Requested by heartpunker123
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'So then I would do this.' Peter hit the drums. 'And then Paul does his stuff and I should do this.' He hit them again making a different sound.
'Yeah, you're right.' Paul agreed.
They continued to discuss things about how the song should sound. But all I could do was focus on Peter and his moves.
It is hard to be around him because he doesn't know that I have feelings for him. But I can't tell him about them.
'Earth to Stephanie.' Ace waved his hands in front of me.
'Oh. Sorry, I spaced out.' I mumbled.
'That's usually my resort, don't steal it.' He laughed. 'You thinking about him, don't you?' He lowered his voice.
'You could be a detective.' I said sarcastically.
'Ha, ha, ha.' He rolled his eyes. 'Why don't you just tell him?' He motioned towards Peter.
'You do realize that he's married, right?' I looked at him with furrowed brows.
'Well, that never stopped him.' He shrugged.
'What?!' I shouted.
And I shouldn't have.
'What's the problem Steph?' Peter stood up from his seat.
'Nothing.' I blushed. 'We have some talking to do later.' I whispered to Ace.
'You sure?' Peter asked again.
'Yes.' I grinned and he shrugged.
'Ace, get yo ass here.' Gene said.
'Gotta go.' Ace sighed and left me alone on the couch.
But I didn't mind it. Because if he would've stayed a few more seconds I would have dragged him out of the studio to get all the information for myself.
So instead I went outside for a little walk. I needed fresh air. I took a quick walk around the block then after half an hour - or what seemed like half an hour - I went back inside.
'Where were you?' Peter's voice made me look up from the floor.
'I went for a walk.' I smiled shyly. 'Where are the others?' I peeked into the room above his shoulder.
'They went back to the apartment.' He said.
'Oh. And why did you stay?' I looked back at him.
'Someone has to take you back to your flat.' He twirled the car keys on his index finger with a big grin on his face.
'Oh. I forgot.' I blushed and walked past him to collect my stuff from the couch. 'We can go.' I reappeared next to him.
He put his left arm around my shoulders and we walked out to his car. I can drive but I don't have a car and I don't really like to drive. So instead they're taking me home every night. They even have arranged shifts for it.
But somehow in the last couple of days Peter always made an excuse to drive me home. And little does he know that it's both a blessing and a curse. I can barely find the right words when I'm around him.
'The boys were worried though.' He spoke up.
'Why?' I asked dumbfounded.
'You were gone for almost an hour and a half.' He stopped at a red light.
'I needed air.' I blurted out.
'You got enough then.' He laughed.
I just smiled and didn't say anything.
We soon arrived to my flat. I took out my keys from my bag and unlocked the door.
'Want some beer?' I asked when I opened the door.
'Sure. Why not?' He chuckled.
We went inside the house and he sat on the sofa. I went to the kitchen and grabbed two bottles of beer from the fridge.
'Why did ya leave really?' He opened the bottles.
I sat down next to him, facing each other.
'It was nothing.' I grabbed the bottle from him.
'People don't disappear for hours just because they needed fresh air.' He smirked.
'But I do.' I took a sip from my beer.
'You really think you can convince me that you're alright?' He raised a brow.
'I can try.' I shrugged with a playful smile on my face.
'Try harder.' He moved closer to me.
His face was inches away from mine. He was smirking and soon laid back again and took a big gulp from his drink.
And my heart began to pound heavily in my chest. And it stayed like that for the rest of the night.
'You know -' He moved closer to me and placed his head on my right shoulder. 'I really think this album's gonna be bomb.' He pushed my leg with his repeatedly.
'All of your albums has been hits though.' I admitted.
I was too focused on ignoring his closeness but my speedy heart reminded me of it.
'You think so?' He took another sip.
'Sure. You've got a lot of fans thanks to those albums.' I drank the rest of my beer.
'Yeah, but...' He trailed off. 'Never mind.' He moved away suddenly.
We talked for an hour or more and he soon got up from the couch.
'I should get going. Lydia's probably worried.' He juggled with his car key again.
'Sure. See ya tomorrow.' I said a little sad as I hugged him.
'Yeah.' He said and kissed my cheek.
But the kiss was dangerously close to my lips. My legs started to shake a little but I managed to get a hold of myself.
'Goodnight.' He waved and left the house.
As soon as the door closed I dropped to the floor. He almost kissed me. Almost. I'm pretty sure it was unintentional but still it made my heart go wild and also my thoughts as well.
The next day I was more anxious than ever. He was behaving differently the night before so I didn't know what expect today.
'Stephanie!' Ace got up from the floor when he saw me entering the room.
'Ace!' I copied his excitement.
He ran up to me and enveloped me in a tight hug.
'I was worried about you yesterday.' He pouted.
'It happens.' I shrugged.
'Yeah, where were you?' Paul appeared behind Ace.
'Jesus, I just went for a walk. Don't make it into something that it's not.' I rolled my eyes.
'Don't bite our heads off.' Paul raised his voice a little.
'Sorry.' I sighed.
'Sit yo ass down and listen to this.' We heard Gene.
Both Ace and Paul went to pick up their guitars and they started to play. They played for two minutes than stopped.
'Damn.' Was all that left my mouth.
'I guess you liked it.' Ace laughed.
'Liked it? I love it! What's the title?' I asked.
'Detroit Rock City.' Gene said proudly. 'We just need to finish it and write the lyrics.' He shrugged.
'I fuckin love it already.' I cheered as I walked towards them.
'Glad you love it.' Ace hugged me.
'I'll need to talk to you later.' I tried to whisper into his ear and he just nodded.
I then sat back on the couch and listened to them playing half-done songs and argue about lyrics. I usually didn't do anything there. I was just laying around in the studio with them.
My job didn't really require me to be there as I work at my father's shop. He just needed me when new packages came in to sign papers as the shop runs under my name.
The hours went by and it was finally me and Ace alone in the little place.
'What did you want to talk about, Steph?' He put the guitars back to their place.
'About Peter.' I sighed.
'What about him?' He asked.
'I wanna tell him how I feel about him.' I buried my face into my hands.
'Wow. That's a ballsy move.' He raised his brows in surprise.
'No shit, Sherlock.' I rolled my eyes. 'Anyway. I wrote a little letter about it last night. Would you read it?' I asked him.
'Sure.' He walked towards me and grabbed the paper from my hand.
He read it then put it in his back pocket.
'Hey! I need that!' I raised my voice.
'No, you don't.' He shook his head. 'Let's play a game.' He suggested. 'Let's pretend that I'm Peter. You remain yourself. Go ahead. Tell me how you feel about him.' He stood in front of me with his hands crossed in front of his chest.
'Fineee.' I whined as I got up on my feet. 'I wanted to tell you something for a while now.' I looked at the ground. 'I know you have a wife but... Ace, I can't do that.' I stopped.
'Yes, you can. Try again.' He gave me a reassuring smile.
I took a deep breath and started from the beginning.
'I need to tell you something I can't keep as a secret anymore. I know you have a wife but I need to get it off my chest. I really like you. Like really really like you. I might be in love with you. I don't want it to effect our friendship but I had to tell you.' I told Ace my full confession.
'Not bad. But say the friendship thing before you start it.' He smiled. 'I'm sure he'll understand it.' He said.
'I really hope I'm not fuckin up anything.' I sighed.
'You're not.' Ace hugged me. 'Come on. Let's get you home.' He laughed.
He drove me home but didn't stay as he promised Jeanette that he would be home by 3pm. I walked inside my house and sat on the couch. My mind was going nuts.
I was afraid that I would ruin things if I tell Peter my feelings. But my thoughts were interrupted by a loud banging on my door.
'Jesus, stop!' I yelled as I got up to open the door.
'Are you out of your fuckin mind?!' Peter bulged into my living room.
'What are you talking about?' I closed the door and followed him.
'He has a wife, Stephanie! A wife! He's a married man!' He shouted furiously.
'Okay. Calm the fuck down!' I ordered him. 'What the fuck are you talking about?' I asked him again.
'I heard you two talkin. Well, mostly you.' He lowered his voice a little.
And then it clicked. He was talking about the conversation I had with Ace. And he completely misunderstood the situation.
'I wasn't -' I tried to speak up.
'Why him? You deserve someone better.' He stood in front of me.
'Why were you eavesdropping? Anyway, you misunderstood the whole thing.' I said.
'How could I misunderstand it? You told him you love him regardless of his wife!' He kept shouting.
'Peter! Shut up! I wasn't confessing anything to him! I was practicing how should I tell you my feelings and Ace was helping me!' I raised my voice which made him shut up and flinch at the same time.
'What?' He blinked.
'Yes! I'm in love with you.' My lips were trembling. 'But it doesn't matter because you have Lydia.' I shrugged.
'Me too.' He said and I looked at him dumbfounded. 'I rephrase it. I'm in love with you too.' He grinned.
'What? I don't understand. What about Lydia?' I blinked repeatedly trying to comprehend what he said.
'She's my wife.' He shrugged. 'But I'm in love with you.' He put his hands on both sides of my face.
'What?' I whispered.
'Why do you think I always took you home and stayed for beer? Yeah, I adore Lydia but damn girl...' He put his hands onto my waist and kept walking closer and closer making me go backwards until my back reached the hard concrete. 'Have you taken a look at yourself in the mirror lately?' The tip of his nose met mine.
'N-no.' I sighed.
'You really should have.' He said in a husky voice.
The next thing I knew was that he kissed me heavily. The kiss was heated and it boiled my blood in my veins.
'P-peter.' I moved away as much as I could.
'Yes?' His raspy voice really sounded sexy at this moment.
'You really meant what you said?' I looked into his eyes shyly.
'Of fuckin course.' He smirked and kissed me again.
Each time he kissed me it was more and more passionate.
'You're so beautiful.' He purred into my ear and then he started to leave pleasurable bite marks on my neck that made me gasp.
'P-peter. We... Shouldn't.' I panted.
'No, sugar. We definitely should.' He whispered into my ear and his grip on my waist tightened.
I wanted to say something but he spun me around so quickly that the next thing I knew was we were on the bed.
It was a magical night but we really needed to talk about what happened. And that's what we did in the morning.
Did we tell Lydia or the others? Well, Ace surely knew it.
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AN: im so sorry u had to wait so loong but uhm school got me pretty busy lately. I hope u liked it💕💕