International Love

Chapter 11

“Are you ready?” Dr. Zenoni said, “The swelling has gone down, the bruising is gone, I think you’re ready.”

I nodded and slightly smiled.

“Good. Now say, ‘My name is Ivy Andersen and I am in Harmony Dreams.” She said.

I haven’t spoken since the Grammys. I’ve spoken one line and it was to call Lacey a jealous b***h. I could barely speak then. Hopefully I could now.

Speaking of Grammys, we won every single one of the categories we were nominated in. We had a clean sweep. We would all get 6 Grammys of our own that would come at a later date. The joy of getting not one or two but six Grammys was an overwhelming feeling. The whole night turned around even after the stunt Lacey pulled with my hologram.

We were slated to leave for New York two days earlier than planned because we ended up booking a performance on ‘The Morning Show’ but my fate of performing was all determined by what Dr.Zenoni had to say at today’s appointment.

“My name is Ivy Andersen and I am in Harmony Dreams.” I mustered out. It was raspy but there and much better than it was the night of the Grammys.

Dr. Zenoni smiled and started typing on her computer, “I say take it easy the next couple of days and by the time you get to New York for your performance you should be good to go.”

I smiled and looked over to Derek, “I can perform again.”

“You can perform again, baby.” He smiled, “I’m ready to have you back at my side.”

“Let me get your clearance forms and I will get you all on your way.” Dr. Zenoni said exiting the room.

I looked over at Derek and smiled. I was excited to get to perform again. I was excited to resume normal activities. Most importantly I was excited to have a normal conversation with my band mates and my boyfriend.

“I’m going to talk your ear off.” I smiled.

“I expected nothing less.” Derek smiled kissing my temple.

Once Dr. Zenoni returned with my release forms, Derek and I headed home to start packing. We were leaving in a couple days and had absolutely nothing packed. I also had to take one last walk through my home before it gets demolished. It was scheduled to be completely wiped out while we were on tour. I had plans to rebuild when we returned from tour.

When we got to my house it didn’t look the same. My once gorgeous house was now half charred. I didn’t want to walk through it. I didn’t want to even go inside.

“Let’s get this over with.” I groaned getting out of the car.

For once my home didn’t have paparazzi swarming it. Since I hadn’t been staying there, they didn’t have a need to be there. It was nice to go to a place and not be swarmed. Sometimes I wish I didn’t sign the contract. Then I’d have a normal life. But then again, I never would’ve had my parents around.

Walking through the house was heartbreaking. The living room was destroyed since it was attached to the kitchen. The kitchen was destroyed. Everything was black and destroyed. I felt tears well up in my eyes as Derek took my hand in his. We continued walking around looking through things trying to find something I missed.

“Let’s go upstairs. I don’t see anything I want down here.” I said.

When we got up to my room it was just the way I left it the night my house burned down. The bed unmade but my closet was empty since I was staying with Derek. I looked through my closet and through my bathroom but it looks like I managed to get everything that I needed. I plopped down on my bed and just looked around.

“I have an idea.” Derek said sitting next to me.

“Okay.” I said looking at him, “What is it?”

“You’ve already been staying with me for a couple of months.” He began, “So what if you just move in with me? Like really move in. Not just as my friend but as my girlfriend.”

“Derek, we’ve only been together for two months. I haven’t slept in the same bed as you. We haven’t even had sex.” I said, “I don’t know how I feel about that.”

“Ivy, it wouldn’t be any different than if you were there as my friend. We might as well do it now rather than later.”

“Derek, I,”

Before I could finish my sentence Derek was next to me kissing my lips softly. He ran his tongue over my bottom lips asking for permission. I parted my lips and soon our lips were moving in sync. He pulled me closer to his body as our mouths continued to dance together.

He pulled away and looked me in the eyes, “I love you more than anything in this world. Please move in with me.”

“You love me?” I whispered. He nodded and I smiled, “I love you, too.”

Our lips came together again and something in me sparked. I put my arms around his and deepened the kiss. As our tongues danced together I brought my hands to his shirt and started unbuttoning it. I took his shirt off and broke the kiss so I could look at him. I ran my hands over his abs and he lifted my shirt over my head revealing my breasts since I didn’t have a bra on. He swirled his tongue around my erect n****e and I let out a small moan. I felt the bulge in his shorts and ran my hands over it. He moaned through the kiss and my hands went to the button on his pants.

“Are you sure?” He asked.

“Yes.” I said breathlessly.

He lied me on my back and was hovering over me. He kissed what seemed like every inch of my body. He pulled off my shorts and kissed my thighs then he pulled off my panties. Before I knew it his face was between my legs. I felt his tongue tease around my aching bud of nerves and he was making me feel things I’d never felt before.

I was so close to my finish when he stopped and pulled away.

“Why did you stop?” I groaned.

“I want to feel every bit of your finish.” He whispered kissing my lips as I tasted myself on his mouth.

He pulled off his basketball shorts and boxers and he was blessed in that department that was for sure. He hovered over me again as he put his tip at my entrance.

“This is going to hurt. But I promise you’ll be okay.” He said.

He entered me and I felt pain immediately. Tears rolled out of my eyes as he pulled out and entered me again but this time it didn’t hurt as much. After a few more times of the same motion, the pain turned to pleasure.

“Yes yes yes.” I moaned as Derek pumped in and out.

The more Derek filled my body with himself the more I felt my release coming. He sped up his thrusting. I felt my walls clench over him and I felt a release of pleasure I’ve never felt before. Not long after Derek found his release and he collapsed on my chest.

I ran my fingers through his hair as we laid there. I felt so relaxed. Like things were finally getting straight.

“Your lungs work.” He mumbled.

Moment ruined.

“Damn it Derek, you couldn’t just let the moment continue.” I laughed slapping him.

“You know me.” He responded, “So are you going to move in with me?” He asked looking up at me.