Drabbles:
Auditorium
They had met on that stage.
He had had his first audition on that stage.
She had found her star on that stage.
He had become the lead on that stage.
She had made a star on that stage.
They had met on that stage. Privately.
They had sung duets on that stage. Flawless.
They had kissed on that stage. Many Times.
They had fucked on that stage. One too many times.
They had been caught on that stage. Once.
She had been cuffed on that stage. By the police.
She never saw that stage again. Never.
He found a new stage. She got out of jail.
They fucked on another stage. For old times sake.
They broke up on some other stage.
They would always miss THEIR stage.
Rain
It was raining.
He was soaked, but didn't care.
They sat in the car and talked.
She cried, showed emotions for the first time in years.
He hugged her close.
She smiled and moved her head slightly.
They kissed slow and intimate.
When they broke the kiss, they smiled.
He got out of the car, telling her what she wanted to hear.
She drove home, took a shower.
He came over later that night, wet like hours before.
He kissed her again.
She led him to the bedroom.
They fucked and he was gone in the morning.
She was his teacher, they could never do this again.
But they will always have the memories of that one rainy night.
Fun
They had fun one night.
She hadn't had fun in a long time.
She had almost forgotten how it works.
He showed her, by taking her out to a karaoke bar.
It wasn't a date, she thought, so she went to the bar with him.
Fun implied singing, dancing, talking, joking, laughing, drinking.
At the end of the day, they danced close, alcohol making them weak.
They kissed in the middle of the dancefloor, way too intimate for a teacher and his student.
He brought her home that night and left soon after, getting a good-night kiss, a hug and a:
"That wont happen again!"