Fiction Rating: T
Written by: cockenygeezah
Beta: ButtonsMagoo
I Love YouAnya sat on the soft mattress of her bed, laughing as Vince bounded around the room like a child. Suddenly he froze, looking horrified as he heard voices downstairs.
"Shit." He whispered quietly.
"What is it Vince?" Anya asked quietly, standing up and placing a hand on his shoulder. He relaxed at her touch immediately, tensing up again as a tall, light haired man stormed into the room, followed closely by Naboo, biting his lip apologetically.
"What the hell are you playing at Vince Noir?" the man asked, shaking Vince slightly in his frustration, "Who's she?"
Anya stepped backwards quickly, hiding in a corner.
"Her name's Anya. She's my friend. She was attacked. I'm just looking after her until she gets better," he explained, wrapping his arms round Howard's waist. Howard pulled away, "don't mess with me Vince!" he warned and Vince sighed, looking carefully into his eyes and placing a hand back on his waist.
"Howard…there's nothing going on! She got beaten up real bad! I'm just helping her out till she gets better. Yeah?" he leant his head on Howard's shoulder. Sighing, Howard nodded and wrapped his arms round Vince's angular frame.
"Yeah…I just don't want to lose you." He whispered into Vince's hair, breathing in the familiar scent of hairspray and root booster. Vince grinned, stroking Howard's cheek gently.
"Made you melt again," he laughed. Howard sighed and kissed the corner of Vince's lips gently. A pang of jealousy erupted in the pit of Anya's stomach, shocking her.
Why does that bother me? He's a client… Nothing more…isn't he? Why does that bother me so much? It can't be…no…it's never happened like that before…
A sharp dig in her ribs notified her to the outside world. She looked up into Vince's face, gazing deeply into his eyes.
"Thinking again?" he asked, grinning. She nodded, smiling as she realised they were alone once again. Vince leant into her again, brushing her hair from her face.
"Anya…" he began, holding her hand gently. She sidestepped him, darting onto her bed.
"I'm…a bit tired…do you mind?" she asked softly. He smiled, shaking his head and walking towards the door.
"Sure. I'll see you later?" She nodded and lay down, shutting her eyes lightly.
Half an hour later, Vince was becoming restless again, quickly deciding to go and visit Anya again. Slowly he crept into her bedroom.
"Anya?" he called softly. She lay across the bed, one arm flung carelessly above her head as though pinned there, the other resting gently on her stomach. Her chest rose and fell softly in time with her heavy breathing. Vince felt himself harden at the sight of her, wishing he could run his fingers through her soft black hair that fanned out all around her. He leant over her silently, gasping as he felt her breath on his face. Her eyes fluttered open, as he was mere millimetres away from her. She pulled away, flattening herself against the pillow and holding his head.
"Vince…what are you doing?" she asked, yawning slightly and stroking his cheek.
"I…I'm in love Anya…"
She gasped, eyes widening in shock.
"What?"
"I love you," he repeated, reaching towards her and stroking her face. Anya lay next to him, staring into space.
"Anya?"
Her eyes darted to his and away again, leaning into his warm hand.
"Vince…I don't know…what about Howard? You love him! I'm only here for a few days."
Vince turned away, "I…I was gonna ask you to stay permanently…if you wanted to." He cupped her face in his hand, pulling her close again. She shifted close, nipping his jawbone, making him gasp and lean his head closer. She pulled away again.
"Vince…the situation between us has to stay the same! You understand right? I'm not like other people! People pay me for my service. That's how it first started with us…you remember?"
He nodded solemnly, "I know but you can stop now! I'll look after you I swear!" she sighed, nuzzling his neck, "you can't promise that. Besides…you love Howard. Howard loves you."
"Please Anya…I want you…please…"
She shut her eyes, blinking back tears.
"I'm sorry…I really am. If you want me that bad then you have to go about like all the other guys. I'm sorry." She turned away, biting down hard on her lip. Vince grabbed her round the waist, pulling her back and holding her close.
"You don't get it Anya! I need you. I love you. Please listen to me,"
She shook her head vigorously, pulling away.
"No! I can't fall in love again! Not after last time! It hurts too much!"
Vince watched her sympathetically.
"What happened?"
Anya sighed, holding onto him for dear life as she started to cry.
"You gotta listen first…ask questions later…ok?"
Vince nodded and she began her story.
