Dedicated to TearsOfMusic. Thank you for encouraging me to write a second part to this story.
And once again dedicated to I'll Cover Angel and Collins for creating this weird and wacky pairing which I probably love far too much!
When A Host Loves A Contestant
The onyx eyes raced a dozen miles as her hand writing was scratched across the white sheets of paper in her notebook. All of her thoughts, all of her feelings. Courtney had written every word she could think of down into that little book. Anyone could have read it very easily, but with Courtney in such a mood, no one dared to even going near the book or Courtney herself.
Heather was the only person brave enough to try and sit beside her, but that was only to talk strategy. That was all it was to everyone now; a game. And this game needed to be played with a strategy otherwise you would never get anywhere. You need to form alliances; you needed to make deals in the dark to make sure that you don't get yourself voted off for making a stupid mistake.
There were only two people Courtney wanted to get rid of on the plane and everyone knew who they were. Luckily for Courtney, one of them had been up for elimination that night. Unluckily for Courtney, Tyler had taken the plunge (or had been physically forced off the aircraft by Courtney, depending on how you told the story) instead of Duncan. This had only angered the brunette past the point of no return. She had vowed revenge and Courtney was not going to sleep until she got some.
There hadn't been any time to think about last night's encounter with the host in the confessional. Courtney had wiped the memory from her mind. That was until she had walked straight into the elimination ceremony and caught him staring at her, the goofiest smile on his face ever. Chris had clearly had a lot of time to think about the events of the previous night. Neither said anything to the other, but they both knew what was going on inside the other ones mind.
Courtney didn't have time to focus on Chris, though. Courtney couldn't afford to lose track of what had to be done to win the competition this time around. She had lost out all too easily the past two seasons; this one was going to be different. So why was Chris still playing on her mind?
Th raven haired host laid on his bed, staring blankly up at the ceiling. He couldn't get a certain brunette girl off his mind. He hadn't been able to stop thinking about her since the night before and he was never going to be able to stop thinking of her until he got it again. It had been far too satisfying for it to have been a onetime thing. Courtney had to show up in the confessional again that night, she had silently promised she was going to.
Chris rolled over, squashing his perfectly toned face into his pillow. Courtney was infecting his train of thought. Instead of thinking up more ways to torture the teenagers who were on the level below him at that very moment, Chris was too busy replaying the night before in his mind. He was yearning for that to happen again. He was now deprived of the actions that had been performed on both of their parts, he was lusting for more.
Of course Chris' bathroom had now been fixed up. He had, had someone in during the challenge part of that day's work. He hadn't stuck around to watch, he was busy at the monitors doing things he shouldn't have been doing in front of them as he watched the girl that made him feel that way search through the warehouse.
Chris was starting to feel the same way he had been feeling previously, knowing that his satisfaction from the night before had finally worn off completely. He no longer felt the same way he had been feeling all day, as if his contentness had finally worn off and he now asked for Courtney to come back again.
Time ticked by, slowly, but it moved. Watching the clock was not something Chris did often, he was usually up to something. He had paperwork to fill out; he had important documents to sign. When did he have time to watch the clock? But, on this particular evening, Chris couldn't bear to look at the piles of paper on his desk; Chris couldn't bear to look at anything but the clock.
Pushing certain thoughts to the back of his mind, the host sunk lower, his whole body relaxing as the warm water washed over his head as he sunk to the bottom of the hot tub. The bubbles floated around him, the jets pushing on the most sensitive and most stressful parts. Chris could have stayed that way all night if only he hadn't needed to breathe.
As soon as the host resurfaced, a quiet knock on the door rattled through his massive quarter. Chris thought nothing of it at first, ignoring the knock as he found it unimportant to him. But the knocker was not going away. They kept on hitting their fist against the wood, not giving Chris a break. The knocking remained quiet, though. It was never loud enough for anyone but Chris to hear.
"One minute." He called angrily to whoever it was. The frustrated host was finding himself to be able to feel the stress levels building up higher in his body as he raised it from the indulging pool of water. He grabbed for his towel and wrapped it around the lower part of his body, covering him his swim trunks with it. Chris cracked open the door only to find a pair of dark black eyes staring back at him.
"I couldn't wait for tonight..." A tiny voice whispered from the darkness of the hallway. Chris smirked, opening the door up wider, but Courtney pushed it open very forcefully, too. Before she had even stepped into the room, Courtney's lips managed to find their way to Chris'. He was taken a back a little, but he understood exactly.
Slamming the door shut with a bang, Chris began to lead Courtney over to the bed. His wet body was pressed up against Courtney's clothes, soaking them through. The towel around his waist was starting to slip, but he let it fall to the ground as Courtney fell backwards, landing on the mattress without a pain. Chris put his hands and knees on either side of Courtney's body, their lips finally having disconnected. Their eyes met both already breathing quite heavily. Black started into black and neither knew what to do next. It was very clear that this was wrong. He was twenty-six, she was only seventeen. But Chris was an adult, someone who was not as immature as the boys Courtney knew that were her age. Someone mature was what Courtney needed, someone who was as mature as she was.
The brunette instinctively reached up, wrapping her arms around Chris' neck as she pushed the two together again. Chris pushed back, letting Courtney relax on the bed as their make-out session continued to deepen.
That was exactly what they both needed at that moment. Chris was looking for a good time, Courtney was looking for comfort. They both needed a distraction from their daily lives and this was the perfect way to do it. This was the way they both wanted to do it.
The best part of the second time was definitely that they both had been in that situation before; they knew how it played out. Chris was hoping for a bit more, but he knew he shouldn't push Courtney into doing something she didn't want to do. There may not have been any cameras in his room, but the girl definitely knew how to win a law suit. And losing another one to her was not in Chris' best interest at that moment.
Courtney kicked her legs out frog style, bringing them up and wrapping them around Chris' waist as she had done before. Her hands were once again tangled in his mop of black hair, Chris not giving two thoughts to it as he battled his tongue against Courtney's.
Chris flattened himself down, almost lying top of the small framed girl. He moved to make himself in a better position, but something pushed between Courtney's legs. She gasped, slowly pulling away from him. Her eyes were still gently shut as she whispered his name, "Chris..."
It wasn't as if Courtney was a virgin. Any girl who had been with a boy like Duncan for as long as she had would never be a virgin. The only problem was that she had only had her heart broken a few days before; she wasn't ready to take the next step with another guy until she was ready. Until she had settled into a steady relationship.
Both of them looked at each other at the exact same moment. Their faces were too close together for the other to have a proper look, but they still stared deeply.
Courtney took in a deep breath, letting her legs fall back onto the bed. Chris sat up and extended a hand for Courtney to do the same. She took it, hoisting her body back into the upright position. They were both still looking at each other through clouded eyes.
The tense moment was never going to ease; there was far too much going on between the two for that to happen. Their eyes were constantly locked as if in a deep romantic entanglement. But they weren't. Without a lot of thinking, Courtney flung herself at Chris, wrapping her arms around his neck again, only pushing her head down onto one of her arms in a tight embrace of the host's body.
Chris was shocked at first; he wasn't used to that kind of affection. No one wanted to hug him, ever. His one night stands were usually too drunk to show such little emotion and he had no family to do it for him. Courtney was the first person to hug Chris in what seemed like his whole life. That little sign of affection was something he had been lacking, but he liked it. He liked it so much that he wrapped his arms around Courtney's waist and hugged her back with just as much enthusiasm.
"What are we going to do?" The teenager mumbled into Chris' naked skin.
"I'll do whatever you want to do..." Chris whispered in reply.
"That's not what I meant."
"I know what you meant..." Chris returned, "And I stick by my answer." The host was really for anything that Courtney wanted to do. If she chose to stay there with him, doing nothing but hugging, that was fine with him. If she wanted to stay there and do a lot more than hugging, he was fine with it. If she wanted to leave and never look back, it would hurt, but he would be perfectly fine with it.
"This is wrong, Chris." Courtney told him, pulling away so that she could now look him dead in the eye. The two were back to staring at each other again. They could stay that way for a long time, just staring into the darkness of the other eyes. It was as if they shared a brain wave, knowing exactly what the other was thinking.
It hurt to know what was going to happen next.
Chris reached up, pushing a stray strand of hair out of Courtney's beautiful face, "I don't want you to just be another one night stand." He said his voice like soft velvet.
"I think I'm going to have to be." Courtney replied disheartedly. She didn't want to end it that way, but she knew that it had been a mistake for her to go visit Chris like she had. The thing they had between them would never have worked out; there was too much pressure for the other. It was never going to work, anyway. They were just using each other for the pleasure of having someone else there.
"Goodbye, Chris." Courtney whispered. She kissed the host promptly on the nose and left the room without another word. She paused outside the door, readjusting her clothes and hair before reentering the world where she belonged, leaving the last week of her life behind and never looking back.
A/N: Aww...
I feel bad for them, don't you?
OMSG! It's been FOREVER since I first wrote this! SERIOUSLY! I was reading the first chapter earlier and I said that it was the day before my first day of college...DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG AGO THAT IS NOW? LOL! Yeah...MONTHS! hehehe...
But, you do have Miss TearsOfMusic to thank for this chapter! She asked me to write another chapter of it and after a lot of discussion and procrastination with myself, I DECIDED TO WRITE IT!
Meh...It MAY not be good...IT IS 11:45PM! Wow, I'm usually in bed by now...MEH! NO COLLEGE TOMORROW! For anyone who doesn't follow me with other things, I have Thursdays off ;) LOL! I wish I had a better day off...Like Monday or Friday...At least that way I have a three day weekend and not three days of college, day off, another day and then two days off...IT'S AWKWARD! Plus, college is boring...AND HARD! And tiring...its VERY draining...Which is why my name hasn't been appearing on the front page as much as it used to ;) LOL! But I am trying my best...LIKE NOW!
Okay...That is a lotta rambling on my half...
This chapter wasn't as long as the last and probably wasn't as good, either...But please just go with it! Please...I'm half-dead here...
And please, all do me a massive favor and read and review the things I uploaded yesterday and today! Smile, Honestly, The War is Over, Timeless and Alphabet! Please...I love you...='(
Thank you to;
EvanescenceAngel: Yay! Glad you did :D Thank you :D
I'll Cover Angel and Collins: YES! So glad you think so :D Awww! I love you so much for thinking up this pairing and the writing about them! Whoop! Whoop! We rule! LOL! Thanks :D
CynicalSquid: YAY! Sooo glad you did :D
Samantha1609DxC: I know! But being the oddest couple ever is a GREAT THING! hahaha! Yes, I find them to be very good together, too :) LOL! Yep! hehehe! Aww! That's okay! ...Su Inglés fue perfecto...? Yeah...My Spanish probably sucks! LOL! Thank you :D
KlaineLuneville: THANK YOU! hehehe...DARREN CRISS FTW! LOL! Yes. I totally understand your disgust...ChrisxCourtney probably shouldn't work...But Thanks :D
ultimatekeyblader1: =O! HOW DARE YOU SAY SUCH A THING! THIS PAIRING RAWKS! Jk! Jk! Well, not about the pairing being totally awesome...LOL! Thank you :D
TearsOfMusic: Whoop! Whoop! I finally got around to writing it ;) hehehe...Thanks for inspiring me :D
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