Beautiful Apparation (Tony Perry FF)

twenty-eight

My body aches. Yesterday was pretty crazy. I sit up realizing I still didn't see Tony last night. I get up, immediately searching all the rooms. Daryl follows, as if helping me try to find him. I feel ridiculous. Why am I wasting my time? The only way I'll be able to see him is if he wants me to. He's probably not even here. Where he goes? I'm not sure, but I don't want to know either. It might scare me.

My phone goes off, breaking me from my thoughts. A notification from Instagram. This is weird for me since I rarely use the damn thing. The last photo I posted was at least over fourteen weeks ago. It was of my food too, typical me. I click on the notifications and see that Hannah tagged me in a photo.

It was a picture of all of us on the beach. Adam took the photo. I start to collect my memories. It was coming around that time, the sun was nearly gone, and everyone was drunk off their asses. Adam, (drunk himself), just told all of us to jump in. Lynn was the only one absent from the photo since she had to leave early.

I wasn't aware of how many followers Hannah had until I looked at the number of likes. Over 15,000 likes?! Yikes, and I look like shit in this photo. Or maybe that's just me being the self conscious loser I am.

I glance at the comments. Apparently, I'm the only unknown face in this photo, which doesn't surprise me.

Who's she?

Why is she so close to Tyler? GO AWAY.

Groupies. -.-

Guys who cares who she is, look at SHIRTLESS AUSTIN <3

She's hot. (;

You name it, I got it. This also earned me a lot of followers too. I wish I had this thing on private. There's no point in doing it now. It's weird to think people are probably stalking the forty-three posts I have. Some have already spammed me. Guess I'm going to have to turn my notifications off.

"Hey, you have fans." His soft voice comes from behind me.

I hug him before anything else. His scent is intoxicating. I'm always curious to how it just stays there, not wearing off.

"I missed you Turtle."

Before he can respond my phone goes off. I sigh, pulling away from his embrace. Jaime's face pops on my screen, a picture we took together at New Years. I answer it, wondering what he could want. We haven't talked since that night at the concert. Rarely talked actually, all because of Lilly. I push her to the back of my mind.

"Hello?"

"Are you home?" He asks quickly.

"Yea, what's up?"

"I'm outside. Mind unlocking the door?"

He hangs up before I can respond.

"He's outside," I tell Tony.

He disappears. From the kitchen window I can see Jaime nearly sprinting to the front of my house, his hoodie up. I go to the door to unlock it. What the hell is going on?

I open the door and close it once he's in. He paces in between the small hallway before taking off his sweater and approaching me.

"What's goin-"

I'm silenced by his lips. Inside I'm screaming for him to stop but I couldn't say anything. I'm stunned. I just let it happen, that's not even the worse part. I allow him to take off my shirt and kiss me over and over again.

"Jaime, please-"

He stops suddenly, taking a few steps back, combing his hair with his hands.

"That scent," He finally says. "I'd recognize that anywhere." Now he's going to tear up.

No, don't say it.

"Tony," He mumbles.

>>>

After repeating myself over what felt like 1,000 times to Jaime that he was hallucinating, he let it go. But I could tell he's still upset. The most awkward part of this is that he's tearing up into my chest, my shirt is still off. Yea, I have a bra on but my shirt is off. He came here for another reason, I'm still trying to figure that out.

"I've been thinking a lot about him lately," He sighs. "I don't know what's gotten into me. He was my best friend."

"Did you really come over just to do that?" I ask, trying to keep Tony's name out of the conversation. Might sound rude, but I need to know. Tony is probably watching us at this very second, thinking exactly what I am.

"I'm sorry," He begins. "Lilly hasn't been true to me like I thought she was. We haven't really called it off yet but-"

"You wanted payback?" I didn't want to say it, but it's crystal clear now.

"It sounds way horrible when you say it out loud," He chuckles sitting up on the couch. Finally, he's off my bare chest.

"Cause it is." I'm being stern. Nobody likes being used, unless they're in a cult or are just sick.

He goes quiet again.

"I swear I'm sorry. Best friends again?"

"Yes doofus. But now I must give you my best friend advice. Dump her before she does it to you. Trust me, it'll feel like a weight has been lifted off your chest."

His eyes light up.

"Why don't you help me?"

>>>

As soon as he's gone, I look for my favorite green shirt he threw somewhere.

I hear Tony clear his throat from behind me. I turn to see my shirt in his hand. I go to grab it but he puts it high in the air. No powers needed, he's just naturally taller than me.

"Tony, stop teasing. Can I please have my shirt?"

"Kiss me first. We need to get rid of his DNA," He jokes, leaning down.

Before our lips can touch, his hand lowers just enough for me to grab my shirt and take off into the room. I put it back on in the process and hop on my bed. Tony is next to me seconds later.

"You're the real tease." He grabs my waist and pulls me closer.

"So what do you think?" I ask.

"About what?"

"Should I help out Jaime with his problem? I'll only do it if you're okay with it." It is practically cheating on him.

He's quiet for a moment. "As long as you don't fall in love with the kid, I don't see a problem with it."

"So you're saying I can hold hands with him? Hug him? Kiss him?"

"Audrey."

"Yea?"

"Shut up."

I roll my eyes and he kisses me without a warning. "I hate but love when you do that." He smiles. That damn smile.

"And I hate but love when you do that," I retort. I'd know that stupid, adorable grin anywhere.

He laughs, still not breaking his grin. Then he had a straight face.

"What now?"

"It's past your bed time. You have work tomorrow."

"Okay Mom."

I roll my eyes again and he smiles. We both do this on purpose, to make each other crazy. It works. A half hour later is when I go to sleep, his bare body up against mine.

I wish it remained that way.

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guys i probably can't and won't ever do actual smut cause i'm awkward af.

yikes guys i'm in a crisis. working and school dont mix well :/

party city is actually pretty fun though. i got them to play muse radio on pandora for the whole store to hear cx