*** Gerald's POV ***
"Thanks for doing this last minute," Rachel smiled up at me as she let me in her dorm room. "It shouldn't take that long. This is really the only part I need so we can finish our documentary."
"You know I'd do anything for you, Rach," I said as I sat down in the chair. It took everything in me not to call her "baby girl."
She smiled at me when I called her Rach, and man, I missed seeing that smile more than anything in the world. Watching her set up that camera reminded me of over the summer on tour before the shit hit the fan, and we broke up.
Grady was right, though, she looks happier now that we aren't together, and if she's happy, then all I can do is be happy for her and learn to let go.
Rachel walked by me, and I couldn't help but stare at her ass in those ankle leggings she had on. She wasn't wearing any panties. How did I know that? She never does when she wears those.
"Your ass looks nice," I said with a smirk as she smacked my shoulder. "What? It's true."
"You can't say that. We're not together anymore," she laughed as she got a memory card out of her drawer. "Keep it in your head."
I laughed, shaking my head and biting my lip when she walked by me. I smacked her ass, causing her to squeal and run to the other side of the room.
"GERALD!" She said with a laugh as her cheeks turned a bright red. "Don't do that!"
"I do what I want, baby," I winked as I put my phone in my pocket. "You of all people should know that by now."
She shook her head at me and walked in front of me to plug in the light kit thing, this time, facing me.
"I can still do this," I smirked as I poked her stomach. "I can't keep my hands off of you."
She squealed as she smacked my hand away, going to plug in the light and coming around on the other side of the room, taking the long way to avoid me.
"Well, stop touching me," she giggled. "I haven't touched you since you walked in, so don't touch me."
"You know I can't resist touching you," I said as I watched her, biting down on my lip. "If you don't want me to fuck you right here, we better get this interview done."
She rolled her eyes and flipped on the light switch, doing one last mic check on her camera before looking at me.
"Right, you're not gonna fuck me," she muttered. "Anyway, I just need you to talk about the Drop video you did a little while ago."
"Ah, the fun one," I winked as I sat up, folding my hands in my lap. "Alright, boss, you got it."
"The fun one," she mocked me as she pressed record, nodding at me when she was ready for me to talk.
I gave her a good five minutes worth of stuff to use, hoping it was enough.
"Was that good?" I asked as I ran a hand through my hair. "I dunno what more I can say," I laughed.
"That was great," she smiled as she took apart the camera, putting it in the bag. "Thanks, Gerald."
"Anytime, Rach," I smiled at her as I stood up, leaning against her bed scrolling through Twitter. "So, you got everything?"
She bent over right in front of me to unplug the light to put it away, and I bit down on my lip, smirking. I smacked her ass again, and she stood straight up and dropped the cord, turning around to face me.
"Stop doing that!" She frowned, sticking out her bottom lip as she put her hands on her hips. "Can't you just be professional?"
"Rach," I laughed as I traced her bottom lip with my thumb. "It's hard to be professional when I know you aren't wearing any panties."
She huffed and turned around, picking up the cord she dropped to go put it in a bag.
"If you make one more sexual comment or action, you're in for it," she muttered under her breath as she took down the light, putting it in its own separate bag. "I mean it, Gerald."
"You mean it, huh?" I smirked as I put my phone on her nightstand, resting my hands on the bed. "What are you gonna do? I'm a whole foot and then some taller than you."
She walked over to me, standing in front of me and looking up at me, putting her hands on those sexy ass hips of hers.
"You think I can't do anything to you just because you're damn near 7 feet tall?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. "I know of one thing right now that'll make you laugh like a little girl."
"Hmmmmmmm?" I laughed, looking down at her and mocking her pose. "What's that?"
She lunged forward and pinned me down on the bed; I was shocked because that energy came from nowhere.
"This is different," I smirked, looking up at her. "I'm usually on top."
"I know," she said, returning the smirk. "You're my bitch now," she said as her hands went for my stomach, spidering across my skin.
"AH!" I said as I laughed, squirming under her and trying to fight her off of me. "RACHEL! STOP IT!" I said through laughs.
She fought me and managed to get ahold of both of my arms in one of her hands, pinning them down as she kept poking at my sides.
"FUCK!" I said as I laughed again, trying to catch my breath.
When she moved her hand, I managed to grab her arm and pin her on the bed, quickly flipping us over so that I was on top and straddling her now.
"It didn't take long for the tables to turn, now, did it?" I smirked as I leaned down, our faces just inches apart now.
"That's not fair," she pouted, moving her face. "You're stronger than I am."
I chuckled softly, leaning in like I was going to kiss her, but I stopped before I got to her lips.
"It comes in handy," I whispered, my hands moving up to her ribs. I dug my fingers in and laughed as she screamed, squirming and thrashing under me. "How does that feel?!"
"Y-you ass!" She said through her giggles as she tried to smack my hands away. "STOP IT!"
"I'll think about it," I smirked as I continued to tickle her for a few more minutes, deciding she had enough when her face started to turn red. "Now, what have we learned here today?"
"That you're an ass," she muttered under her breath as I laid down next to her. "And I hate you."
I laughed as I propped myself up.
"Oh, come on, you don't mean that," I teased her. "We always have fun together."
"This is the most fun I've had since we got on break," she admitted as she finally rolled back over to face me. "Kaitlyn is with Grady in St. Louis, and Ricky and I haven't really talked much since we had se-"
"You had WHAT WITH RICKY?!" I nearly yelled as I sat up, looking at her as she moved to sit in front of me. "I mean...you slept with him?"
She bit down on her lip and broke eye contact with me for a few seconds as she tried to think of what to say.
"Yeah," she said softly, looking down at her hands and playing with her fingers. "But as I said, we haven't talked much..."
"Do you love him?" I blurted out, trying to process what I'd just heard. "Do you?"
"What?" She asked as she looked up at me. "Gerald, no. I've only gone on a few dates with him and I-I..."
I stood up, pacing around her room as I ran a hand through my hair.
"Do you still love me?" I asked as I turned, my back facing to her. "Because I still love you. I think about you all the god damn time, and I know I fucked up. I get it. It's my fault that you're in his arms and not mine."
"Gerald," she said softly as she got up off the bed. "Gerald, look at me..." she said as she reached out for my hand.
I pulled away from her and turned around, looking down at her.
"You didn't answer my question," I said softly. "Do you still love me?"
Tears filled her eyes as she continued to meet my gaze. She didn't look away as she prepared to answer me, which made me even more nervous.
"Yes," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I do. So much, that it scares me," she said as she wiped her eyes. "But...we can't be together, Gerald. It's too unstable. It's not good for either of us," she said as she wrapped her arms around my torso.
I picked her up, sitting her on her bed and wrapping her legs around my waist.
"That doesn't mean I can't show you how I'm trying to change," I muttered, my breath shaky as I tilted her chin up, pulling her face close to mine as I softly kissed her, slowly tugging on her bottom lip as I rested my hands on her hips. "I just want you to be happy..." I murmured as I kissed her again.
She looped her arms around my neck and pulled me closer to her body, but I gently pushed her back on the bed and climbed on top of her, holding myself up with my hand on the side of her.
"I'm happy right now," she whispered as she connected our lips again.
I ran a hand through her hair, which I hadn't done since before she cut it. It felt weird tangling my fingers in her short hair, but it was still beautiful. And it always will be.
I moved my hand down her abdomen, slipping it up her shirt and sliding my hand over her warm stomach and up her breasts, disconnecting our lips for a brief second to pull her shirt off. I stopped for a second to admire her half-naked body.
"Still as beautiful as ever," I hummed as I leaned down, kissing her again, my facial hair brushing slightly against her cheek, causing her to laugh and scratch my head slightly. "Are you okay with this?"
She nodded as she reached behind her back, unclipping her bra and tossing it to the floor.
"I'm okay, Gerald," she reassured me. "Just kiss me again."
I leaned down, kissing her gently as my hand stroked her cheek. I pulled away, running my thumb across it as I looked into her eyes.
"Your wish is my command," I laughed as I slipped my hand into her leggings, pushing them down and reaching by her feet to pull them off. "I was right, no panties."
She rolled her eyes and slipped her hands up the t-shirt I was wearing. I wiggled my arms out of it and let her tug it off my head.
"You're gonna ruin the moment," she laughed as she ran her hands down my abdomen, her fingers tracing my abs, which made me shiver. "I haven't seen you naked in awhile..."
"I was just thinking the same," I laughed as I watched her unzip my jeans and push them down.
I stood up, stepping out of them and pulling my boxers down before climbing back on top of her. Nervously, I leaned down and kissed her again, snaking my hand between her thighs and rubbing her softly with two fingers for a few seconds before pushing myself inside her gently at first.
She gasped loudly, linking her arms around my neck again as I rested my head between her breasts, trailing kisses up to her neck.
"G-Gerald," she stuttered, spreading her legs as she knotted her fingers in my hair. "O-oh..."
My hand went for her throat, but I stopped myself and went for her hips instead, holding them down.
"Shh, baby girl," I muttered against her neck as I pushed her hips down. I pushed myself all the way inside her, thrusting softly.
"A-Ahhh," she panted, keeping her hands on my shoulders as she tried to press her hips against mine. I held them down again, groaning at the feeling of her breasts against my chest.
I started to trail kisses up her neck again to her lips, stopping to nibble at her earlobe, smirking at her reactions.
"I missed your sounds," I muttered against her lips as I slowly started to thrust a little faster once I knew she was comfortable. "God, I love you, Rachel.."
"I-I love you, Gerald," she repeated, which caused my heart to skip a beat.
She groaned loudly when I reached down, rubbing her as I thrust in and out of her.
"I-I'm getting ready to cum, " I warned her. "Are you alright?"
I watched her nod as she dug her toes into the sheets, spreading her legs once again as she moved her hands down my hip bones, digging her nails into them.
I came inside of her, smirking to myself as she followed my lead seconds later. I pulled out and reached up, stroking a hand through her hair as I laid down next to her on the bed.
She groaned and rolled over on her stomach, burying her head into the pillow.
"I forgot how long it's been," she muttered, her voice muffled by the pillow. "That was different."
I laughed as I rubbed her back, pulling the covers over our bodies with my other hand.
"Take a nap, Rach, you need it," I said as I kissed the side of her head, closing my eyes as I slowly played with her hair.
"I need you," she muttered before she drifted off to sleep.