well this COMPLETELY changes the whole story…but i LOVE IT :)
JUST SAYING NOW, A PART OF THIS CHAPTER IS A TAD RACY, NOT FOR THE KIDDIES ;D
Before I could say “Goodnight New York!” the tour was over and we were headed back for Arizona. One of my houses was in Connecticut, where my family was, and the other in New Jersey, my beach house I stayed in the first year of college, but for now I lived with Eric in Tempe. Back in August we took two days off the tour to move all my stuff from Kennedy and I’s apartment to Eric’s house, leaving Kennedy to cover the rent by himself. I loved Arizona though, and living with Eric. We were simple, we made sense, never had anything to fight about, or be jealous of, I finally found the one.
We pulled up in front of the house around 3 in the morning after a long few days of non-stop driving. John didn’t live that far from Eric so we pretty much followed him home and went our separate ways a few streets back. Nick and Andrew were home back in Mass and Justin in California, and everyone was just happy to be home. The house was pitch black when we finally stepped inside, everything was just as we’d left it and I smiled as I looked in the big mirror on the wall and saw our tired expressions. Eric placed his bag down on the floor and wrapped his arms around me in a backwards hug. “I love you,” he whispered and kissed my cheek. “I love you too,” I began, “I’m so happy to be home and just get some time alone with my babe.” Just as Eric went to kiss me again his phone vibrated in his pocket, “who would be calling me now?” he asked out loud while pulling out his iPhone. It was John, should have known, “hello?” Eric answered confused.
“Hey man!” a cheery John Ohh exclaimed through the phone, “You home yet?” Eric rolled his eyes, “yes John, you do know it’s 3 in the morning right?” I laughed and grabbed my bag off the floor, “I’ll meet you upstairs” I mouthed. “Oh sorry man,” I heard John begin, “I hope I’m not interrupting anything.” Eric shook his head, “oh John, what am I going to do with you?” As I laughed and headed for the stairs I heard Eric continue to talk to John and wondered what he could possibly have to say now.
Finally settling down in bed Eric shuffled in the room and switched on the light, “sorry about that,” he began, “you know how John is, I swear he talks in his sleep.” “Don’t worry about it,” I replied, “now do I get my boyfriend back?” Eric took off his favorite leather jacket and hung it up in the closet, “I’m officially yours from here on out.” He slipped out of his vans and jeans, turned off the light, and hopped into bed, “now, where were we?” I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him into a kiss, his hand slipped down my back and soon I rolled on top of him. Continuing to kiss I eventually wiggled out of my underwear and reached for Eric’s boxers, we broke apart and I slowly kissed down his chest. Just as I reached the trim of his waist band, his phone started to vibrate on the side table. “Are you kidding me!” he whisper-yelled reaching for the gyrating phone. “I swear to god if it’s John I’m driving to his house and shoving his phone up his ass,” I threatened.
Eric checked the screen, “it’s Garrett?” he said confused. “What? Garrett? Why would he be calling you at 3:30 in the morning?” I asked. Eric answered the phone, “hello,” his voice sounding tired and confused. I couldn’t make out what he was saying because he was speaking so fast and Eric was trying to calm him down and understand what was going on, “Garrett? What are you saying man?” Then Eric’s face fell, “oh my god, you have to be kidding. Yeah, yeah I’ll uh I’ll get ready and meet you there, just calm down man okay, everything’s gonna be alright.” Eric hung up the phone and placed it softly on the table, closing his eyes he ran his fingers through his hair and exhaled deeply. “Eric, what did Garrett say?” I pleaded. His voice was shaky as he stared into space and finally gave me an answer, “It’s Pat and Kennedy,” he whispered. “What about them?” I frantically asked. “They were in an accident coming home, there both in the hospital and it doesn’t look good for either of them right now.” The tears started to burn in my eyes, “what? No, there has to be some mistake!” Eric swallowed hard and moved to the edge of the bed, “we have to get to the hospital, now.”
