Chapter 12:

Aston’s POV:

Eleven days.

That’s totalled this situation for one whole month since (Your name) has been missing.

She was kidnapped at the beginning of the month and all this time, we haven’t got any sign of her.

I was sat on the end of my bed, with me head in my hands in the hotel where (Your name) was taken. I’d been pinging from England to this hotel for this past month, but it isn’t doing anything... Besides how would it do anything?
I was thinking things through, when I came down to the decision I hoped I’d never have to make. Yeah the magazines are gonna get hold of it straight away, but at the end of the day... I had to do it, and unfortunately it will break mine and Claire’s hearts.

Sighing, I grabbed my IPhone that was sitting next to me and dialled my home number. “Hello?” Claire’s sweet voice answered the phone; this made me burst out into tears “Aston? Is that you?” She asks worriedly “Claire-” I begin, but choke on a couple of tears. “What’s wrong baby?” She asks, but I take a deep breath to help me recover from the sudden tears “okay... When I get back, I need to talk to you... It’s something that we need to consider and- Well, if you agree... You’ll be doing me a favour,” I whisper to her “okay,” she says quietly, “I’ll be waiting then,” she giggles nervously “thank you honey... I love you,” I whisper “I love you too,” she replies, but then everything is silent, before I hear the line die. It sounded like she knew what I was gonna ask from her, but it sounded as though she understood... And hopefully she has.

I stood up and walked over to my dressing table, and I picked up the picture that Ivy use to hold and never let out of her sight. I smiled at it, before putting it back down, before walking over to my hotel room door and opening it and walking out onto the corridor heading towards the reception.

“Hello,” I smile at the woman behind the desk, you smiles back at me “hello, can I help you?” She asks sweetly, before battering her eye lashes at me “yes... Do you have the room twenty nine B free, the room where a woman was kidnapped?” “Yes, we do... That room will be locked for two months,” she smiles “okay... Good. Would you be able to keep that room locked for, at least half a year? I know it’s a lot to ask, but you see my best friend who had my daughter was the woman in there that was kidnapped and I was wondering, because I’m needing to go home for a quite a while for something, that when I come back, would you be able to bring the police team around here? You see I was wondering if they would help me on what I have planned for that room,” I explain to her, as she looks at me and smiles. “I’ll see what I can do,” she smiles and walks to the back.

Five minutes later, she returns with a smile. “I had a word with the manager, and he says he is more than happy to do that for you,” she smiles greatly “thank you so much,” I beam. Must be the first time I have smiled since (Your name)’s disappearance!

I soon return to my hotel room, and walk through the door, but as I do, someone is at the bottom of my bed. “WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?” I shout at this man who is dressed all in black, but as he sees me, he drops my phone on the end of my bed and runs towards the balcony door (that is already open) and jumps off it. “Wow, wouldn’t be surprised if he is dead,” I sigh, as I shut my door and go into the bathroom and begin to set myself up for a shower.

Later that night, I was lying in bed, staring up at the ceiling as I allowed my mind to run off into memory lane, about me and (Your name).

Flashback:

Running after her, her laughs rang into my ears as her hair was whipped back with the air dancing with it. “ASTON,” she squeals as I catch up to her, in the empty car park that we were in, running towards my car. Although we have soon come up to my car, which somehow I have managed to pin her against my car without hurting her, as we both laughed. “I got you,” I chuckled seductively into her ear, making her giggle, as she turned around into my grip as her smile wasn’t wiped off her face.

Slowly, I ran my right index finger down her left cheek, which makes her smile and place her hand tenderly on mine. “I love you,” I whisper to her as she looks at me in the eye and smiles “I love you too,” she whispers back, but I place my lips on to hers in a hard, but passionate kiss. Although soon enough, we got really into this, that when we pulled away... We were slightly out of breath.

Suddenly, she pushes me off her and opens the back door of the car, and climbs into the back and lays on her back, as she props herself up with her elbows, but winks at me as I notice that she is inviting me to some play time. Glancing around the car park, I notice that the car park is completely empty... Just us, so I don’t waste time and climb over her carefully, before shutting the door behind me. Just then she pulls my head down and our lips collide together, then her hands travel down towards my belt. “Mm, a bit daring don’t you think,” I say to her quietly as she smiles “Mm, but it’ll be fun,” she whispers before capturing my lips in a softer kiss, just as I feel her pull my belt off, and slide my jeans and boxers down, as I had just managed to grab a condom from my jeans pocket, before pulling down her knickers as she was wearing a skirt.

Soon enough, we decided that we were gonna take our clothes off. So we did. Although, the shirt that I had, I placed over my hips before sliding myself into her... This makes her moan. “Aston,” she whispers pleasurably down my ear, as I can feel the nerves in my back tingle, “mm... Making love to you, is a hobby of mine,” I whisper down her ear as I hear her giggle “mm Aston... I love you so much baby,” she whispers as I bit my lip and grind more into her, which makes her call out that keeps me going-

End of flashback:

Shooting up in bed, I find myself breathing heavily, and noticing that I’m ready for sex. Glancing on the other side of the bed, I remember that I am in America and that I am alone. Although, I push my upper body back down onto the bed, and I knew I couldn’t sleep like this so I slip my hand underneath the quilt and start to sort myself out.

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