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Don't Go

Chapter 10

"Naya, will you please sit down?"

I turned and looked at Di. Then continued pacing around my trailer. I felt my body shaking, my mind racing, and my head pounding.

"Naya, you are making me nervous."

"You're nervous! I can hardly breathe!"

"I know, that's why you need to sit down."

I ignored her. I walked over to the counter and placed my hands on the cold surface. Trying to calm myself. My stomach was doing flips. My legs were about to give out.

"Nay, please don't pass out." Di said as she rose from the couch and made her way over to me. She grabbed my arm and began to rub it gently. "Do you need some water?"

"No." I mumble.

"You have to go film the dance number with Cory and Harry soon."

"I know. I- I don't want to…leave."

"Once the scene is done you can come back here and continue working yourself up." I chuckle at her remark. Even though I knew it was true. "It may even take your mind off of it."

"Nothing can take my mind off of it." I reply. A silence fell over us. I knew I had to leave soon, but I couldn't bring my feet to move. Di turned my face so that my eyes locked with hers.

"She will break up with him Nay. She will follow through. I promise." She says sternly while looking deep into my eyes. "She wants to be with you."

"I know." I somehow manage to whisper. Di takes my hand, leads me over to the door, and hands me my script.

"I will be right here when you get back. Your phone is on the couch so if she texts… like she said she would. I will let you know." She gently guides me out the door while she stays in the trailer. "And she will text."

I nod, then turn and make my way to the choir room set.

I couldn't tell you a word Harry or Cory said as we began filming. I couldn't even hear the music. My subconscious mind was the one making my body move. All I could think about was Heather. She said she would break up with him today. She said she would text me when it was over and when she arrived on set. She said she would be with me. She said that she loved me. She said…a lot of things. I have never wanted something so badly in my life. That is why I'm nervous. Because Heather as let me down before. And now that I want this, now that I've fallen hard, I don't think I will able to stand back up if she let's me down this time.

Cory now had to pick me up by my legs and hold me in the air, while I had to do my part and keep my legs strong so I wouldn't fall. We practiced this move over and over. Just as he picked me up, Heather came on set with Di next to her. Heather smiled and I locked eyes with beautiful blue.

I felt all of my worries come back. And with ten times as much force. Making my body shake, my heart explode, and…my legs give out.

I felt Cory's hands let go of me because of my sudden movement. And I feel my body start to fall to the floor. My butt hit first, then my legs. And as soon as my head was about to hit the hard, stone floor…I felt an angel soft hand against my hair, holding my head up, preventing it from hitting the ground.

The person's other arm wraps around my waist, pulling me into the embrace. The hand that was supporting my head, moves and turns my face towards theirs. Then the same hand begins to stroke my hair and cheek.

"Nay, are you okay? Are you hurt?" Heather asks, looking me in the eye.

"I'm fine." I reply, getting lost in the sea of sparkling blue. Not noticing Harry, Cory, Dianna, and Ryan all around me.

"Damn HeMo, that was quite a dive. I didn't even know you could move that fast." Harry stated.

"I didn't know a human being could move that fast." Dianna added.

"Naya, I am so sorry. I should've-"

"It wasn't your fault Cory." I reassured him. "My legs gave out." Everyone got quiet for a second. "Your not that bad of a dancer." Everyone laughed. I was glad I could bring some humor into the situation. I looked at Heather, who was smiling down at me. I smiled back then gave her a little wink.

Ryan told us to take a five minute break as everyone was moving away from HeMo and I.

"Thanks for catching me, superman." I said, trying to stand up.

"You sure your okay?" Heather asked again, helping me up.

"Yes, mom. I'm sure." I replied, glad to be on my feet again.

"You're a jackass." Heather said, then slapping me playfully.

"Yeah. I know. But you love me anyway."

"I do Naya, I really do." She said, looking me in the eye. And that's when I knew, that she didn't let me down. And that was… the greatest feeling in the world.

I fell onto the soft covers of Heather's mattress. Letting myself get lost in the feeling of Heather kissing my neck softly. She found my pulse point and began nibbling on skin. I let out a moan and intertwined my fingers in her hair, pushing her closer to me. I had missed the feeling of her. Her essence. Her warmth.

Once she was happy with the mark she left, she began to place light kisses along my neck, down towards my chest. She placed a kiss in between the valley of my breasts. Then she moved to my right breast, kissing it with a fierce passion before taking my nipple into her mouth. I gasped at the feeling. My nipple hardening instantly. I felt my core ache, begging to be touched. Like a fire was lit in my stomach.

My grip on her hair tightened as she began to massage my left breast with her hand. Before giving it the same attention with her tongue. I bucked my hips up into her, causing her to smile at the effect she has on me. She then moved down, admiring my stomach. Placing a line of kisses leading right to where I needed her most.

I felt myself start to tear up. I hadn't realized how much I missed her. And how much this meant. Knowing that she would be here when I woke up. Knowing that she was my HeMo. Finally. It was all worth it.

I felt her hot breath against my core, causing me to shudder. "Heather," I gasped out. She looked up at me and her eyes met mine. She moved up and captured my lips in hers. Gently sliding her tongue in between my lips. Our tongues danced around each other's in perfect harmony. She pulled away. And kissed the tear that had escaped my eye.

"You okay?" She whispered against my earlobe. Causing the hairs on the back of neck to stand up.

"Yes." I whispered back before taking her lips with mine again. "Please." I begged. I needed her. So much.

She nodded then traveled right back to my core. My hands invaded her hair. Directing her to where I need her to be. I felt her warm tongue slid up my folds. Causing me to moan and my hips to buck. She moved her hands up to breast in order to massage them and to hold me in place. She moved her tongue against my folds again and again. Like she was memorizing every inch. She removed one of her hands from my breast and began to tease my entrance with a finger. Causing me to moan her name.

She finally entered me. Sliding in and out slowly. My hips began to match her tortuous rhythm. She slid her tongue up and flicked my clit.

"Shit, Heather." I gasped out. My grip on her hair probably becoming painful for her. She took my clit in her mouth and began to gently suck.

"Oh god!" I yelled, throwing my head back against the pillow. She quickened her pace with her finger. My hips matching her rhythm. Begging for more. Which she soon granted as she entered me with a second finger.

"Heather, yes." I started to feel the fire in me build. Knowing that I was almost there. She began to suck harder on my clit and move faster inside of me. My eyes rolled in the back of my head. My hips were bucking uncontrollably. She then curved her fingers.

"Heather!" I screamed. Knowing that I was right there. She thrust into me, curling her fingers one more time at the same time flicking her tongue across my clit.

Everything released. My muscles starting clenching and unclenching around her fingers. My hips bucked up to an impossible height. I felt my body shake. My heart beating at rate that would break records. My head flew back into the bed.

I felt more tears escape as Heather brought me down from my high. She placed one last kiss on my center before crawling back up to me. Placing sweet kisses along the way. She kissed every last tear and held me close.

After a while she whispered, "Nay, did I do something wrong?" I turned and melted my body into hers. Wrapping my body around her. Not letting her go.

"No, HeMo. I'm just…so happy." She smiled down at me. Pulling me in closer to her.

"Me too." She placed a kiss on my forehead. I looked at her. Took her lips in mine. Then made love to my beautiful, wonderful… girlfriend.