Chapter 33: Hair
Stepping out of the bathroom in tracksuit bottoms and socks; pushing a towel through my wet hair, I saw Kendall lying down on her bunk. In leggings and a 'The Cab' rolling stones tee shirt you can't really see that she's not eating properly. In fact since she's got her phone out and she's on her back - well she looks like she did just before leaving New York.
I had gone for a shower after we got back from the photo shoot - after getting some clothes from my bunk and ignoring Brody's extremely inappropriate comment. The photo shoot took longer than expected because David's boss decided he wants solo pictures as well. Only after we had gotten changed into our normal clothes. This time professional make up artists were brought in to make us look like we're all bruised and then he also wanted pictures of Kendall and I for the set of the house.
We got back pretty late and we all split out into the trailers. I worried about Kendall all day, the cameras following us round constantly didn't help - especially when we were filmed eating. I kept a hand on Kendall's thigh and tried to hide the glances towards her. She would give me a reassuring squeeze on my hand or smile at me and that was enough for me to know that she was all right.
I know Kendall; people need her more then she needs them. But it was only a certain amount of time before something like this was bound to happen - now I don't know what to do. I didn't think that she would be this important in my life, I didn't think I would get this far. Now all I'm trying to help her, but it might backfire on the both of us.
I threw the towel down on top of their laundry basket that's filled to the top anyway - I swear none of us actually do our washing...
"You okay?" I asked Kendall, turning round to face her whilst leaning against the counter top.
"Mhm." She nodded and then reached over to her side. She brought out a packet of crisps and then smiled triumphantly, scrunching up the packet to show it's empty. I laughed as she threw the packet on the floor and childishly stuck her tongue out at it.
"What do I get for that?" She asked locking her phone and throwing it over onto the arm chair. I raised an eyebrow at her in confusion and she huffed before throwing up her arms. I smiled and crawled on top of her, using my forearms to keep me up whilst hers arms went round my neck.
"Well done baby." I kissed the tip of her nose and she smiled up at me. "That must have not been easy."
"It wasn't." She replied. "But I'm trying, I want to get back to normal."
"Just promise you won't rush it." I mumbled with my cheek against hers. "I don't want you getting worse."
I felt her arms tighten round my neck and burrowed my face into her hair. There's a faint smell of hairspray but her perfume from her neck mixes with it to make it smell better.
"I promise." She whispered. I smiled and kissed her collarbone, then we fell in silence. Holding her like this is something I thought I'd never be able to do. Sure when we were friends we had shared a bed but we were apart from each other and nothing happened. Now though I've woken up and either seen her curled up by my side or felt a tsunami of sadness wash over me when she's not there.
"Zack?" Kendall cut into the silence, nearly making me jump.
"Yeah?" My lips scraped across her collar as I spoke, the corners of my mouth twitched up when I saw the faint shiver.
"Can you do something for me?" I pulled back and my eyes locked with hers, my pulse quickening. I nodded slowly and bit my lip as my eyes flicked from hers to her lips, then back up again.
"Can you kiss me?" She whispered faintly and I grinned with my lip still between my teeth. Slowly I lowered my lips against hers and moved them together slowly. My stomach flipped, my heart raced and my mind went blank like all the time whenever I kiss her. It could be a quick peck and it will still do the job of making me feel lost yet complete all at the same.
I've realized that whenever we kiss I end up taking control and yet Kendall doesn't try and take any of it so I wasn't surprised when I found my self pressing her hard against the mattress, no space between us what-so-ever making me back arch downwards and my hand curling a block of her hair in my fist.
This kiss itself... mind blowing. I wasn't aware of anything else except her mouth on mine and her hands hanging loosely from the strap of my jogging bottoms. I groaned as her fingers came in contact with my skin, the chills running across my whole body. Accidentally I pulled at her hair and she whimpered but she lent her chin up and the kiss got rougher so I didn't argue with her.
Now saying that Kendall and I have kissed enough times for me to know what way to kiss her would be sugar coating it. Kendall and I have kissed enough times for me to know her lips better than I know myself. I know every small dent, every line, every curve and every movement. I know what parts to bite and when to get her moaning. I know what parts to run my tongue over to get her fully under my control and I know which parts to pay most attention to so that she'll tug at my hair.
And let me tell you something... she's been doing all of those in the space of two minutes.
I had no clue what my other hand was doing until it was on her back and sliding up her shirt, her skin warm against my fingers. Even though I'm in control of the kiss doesn't mean that I'm in control of myself and I don't know what washed over, all I know is that I couldn't take it anymore.
Tracing her bottom lip with my tongue and then taking it between her teeth I pinched the bottom of her spine and a low growl came from the back of my throat. She seemed to know exactly what it meant and then her mouth was open and my tongue was battling against hers.
This just made my whole body jumble up. Sure our kisses have been deep and rough but never this deep, kissing was all we've done - not full on making out like this. Cupping the back of her neck with the hand that was in her hair I squeezed down just a bit and Kendall's hands were up in my hair, wounding her small, thin fingers into the damp hairs.
I moaned as her hand pulled slightly and I'm mentally thanking Brody for getting Katy out of here tonight. Seriously, I have no idea what has gotten into me tonight. I've not got enough confidence to do this on a normal day. I'm 14, this is not on my daily agenda.
But do I wish it was...
Trailing kisses from her lips down to her neck, Kendall's grip on my hair tightened until I pushed the shoulder of her tee shirt down and worked on her collarbone. I didn't leave any marks, don't think I didn't know how to.
A) I'm a boy. It's like we're born knowing how to make a hickey and love bits.
and B) It doesn't take a genius to suck on a bit of skin and bite down on it.
Instead I kept nibbling until I found a couple sweet spots of hers, the exact places were instantly stored in my mind and I grinned before kissing her mouth once again.
Neither one of us have breathed this hard in ages, I don't think. The last time was probably when we were at the sprinting races for the school. However this has been so much more fun. Pulling away finally I lent my forehead against hers, my back still arched downwards onto her stomach. My hands either side of her head to keep myself steady and her nails digging into my bare back.
I closed my eyes as she spoke. "If that's what I get for eating crisps then the world will be out of crisps."
I laughed and shook my head. "Baby, anytime you want that again just tell me." I opened my eyes and looked at her tired green ones. "God... you're amazing."
She smiled and lent up, a slow and short kiss was planted against my lips as my eyes closed yet again. "So are you."
That's how we ended up with me on my back, her cheek pressed to mine and her body on top of me. Our legs tangled together and her hands in my hair whilst mine were wrapped round her waist. That was how I fell asleep and let's just say I had a very good dream.