1st November 1987 -- New Jersey
Chrissie's POV
I've only been back home a matter of hours and most of that time has been unpacking our things, throwing all our clothes in the wash, seeing as they haven't been washed at all yet. Jon disappeared into our room as soon as he got back, falling fast asleep as soon as his head hit he pillow. While he is asleep, I start the cleaning, considering everything has it's own layer of dust on. Slapping on the radio before starting the hoovering and dusting but at the same time I'm trying my best to be quiet, so I don't wake him up.
Once all the cleaning is done, I thought I better make some dinner, he'll probably wake up shortly and he'll no doubt be hungry. Quickly driving to the store to get shopping in seeing as we have absolutely nothing in the apartment to eat. Parking up Jon's car in the parking lot before grabbing a shopping cart. I like to take my time with food shopping, just so I know I've got everything I need. "Hey Joey, How you doin?" Waving to the security guard who I have become quite acquainted with "I'm good honey, how's yourself and Jonny, keeping outta trouble I hope" Cocking his brow at me. A quiet laugh escapes my mouth "We just got back from tour, he's asleep, he's absolutely exhausted and well you know he'll get into some kinda trouble wherever he is". "Yeah, he's been all over the news and MTV, my daughter absolutely loves him" I couldn't help but giggle at his words "Well....I better get shopping...I wanna be back before he wakes up" Gesturing to the shop with my thumb. "Alright honey...Tell Jon I said hi and gimme a shout if anyone causes any trouble for ya alright?" Shouting over to me as I head into the first isle.
A couple of isles later and I've just about got everything I need, Just need some beer and wine of course. Leaning against the handle of my shopping cart as I make my way down the beer and wine isle, making sure to pick his favourites out before heading for the checkouts. The checkout lady's eyes nearly popped out her head when she seen me, clearly knowing who my boyfriend is. I'm busy packing my shopping into my car when out of nowhere a man towers over me, shadowing any light that surrounded me "Hey....Sorry to bother you but you dropped this". My eyes fall to the object in his hand, to see a small photo of Jon and I when the band were in London that I keep in my purse. "Oh....Thanks" Quickly taking the photo back with a small smile before hurrying the rest of the bags into Jon's car. "You're bon jovi's girlfriend aren't ya?" A smirk curving the corners of his lips. "I'm sorry I have to get home" Edging closer to the car door . He nodded slightly before leaving, clearly sensing my discomfort.
A short while later, I make it back home, quickly peeking in on Jon, who was still fast asleep, I swear that man could sleep through a hurricane. My hands just about giving way when I dump the bags in the kitchen, sighing in relief now that my hands are strain free. A couple of minutes later and most of the shopping is put away, just leaving out what I need to make homemade pepperoni pizza for tea.
2 hours later and the extra large pizza is perfectly cooked, so I quietly sneak into the bedroom, making my way round to his side of the bed, sitting down on the edge. "Baby.." Brushing the hair from his face so I can plant feather light kisses on his cheek. "Hmmm" Was all he managed to squeeze out in his sleepy state. I have to say he looks so adorable when he's half asleep "Baby...Wake up" Whispering into his ear before nibbling on his lobe. "Mmmm....Marry me" His mumbled words nearly make me choke on fresh air, my ears nearly dropping off. He's still fast asleep so I quickly brush it off as utter nonsense but at the same time it made my heart skip quite a few beats. I know fine well he of all people wouldn't want to get married so the thought never crossed my mind before. "Jonny babe....wake up" Shaking him ever so slightly while brushing my nose against his face like a puppy waking up it's owner. His intense blue eyes fluttered open "Huh?" Clearly still thick with grogginess "Dinner is ready". A groan burst from his mouth as he rolls over to face away from me "Mmm....Later baby" , "Jonny, you haven't eaten since yesterday morning, you have to eat something". Another groan fills the silence "It's pizza........homemade pizza.." His head immediately jolts up in excitement "Alright, ya got me". He strolls out the bedroom in nothing but his boxers, heading into the living room and slumping down on the sofa. Quickly grabbing the pizza and bringing it in to him with a cold glass of wine for him. Eventually, I get to sit down on the sofa, flicking through the channels until I reach a good movie. He digs into the pizza straight away, practically inhaling it, he must be really hungry.
Out of nowhere my stomach grumbles, catching his attention "Wait....Where's yours?". My brows furrow together in confusion, I honestly hadn't stopped for one minute to think about myself. "Oh....Umm....I've been running round since we got back, I haven't really stopped to think about myself" Giggling out of shock. His mouth drops open slightly "Here..." He passes me the plate with the remaining three slices and an apologetic smile. "Oh No Baby...That's--" He quickly cut me off "Chrissie....Eat" His tone stern yet soft. Taking the plate with a smile and placing it on my lap, he slaps his hands together, shaking off the pizza dust. My hands can't get the pizza slices in my mouth fast enough, humming and dancing away to myself as I chomp down the food. All of sudden my attention is captured when I notice Jon gazing at me with a smile on his face "What.....Have I got pizza on my face?" Swiping my hands over my cheeks. A quiet laugh escapes his smile before slowly shaking his head, caressing his knuckles against my cheek bone "I love you so much....I hope you know that". I found myself getting lost in his eyes for a moment, almost as if I could see his soul "I love you too Jon" Sighing softly into his hand. I was almost tempted to mention the 'Marry me' thing but that idea was quickly brushed from my thoughts nearly as soon as it entered. My attention turned back to my pizza slice which I quickly shovelled into my mouth. Jon spent most of the time just looking at me which I found completely abnormal for him. I tried my best to keep my eyes on the tv, pretending not to notice him staring but after a while I just burst out into giggles. "Jonnyy..." Slapping his bare chest with a giggle "Why you staring" Feeling my cheeks turning red under the heat of my blood. My giggling continued until I realised he hadn't actually responded, his facial expression was straight and unreadable. "Jon...What is it....What's wrong?" He remined silent, keeping his intense gaze on me. By this point, I was starting to worry, my heart rate increasing dramatically "Say something....You're scaring me--" His finger muted my voice when he placed it on my lips. Slowly shaking his head in response, my shaky breaths tickling his finger. He removed his finger, sliding both of his hands in the crooks of my neck, caressing my skin with his thumbs. It feels like everything is going by in slow motion when he moves his lips towards mine. I have no idea what's going on but I'm deciding to go with it, seeing as I can't actually speak, It's as if his touch has literally stolen my voice away. Even though it was just us in the room, when our lips touched, I could hear fireworks going off. The kiss was unlike anything else, it was soft yet powerful and so full of love, my sweet sighs muffle against his plump lips.
Jon's POV
The next day I woke up with Chrissie still nuzzled into my chest, her naked body pressed against mine. Immediately my thoughts go back to last night, we had the most steamy, sensual, romantic sex ever. My eyes squeeze shut and I can still hear her crying out my name, the immense pleasure surrounding us like a bubble. The decision I made last night still stands, I don't know what came over me. When I looked into her eyes, I decided I was going to propose to her, I just have to figure out when, ask her dad's permission and get a ring. But where do I even begin, who can I tell and trust not to say anything to Chrissie.
A good while of intensely staring up at the ceiling as my thoughts cloud my mind and Chrissie is starting to wake up, sighing and yawning in my arms. "Mornin" Smiling down at her "Morning" Her smile melting me into a pool. "Hey, listen I'm gonna head over to see my ma...I'll be back in an hour....Is that okay?" Her heavy eyes blink a few times "Alright....I'm actually goin to the movies with Lizzie today, about 2". "Oh? Where's my invite?" Caressing my arms up and down her back. A loud gasp burst from her mouth, her eyes widening dramatically "That is such a good idea!!" Breaking off into a smile. "What's a good idea?" Feeling like I've dug myself into a hole "We can double date" She looked so excited it melted my heart, I couldn't bare to say no. "Wait a minute....What movie is it?" Looking at her suspiciously "Umm.....Dirty Dancing" Biting her lip nervously. My eyes roll back with a groan "Come on baby...We haven't double dated before" , "This is the deal.....Richie says no, I ain't goin.....Richie says yes, I'll go" Nodding my head sternly. She shrieked and jolted up "Great...I'll go call him now then I'll call Lizzie if he says yes". Before I even had a chance to say anything, she belted out the room to ring him. I couldn't help but laugh to myself at how excited she is, it's so adorable. Then suddenly the realisation that I might have to sit through this film is sinking in, a romantic film, a girly film, my eyes roll back again. About 10 minutes later, she strolled back in, pouting her lips at me, she got to my side of the bed "What did he say?" Pulling at her finger tips gently. There was a moment silence before she looked up at me, slowly her pout broke into a huge grin "He said yessss" Jumping on top of me causing me to grunt loudly. We rolled along the bed until there was no bed left, Chrissie squealing when gravity kicked in, abruptly sending us hurtling to the floor.
Chrissie's POV
Jon had been gone a little over an hour, So Lizzie came through to help me pick my clothes out for tonight. She was swinging my hangers from left to right then back again, I thought I heard a sound coming from the living room but quickly ignored it. "Umm, So yesterday when we got back, I made him some pizza then went to wake him up and he said 'Marry me' in his sleep". She halted in her tracks then slowly turned round "Seriously?" Her mouth completely agape. My head slowly nods in response "But he was asleep though....So I didn't wanna embarrass him and bring it up". "Is it something you guys have thought about....Talked about?" A sigh slips from my lips "No...We've never talked about it...I mean of course every girl thinks about her wedding day.. we used to talk about it for hours" Giggling as I trail off. "I know, you're more of a quiet wedding kinda girl though, I'd want my wedding a little bit bigger" Cocking her brow at me. "My mom always said 'As long as you love each other.....it shouldn't matter whether you have guests and flowers or not'", "But anyhow....Jon never seemed like the kinda guy who'd wanna get married.... of course I see myself marrying him but is it worth thinking about if it might never happen?". "Chrissie.....Do you love him?" Grabbing onto my arms and looking deep in my eyes "I love him with everything that I am....Honestly I thought I knew what love was and then I met Jon" Smiling to myself when I think of Jon. "And you know he loves you....So the only question is....if he asked you....would you say yes?". I was silent for a split second, not to think of what I would say, but trying to figure out how to put it into words. "I'd say --" I was cut off when I heard the front door close "JONNY WHERE ARE---ahh there you are" Richie's familiar voice echoing through the apartment. My eyes widening "Oh My God....Do you think he's been there this whole time?" Whisper shouting to Lizzie. "I have no idea....I didn't hear nothin" Shrugging her shoulders. "Oh God...Oh shit...What's he gonna think?...what am I gonna say?" I could feel the panic rising, my hands tightly wrapped round my mouth. "Chrissie calm down... He's probably in the bathroom or somethin" Shaking her head at me. "You're right..." Nodding swiftly through my words, "Anyway....What would you say if he asked you to marry him?" Wiggling her brows at me. "I'd say yes....But I'd want it to be a surprise...like if he asked tomorrow, it wouldn't be much of a surprise....I've seen it coming....I want that excitement of it could be anytime" Widening my eyes. Suddenly something hitting the door catches our attention "I swear to god, If they're listening in...I will kick both of their asses". Lizzie walks over to the door and swings it open, but not enough so I can see, she's silent for a moment before piping up "Nope......Must be in the living room".
After our little chat, she helped me pick out an outfit "So do you wanna look cute or sexy?". I quickly glanced over her outfit, she was wearing a skin tight mini black dress with pink heels. "I wanna look sexy" , "Then you have to put the red dress on" My eyes widen in shock at her words. "That's not sexy that's 'fuck me sexy' he's not even gonna be able to watch the movie" Raising my voice slightly. "Exactly....it says I'm a goddess and it's gonna make him drool" Nodding confidently to herself. A few deep breaths slipped from my lips, trying to steady my nerves "Okay, let's do this". She stripped me out of my current clothes, I quickly pulled some red lacy panties on before sliding on the tight mini red dress which was more like a second skin. It had skinny straps and was low cut which made my boobs look bigger and the dress stopped just below my ass so you could easily see my tattoo winding round my thigh. She paired it with my red shiny high heels and the little necklace that Jon got me. My hair was a mere wave compared to what it usually is and I didn't bother with makeup.
Jon's POV
My feet were pacing back and forth while Richie sat on the sofa, my mind running through Lizzie and Chrissie's conversation. "Man would you sit down already" Richie sounding quite agitated "Rich....She said she'd say yes if I asked her" Stopping in my tracks to look at him. "I'm happy for ya kidd but please sit down, you're makin me dizzy" I nod my head slowly before slumping myself down on the sofa. Just as my ass hits the sofa, the bedroom door bursts open and out walks Lizzie "You are gonna need a big drink of that beer before she comes out Jon" Pointing to Richie's beer bottle on the coffee table. Without hesitation I grabbed his bottle from the table just as Judas Priest- Hell bent for leather blared through the speaker. My mouth couldn't gulp down the cold beer fast enough, suddenly I heard the clicking of heels walking down the hallway. "Hey there baby" Her sweet, sexy voice enticing my ears, Richie was practically choking beside me when he seen Chrissie which isn't comforting. My hand dropped the bottle slowly, allowing my head to move down to see her. The beer that was in my mouth squirted all over the floor causing Richie to burst out laughing. She looked so sexy in that tiny red dress and red is my favourite colour but this made me love the colour even more. My mouth was practically drooling over her like a lion over a zebra. I want so badly to rip that dress to shreds with my teeth and drag her back to the bedroom.
After Richie managed to peel my remains off the sofa and forced me to keep my eyes off Chrissie for more than one minute to walk down to my car. We were on our way, Richie and I were in the front and Chrissie and Lizzie were in the back, so I didn't get distracted during driving, which most definitely would have happened. It was a fairly short drive to the movie theatre, I quickly parked up and Richie jumped out, letting Lizzie out while I let Chrissie out, holding my hand out for her like a queen. We made our way into the theatre, my arm draped round Chrissie's shoulders "What can I get for you guys today?" The guy behind the desk shouting out unenthusiastically. "Yeah....four tickets to Dirty dancing please" Getting my money out ready to pay. He lifts his head up, his eyes widening when he sees Richie and I standing before him "Uhh...That...Umm..." Coughing nervously to himself. His gaze shifts between Chrissie and Lizzie, licking his lips with hunger. Chrissie places her hand on my chest when I consciously pull her in closer to me. "How much?" Richie shouting out which catches his attention. "Uhh... $15" I toss the money onto the counter and he quickly grabs it and gives us the tickets. "Thanks.......Mike" Shifting my gaze from his name badge to his face, giving him a quick smile before heading off to get our popcorn.
After we all got our popcorn and soda, we searched for our seats, our room was pretty full and we got quite a few looks so clearly they recognised us. After a couple of minutes we found our seats, Chrissie and I shuffled in first followed by Richie then Lizzie. Chrissie placed the soda at our feet while I kept the popcorn on my lap, her hand immediately diving into the bucket for a hand full. By the time the movie started, most of our popcorn was gone, only leaving a few pieces which I gave to Chrissie. Throughout the movie I made quick glances over to Chrissie to see her swooning over Patrick Swayze, Now I know why they wanted to see this movie. After a while, she nuzzled her head into my arm, so I wrapped it round her and pulled her close. Suddenly it got to a romantic scene in the movie and I recognised the song, I recognise it from the first time Chrissie and I had sex, it had randomly came on over the radio. She reached her hand up and started caressing my hairy chest which was exposed from my button down shirt, sliding her hand under the material and rubbing circles over my nipples. My attention is completely torn from the movie now, I was already finding it difficult because of her dress but now it's impossible with her hands all over me. She removes her hand and just when I think she's finished teasing me, she slides her hand under the hem of my jeans seeing as I'm not wearing a belt and it's a simple zipper and button, she has easier access to them. A quiet moan escapes my lips when her hand starts rubbing my semi hard cock causing me to tip my head back against the back of the chair. She pulls her hand out when her wrist starts to get tired but by this point I was rock hard. I lean forward and shuffle my leather jacket off my arms and drape it over her legs. Keeping one arm wrapped around her, I use my free hand to slide under the jacket and up her dress, edging towards her juicy folds. Wasting no time in plunging three fingers deep inside her tight entrance causing her to elicit a quiet moan. "Shhh....Keep quiet babe" Whispering into her ear along with sweet nothings. Her mouth was wide open and her eyes were pleading with me, trying so hard not to cry out. Another quiet moan burst from her lips when I use my thumb to rub her sensitive clit while blasting my fingers inside her tight pussy. About a minute later, the lights came back on making me pull my fingers out swiftly followed by a gasp from her mouth.
After we left the theatre, it was still pretty early so we decided to go to a restaurant and get some food. We were all sat round a table in an Italian restaurant, chomping down on our food, the air was thick with tension. Richie and I both heard their entire conversation and Lizzie caught us, if she said anything about seeing us, Chrissie would be pissed. I could see her shifting her gaze between Richie and I with a mischievous smirk. She wasn't like Chrissie, she enjoyed messing with people but in a light hearted, funny way, not in a horrible way. Chrissie was hilarious but she was also a truth teller, it was very rare for her not to say what's exactly on her mind. "We should definitely go for a drink at the bar after this" Lizzie shouting out excitedly. "Well I'm always down for a drink" Richie shrugging through his words. My gaze shifts to Chrissie "What do you think? you wanna go?" , "Yeah....It'll be fun" Smiling up at me.
So off we walked, over to the bar which we often frequented, so naturally the owner, security and bar staff knew us pretty well by this point. The huge red double door came into focus along with the extra large security man shadowing over us. Chrissie and Lizzie were in front of us and were instantly stopped by security straight away, so before anything was said I piped up "They're with us Big Al". His attention immediately shifted between Richie and I "Oh...sorry about that.....enjoy your night" Moving to the side to let us through. We scurried off to the bar and ordered our drinks before sitting at a table close by. The bar is pretty full and so is the dance floor, I'm surprised we managed to get to a table. Chrissie is downing her first drink straight away, clearly eager to feel the affects of the alcohol. I on the other hand am taking my time, seeing as I'm a light weight, I can handle more than Chrissie but less than Richie. My eyes were fixed on Chrissie when she slid her little leather jacket off her arms, revealing that tight red dress. Honestly I'm just happy my eyes couldn't talk, I could only imagine the things they'd say and all the secrets they'd spill. Here we were, with two of the most beautiful women, drinking and having a good time, could things possibly get any better.
A few drinks later and Chrissie suddenly perks up "I love this song...Let's dance" Grasping at my chest with his hands. It took me a minute for my ears to focus in on the song which was Prince-- You got the look and I knew she loved prince but honestly it would take a few more drinks to get me on the dance floor. "I'm gonna have to be drunk to get on that dance floor babe" Her smile dropped into a frown. "Rich...Lizzie come dance" Turning her attention to the pair who surprisingly nodded. They all shuffled out from the table and scurried off to the dance floor, sandwiching Richie in and dancing to the song. Richie is certainly enjoying himself being grinded on by two hot women, One being my girlfriend, but thankfully I'm not the jealous kind. The song came to an end and Los Lobos- La Bamba blared from the speakers, earning shrieks from both of the girls. They both grabbed a hand each of Richie's and started swaying and spinning to the song, his eyes widening with excitement when they both shook their breasts at him. A loud throaty laugh burst from my mouth, he had no idea where to put his eyes. Naturally my eyes were mainly on Chrissie, she looks so sexy when she's dancing, especially in that dress.
As the song came to an end, he spun Chrissie around, sending her plummeting into the arms of some guy, which peaked my interest straight away. Knowing Chrissie already had a few drinks and was fairly tipsy, she decided to dance with him just as Poison- Talk Dirty to me came on. My nails flew into my mouth, biting them nervously as I watched them dance away to the song. I have no idea why I am so nervous, I guess I just don't want anything to happen to her. After a few minutes I relaxed, seeing they were all having fun, but that's when I saw it. She kept looking over at Richie, with a worried expression but Richie was too distracted by Lizzie. My eyes wandered down to the man's hands and they were gripping her so tight, in an attempt to stop her from leaving. He looked shorter than her but seeing she has been drinking, she was in no condition to kick his ass which is what she would have done if she was sober. A surge of anger shoots through me when her eyes meet mine, pleading with me to help her. I didn't even have a chance to process anything, my feet were already storming over to the dance floor. The closer I got, the shorter he appeared compared to me, which only added to my confidence. My hand gripped his shoulder like a vice "Hey..." Growling out my words at him. "What do you want asshole" Keeping his eyes on Chrissie who was struggling to get away from him. "That's my girl....So I suggest you beat it" He whipped his head round, his eyes looked up to meet mine. His expression filled with worry straight away "Oh...Umm....S-Sorry" Instantly letting go of Chrissie and scurrying away from me.
Chrissie wrapped her arms round my neck, burying her head into the crook of my neck "Who was that guy?" My voice coming out a little agitated. "I don--don't know....I saw him....when I went shopping.....I dropped a photo of us... out my purse so he brought it back to me....... and he asked if I was your girlfriend...... but I just said I need to get home then left" Struggling out her words as the affects of the alcohol take hold. A deep sigh slips from my lips "you alright?" Caressing her cheek with my knuckled, she nodded slowly. "Come on, let's get outta here" Attempting to usher her off the dance floor but she wouldn't budge "No.....Dance with me" Her eyes fluttering as me like butterflies. I was more sober than her and wasn't really in the mood for dancing but she never failed to turn me to mush. So I pull her in closer to me and slowly danced to the song, I've never heard it before, I knew it was Def Leopard but it must be a new song. The longer we danced for, the more relaxed I became, enjoying having her in my arms. We ended up dancing for quite a while and then spent the rest of the night drinking ourselves into a drunken mess.