'm doing more than okay. I feel fantastic, so fantastic I can barely get a sentence out.
"when do you leave?"
"To tour?" I nod, "In a couple weeks." Bella's quiet for a moment before she adds, "I'll miss you a little."
"Say the word, and I'll go with you Bella."
Bella stays silent for a moment, "I can't ask you to do that. I'm sure you have other stuff going on." Her voice is soft.
I shake my head. "You're not asking me, I'm offering. And as for any plans? You're my priority. Everyone else can wait."
She goes silent once again, only the sound of our breathing fills the room. "Think about it, yeah?" I say.
"Yeah," she replies.
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My room feels oddly empty without Leonardo.
I've been in this room a thousand times and yet I never realized how empty it felt. Or maybe how empty I felt. I've spent my entire life being so focused on music and performing, I didn't realize how many experiences I was missing out on.
Until I met Leonardo.
I look at the suitcases covering my room and sigh. As much as I want Leonardo to come with me, I know I can't ask him to do that. I've been through this so many times.
Putting your life on hold for months just to come home and find out you've missed out on so many things is awful.
I can't ask anyone to do that for me, much less Leonardo.
"How's packing?" Jayden asks peeking his head into my room. "Awful. I have one suitcase packed."
"You've been in here all day." Jayden states sitting down beside me. "I know. I just keep getting distracted." I say.
"Leo?"
I nod. Running his hand along my back Jayden asks, "wanna talk about it?"
I shake my head, "I'll figure it out."
"Not what I asked." Jayden says, starting to fold the clothes laying on my bed. I sigh, "How much do you miss out on when you travel with me?"
"A few parties is about it. Why? What's up?"
"And what about Chris, Nick, and Matt? Do you ever wish you were back home with them? Or at home at all?"
Jayden's stays silent, watching me throw more clothes onto the bed. "You won't hurt my feelings. I just need to know."
He shrugs, "I mean yeah, there's times I wish I was able to sleep on my own bed or never pack a suitcase again, but it's not a constant feeling."
I can't justify asking Leonardo to leave not only his home but his family behind for two years.
"What are you thinking?"
I shrug, "Leonardo said to think about having him come along."
"That's good right?" Jayden asks, "I mean kind of. I just don't want to make him put his life on hold."
"You said he offered?"
"He did." I nod.
"So why stress? He's obviously cool with the idea and I'm sure he knows what it will involve. The only question is do you want him to come?"
"It's not that simple Jay."
"But say it was. Would you want him there?"
"Of course but-"
Jayden nods, standing up and walking out of my room before I could even finish my sentence.
