Glassheart |bruno mars.

10.

I woke up to the faint smellsof cigarette smoke, to the feeling of slight breeze touching my bare skin and guilt washing over my skin. I can't believe what happened last night, how everything I feel now is a total 180 to how I felt last night when we kissed, when we went to my room, when we slept together. Now I just feel like some whore who wrecks relationships.

I opened my eyes to the California sunshine, saw my shirt right by my bed side and slipped it on. I knew he was in the room but I wasn't ready to face him yet so I kept my gaze down looking for trousers.

"It's always in the mornings when it feels most like home..." I looked to the source of sound, Bruno was perched up on my desk so he was level with the window with a cigarette between his fingers and his shirt unbuttoned so a sneak preview of his chest and abs were visible. He looked at me and must have noticed my confused face. "Hawaii...it's where I grew up"

All I knew of Hawaii was what I'd seen in the movies and television shows. Hawaii always seemed relaxed and serene, kind of like Bruno's personality, maybe he was Hawaii.

I blinked, attempting to throw away my worthless thoughts and looked back at him.

"Hope you don't mind" He gestured his cigarette, probably noticing my offish vibe, if only it was because he was smoking in my bedroom, he shouldn't even be in my place let alone my bedroom.

"No" I said and found my shorts. I got out of bed and ran a hand through my hair. I found it hard to separate the terrible feeling gnawing my insides to the man in front of me. "It's fine" I added.

"So what're you up to today?" Bruno jumped off my desk and wrapped his arms around my waist from behind resting his head on my shoulder, cigarette still in his mouth. I leaned back into him and couldn't help but smile, it's like I have no control of my actions around him

"Got a shift at the bar later on..." I said quietly as I looked on ahead of me at my wall where my diploma from my journalism course in college was.

"Bar?" Bruno asked confused narrowing his eyes. "You work at a bar?"

"Yeah, I'm only part time at the magazine so I need another job to keep up rent" I replied. "What about you?"

"I was gonna meet the guys at the studio later, work on some more material..."

The studio.

"Amelia going to meet you there too?" I said still looking ahead, I felt Bruno stiffen at the big elephant in the room.

"...Tina..." Bruno sighed.

God, what the hell am I doing? I pushed myself off him and he grabbed a hold of my hand before I could get away.

"Maybe you should leave..." I say but he's still holding my hand, gripping it slightly tighter at my words but it far from hurt. "I...I dunno what's going on here, seriously" I admit because he's being a serious head fuck right now.

First he flirts with me and kisses me, then turns out he has a girlfriend who he's been with for like half a year yet he shows up to my door last night and has sex with me.

"...I'm a real jerk, aren't I?" Bruno says self-deprecatingly and smiled slightly, he took his cigarette from his mouth and put it behind his ear. His other free hand took mine and he took a step closer to me. "When I first saw you, you know what I thought? This girl is way too beautiful to be someone's lackey. During the interview I couldn't help but look at you every now and again. I just wanted to get to know you, which was hard because you guys were interviewing me" Bruno looked down to his hands in mine steadily tapped his finger on my hand then stopped suddenly. "So yeah, I knew what I was doing when I gave you the concert tickets. I wanted to see you again, and yeah that makes me a real dick because I have a girlfriend, but I just...couldn't not do it."

I nodded slowly and looked anywhere but him, because I needed to be strong now andnot give in like last night. I chewed the inside of my cheek real hard to distract myself; I think I could taste the blood

"And I know it's a lame ass excuse and I'm an asshole who doesn't deserve either of you, but honestly, I didn't come over last night thinking this would happen. I felt guilty for the way you found out about it, like you're this dirty little secret"

It was those last three words were the words which helped me snap back to reality.

"But I am" I said, feeling nauseous now and had an intense need to be alone. "This dirty little secret, and I feel sick to my stomach because of this. So yeah, can you just go? Before this gets any worse"

Though I doubted this could get any worse, but anything's possible. I took my hand from his and he looked at me with the most heartbreaking look I've ever seen. One I knew I would have a hard time forgetting. He then looked down and nodded, took the cigarette from his ear to his lips and started buttoning up her shirt.

Control yourself, Tina, you're almost there, don't give in.

"Yeah..." Was all Bruno said and picked up his hat from the floor and slipped it on his head. Bruno then took a look around my bedroom taking his cigarette out and blowing the smoke out in my room. "I guess...I'll get going" Bruno started to back away from my room and nodded "Goodbye, Valentina"