Things with Aaron and I had gotten so much better once I started opening myself up to him more. I had told him about my reluctance to take things further with him because I was still hung up on my ex-boyfriend. I didn't tell him that my ex was Danny, though; The last thing I wanted was for things to get weird between the two of them in the studio.
Aaron had been so great and promised that he was willing to wait for me to be ready before we took things to the next level in the romance department.
Our times together were becoming harder and harder to plan as his recording schedule kicked into full gear. He would be spending all of his nights and even some of his days in the studio, laying down tracks and working on vocals with Danny and the other producers. He managed to send me a few text messages throughout the day and I would smile at the pictures he would send but I grew anxious to when we would see each other again.
He picked up on my eagerness and extended an invitation to meet up with him at the studio. He was going to be there for the day but promised that he would leave by six if I showed up. I was to be his excuse for leaving early though, his band mates would never argue with it. He had logged more hours in the studio than any of them and they encouraged him to take a night off every now and again.
It was exciting for me to be back in the studio, even if I was a guest. It was a building I had been in quite a few times in my McFly days, though the interior had been updated and remodeled since we recorded Wonderland there.
Aaron introduced me to Tyron, one of the other producers on the album, and left to go record some vocals. He wanted to get as much done in the hour I had to wait, not wanting to leave me alone for too long, in fear that I would get too bored but I was actually having a really good time.
Wes was there to keep me company before he had to sing some backup vocals while Charlie and Harry only showed up momentarily to listen to a finished song before heading into another room so Harry could work out his drum solo. I kept my eyes averted from him while he was in the room and was thankful that he didn't attempt to speak to me either.
As six o'clock rolled around, I was sat back on the couch, playing on my phone while the band played their fourth take of what was to be their first single. I was vaguely aware of some entering the room out of the corner of my eye and glanced over to see Danny hanging his coat up on the coat rake, his eyes watching the four men in the booth.
He seemed to notice me as he walked over and stood behind Tyron. The two men talked about the things that were done for the day and Danny took a seat at the control panel while Tyron stood up and stretched, walking over to the couch rake to get his things. "Have a good night, Dougie." Tyron said as he pulled his jacket on. "Thanks for keeping me company."
"No problem." I smiled at him as he walked out of the room, leaving me in an awkward silence and the feeling that I was being watched.
I glanced up to see that Danny had spun his chair around and was now staring at me with a shocked expression on his face. I tried to fight the blush that threatened to creep up on me. "Hey." I said with a small smile, looking back down at my phone.
"Hi." He whispered back but didn't move. I could see him still watching me in my peripheral vision. He coughed and readjusted himself in his seat so that he looked more comfortable but his shoulders remained rigid and tense. "What are you doing here?"
I shrugged, still playing with my phone. "Waiting for Aaron." I said, trying not to say much more.
He nodded slowly, smacking his lips together. "So, I haven't seen you around the flat lately." He said after a moment of silence. "Where've you been?"
I shrugged, rubbing the back of my neck. "Work and school, mostly." I said, my eyes moving to the man playing the bass in the sound room. "I've been trying to form a social life outside of just Tom." I added with a smile, trying to lighten the tension in the air.
Danny looked over his shoulder, following my eye line and then faced back forward, his eyes downcast. "Tom said that you were seeing Aaron."
My eyes bulged slightly as I mentally cursed Tom for opening his big mouth while trying to come up with something to say. I tried my best to keep my voice level as I answered, my eyes refusing to meet his blank, empty ones, instead focusing on the small tear in the knee of my jeans. "We've been hanging out, yeah." I said, running my finger over the ripped denim. "Why so curious?"
"Just making conversation." Danny said, dismissively, turning back around and giving the guys a thumbs up as he saved their session.
Silence fell once more as Danny listened back to the song, his fingers expertly gliding across the control panel with effortless skill. A chill ran down my spine as I watched his hands move and, as I closed my eyes, I saw flashes of those same hands on me. Fingers tangling in my hair, nails dragging across skin, the faintest touch leaving a trail of Goosebumps in it's wake. I couldn't stop the gasp as it tumbled from my lips or the increasing tightness in my pants. "Danny." I said, breathlessly, shifting in my chair to find a comfortable position.
I had no idea what it was that I wanted to say to him; All I did know was that I wanted nothing more than to look at his face once again.
Danny turned around, his brow furrowed questioningly. My mind went blank as I looked into his eyes, my mouth hanging open but no words were forming. Luckily, I was saved from speaking when Aaron entered the room, laughing at a joke he must have heard from one of his band mates.
"Hey." He said, pulling me up from the couch and wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me close to him in a tight hug.
I couldn't stop the smile from spreading across my face as I hugged Aaron, his warm and cheerful energy coursing through me as our bodies connected. I giggled as he pulled me closer but the smile quickly vanished when my eyes connected with Danny's again. The once brilliant blue was now cloudy and hardened and, though his face remained emotionless, I could see the muscles around his mouth straining against turning his lips into a frown.
I, suddenly, felt very self conscious about being so close to Aaron with my ex only a few feet away. I pulled away and created some distance between us, hoping that Danny would just take it as a friendly hug but no such luck. The brunette continued to watch us and I could feel the sweat starting to form on the back of my neck as I tried to focus on the things Aaron was saying, straining to keep my eyes trained on Aaron's even though Danny's were drawing me in like a moth to a flame.
Aaron seemed completely oblivious to the tension in the room as he continued to go on about the new song the were working on. I just nodded dumbly, only catching every other word he was saying. Danny just sat back and watched the exchanging, his judging eyes sweeping over us made me more and more uncomfortable. I just wanted to ground to open and swallow me up.
In my haze, I missed the question Aaron posed to me and had to shake my head to clear out the crowding thoughts. "Huh?"
He laughed and ran his hand through my hair affectionately. "I asked if you were ready to go."
"Oh! Uh…yeah." I nodded, grinning at him as his hand slid down to cup my cheek. He bent down and gently placed his lips over mine in a soft, gentle kiss.
I let my eyes flutter close but it just didn't feel right with Danny' eyes burning a hole into Aaron's skull. I pulled back and stepped away, looking down at my feet as my face began to feel like it was on fire from embarrassment. "I-I'll…um…just g-get my c-c-coat." I stuttered nervously and shuffled quickly out of the room, looking back only once to see Aaron smiling happily after me while Danny sat with a cold glare fixed on Aaron.
As the door shut, I couldn't help but think that the look on Danny's face was one of jealousy.
