《Guitar Cry: A Cody Simpson Love Story》Guitar Cry: Chapter (22)
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Here I was -- running hand in hand with Cody out of the airport, our breaths turning into heavy pants as our feet quickened their pace. I don't exactly know what we were running from, but it didn't matter; because we were doing it together.
The automatic doors slid open and we nearly jumped out of the building. I saw a black limo parked illegally on the sidewalk in front of the airport. The back door opened before we reached the limousine, Alli's head popping out in excitement.
Her mouth widened in an 'O' shape as she climbed onto a chaise lounge chair infront of the leathered limo seat. I moved up after her, Cody carefully making his way behind me. He shut the door with as much force as he could before yelling, "Go!"
The engine roared to life as the limousine began driving off -- causing me to fall head-first into Alli's stomach. She gently pushed me backward, helping me sit up straight again. After looking me over twice, her head snapped in Cody's direction. "This is so cool!" She shrieked.
"Why?" He asked, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion.
Alli's eyes lit up with excitement. "Because we're kidnapping Santa!"
A devilish grin appeared on my face as I cocked my head sideways toward Cody. "I'd never expect you to do such a naughty thing," I teased.
"If you think that's naughty, then just wait until we get back to the hotel." He beamed, sending me a flirtacious wink. "And in my defense, it technically wasn't kidnapping. You agreed to coming with me."
I let out an innocent gasp. "That's because you told me I had no choice!"
"So you're saying if I hadn't said that, you wouldn't be aside me right now?" He playfully asked.
No. I would have left with him in a heart-beat.
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"That's exactly what I'm saying," I lightheartedly said. It was oblivious that the two of us were only playing around.
He leaned his face closer toward mine, our lips only several centimeters apart. "Oh really?
"Yes really," I mischievously smirked. I rolled over so that I was ontop of him, my legs straddling either side of his body.
His hands edged along my waist, settling down on my lower back. "Then maybe this will change your mind," he said before closing the gap in between us and bearing down his lips onto mine. This kiss was more softer and candy-coated than the one we shared last night.
Someone letting out a startled cough caused the two of us to break apart.
". . .I'm gonna go and check if Niall has more space up front."
Cody and I grinned sinfully before I pressed my lips against his luscious ones again.
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I threw my iPhone across the room, causing it to land on the hotel bed. I sighed as I sunk into the chair even lower.
I didn't realize I was alone in the room until I heard the door close. Cody was immediately at my side, looking up into my eyes. His eyes matched my worried ones. "Hey, baby," he cooed, taking my hands into his. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing is wrong." I assured him.
Nothing truly was wrong. I had Cody again, which was all I've been wanting for the past two months. If anything, I should have been jumping up and down with joy.
"You threw the one thing you love more than me across the room." He gently smiled. "Something is definitely wrong."
I let out a stressful sigh. "I'm okay, I promise. It's just that. . ."
"Just that?"
"I don't know how much time we're going to have together." His mouth opened as his face fell, the color on his skin draining quickly.
I giggled at how worried he was. "No, love -- I didn't mean it like that!" I quickly said. Once his breathing steadied, I continued. "What I meant was, when I go back home, I'm gonna be dead."
"Why do you think you're going home so soon?" He asked, his left arching upward in a suggestive way.
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I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "Simpson-say-what?"
"I was thinking that you and I need a break from everything. From my job, your family, the paparazzi -- the world." His lips were now curved upward into a sly smile.
I couldn't help but smile too. The whole idea of this sounded too good to be true. "Care to explain?"
"I want to take steps backward. I feel like going back in time, before I became who I am today." I still didn't understand where he was going with this.
I cupped his cheeks with my hands. "You still are the same funny, caring, admirable and over-all amazing Cody Simpson that I first met nine years ago who still manages to take my breath away."
"Keep going. . ." He teased. "I'm only kidding. Or am I?" Nope, he wasn't. Cody loved fishing for compliments; and that was one of things I also loved about him. "And in order to do all of that. . .we need to go back to the beginning. The place where you also knew me as that surfer boy."
It suddenly all clicked in my head now. "You want to go to Australia?"
He jokingly made a ding-ding-ding noise as he nodded his head. "Only if you agree," he said.
"I think a break is what the two of us really need." I grinned in agreement.
Cody wrapped his hands on my wrist. "But I don't want you to be worrying the whole time we're there," He said. "When your family's plane arrives in Hawaii, we'll call them to let you know that you're okay. I know your dad is gonna be mad at first; but wouldn't any father who's protective over their daughter act the same way? They know I'm a good kid, so I promise you they won't be mad at first."
He was right. He couldn't have said anything better. If I wasn't willing at first, I definitely was right now. I couldn't help but smile cheekily at him. He took all of the words I was going to say right out of my mouth. Cody returned the same goofy look; but I knew he was thinking something perverted right now.
". . .So, since I've kidnapped you, you have to do whatever I say."
All of this sounded so kinky. I rolled my eyes internally. Might as well go with it. "What ever you say, Simpson."
"That's Sargent Simpson to you," he corrected; humor clear in his voice.
I made my way out of his grasp, slowly stepping backward. "What are you gonna do, S-Sargent Simpson?" I tried to keep my voice straight, but I couldn't help it when it cracked. I desperately needed to laugh right now.
"Oh, I want to do a-lot of things," he said, adding emphasis to 'a-lot'. Gosh, I still don't understand why I love this perverted boy so much. "If only you'd let me."
I promise I wasn't planning this out! I didn't know I fell backward onto the bed until he was hovering over me, grabbing onto my wrists gently. We're only teenagers, for Pete's sake! Even though a lot of teenagers our age had lost their v-cards years ago, Cody and I knew we wouldn't take our relationship a step further until we were both ready.
(A/N: *cough, cough* you hear that *cough, cough* Kk *cough, cough* laura?)
I was ready. And I'm sure he was too. We were both in-love, and knew we would be together for the rest of our lives; there was no doubt about it. But still, we chose not to. But. . .ask me that question again in five years, and I'd probably laugh in your face.
We were only teasing.
"Well, who's stopping you?"
Cody began leaving butterfly kisses down my neck until the door bursted open. He sat up straight and glared at the person at the door.
"I'm stopping you." Alli said, puffing out her stomach and sticking out her chin as if she were Super Man. The red cape tied around her neck didn't help either.
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A/N: They're so cute! :') D'awhh
Soo here's the name for my next story:
How'd you get to be so fly?
How'd you get to shine so bright, girl?
How'd you get to look like that,
. . . Heaven don't you call her back.
Contest: The usual. . .just comment ;D
I love you guys!
HCHC,
CodySimpsonsAngel
P.S: To my new readers, HCHC means Hugs and Cody. Like Hugs and Kisses. Get it? Yeah? No? You don't? Oh . . That's awkward.
BYE GUISE! (:
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