CHAPTER ELEVEN
I stopped outside John's hotel room and took a deep breath. I raised my hand to knock on the door, but then froze, letting my arm fall back down to my side. I leaned up against the wall beside the door and ran my hand through my hair. Was I doing the right thing? I didn't even know what I was doing. I just rushed up here without thinking, but now I couldn't help but think that maybe I was making a mistake. And what if I did knock on that door? What on Earth was I going to say to John? Maybe I was rushing things. Maybe I should have thought about it a little more before jumping to conclusions. I mean, there could be other explanations to way I was feeling the way I was towards John.
I sighed and turned away from John's door and started to walk back to the elevator. I got about halfway and stopped again, shaking my head. Other explanations? Like what? Randy was right. Of course he was right. I was being stupid. I knew the answer as well as everyone else. I was in love with John. I don't know why I was trying so hard to deny it. It was the truth. I turned back to face John's room. I took a deep breath and slowly shuffled back over. It was time for me to admit it and stop ignoring it. I stood there for a moment, trying to plan out what I was actually going to say. My mind just went blank though. I knew that whatever I did plan to say would only shoot right out of my head the moment I saw John anyway, so I decided to just let whatever happened happen for a change.
I inhaled deeply and raised my hand, lightly tapping on the door in front of me. I waited for a few minutes but there was no sign of John. I knocked again, only louder. There was still no answer.
"Perfect." I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes. "He's not even here."
I was just about to turn and leave when I heard the door being unlocked. I looked back towards it in time to see the door being swung open and John standing in the doorway. He looked at me and frowned in confusion. I couldn't help but laugh at the expression on his face.
"Rebekah?" he questionned. "What are you doing here?"
"I hope this isn't a bad time." I said quietly.
He shook his head slightly. "No. No, I was taking a shower."
My eyes scanned him quickly. All he was wearing was a pair of denim shorts. Water droplets were trickling down his bare chest and dripping from his hair. I felt my heart flutter at the sight of him.
With all thoughts gone from my mind, I hesitantly reached out my hands and gently rested them against John's chest. I moved in closer to him, feeling my heart begin to beat faster with each step I took. I let my hands travel from his chest down to his stomach. I felt goosebumps spring up all over my body as John took his hands and slowly ran them up my arms.
"Are you okay, Becki?" he asked softly.
I slowly looked up and gazed in to his pale blue eyes. The concern I saw in them made my heart melt. I smiled slightly and nodded. I brought my hands up and placed them around the back of his neck, tracing his hairline with my fingertips.
"I'm fine." I whispered.
I leaned up slightly and gently pressed my lips to his in a soft kiss. John was caught off guard by this at first and it took him a few seconds to respond to my actions, but he soon came out of his shock and began to kiss me back. When I broke the kiss and pulled back, John gave me a curious look.
"W--what was that for?" he asked.
I smiled and shook my head. "Maybe we should talk about this inside." I suggested.
John laughed slightly. "Yeah, that's probably a good idea."
I moved away from him as he stepped aside so I could enter his hotel room. I walked inside and sat down on the couch at the end of the bed. John closed the door and walked over to where I was sitting. He stood in front of me for a few seconds, before he took a seat next to me. We just sat there in an uncomfortable silence for a while, neither of us really knowing what to say. I wanted to just tell him why I was there, but the words weren't coming. I just stared straight in front of me, hoping I wasn't going to have to make the first move.
"So..." John finally spoke. "You wanna tell me what's up?"
I sighed and leaned back in to the couch. "I...I was talking to Randy earlier, and...and he sort of...made me realize something." I stuttered.
"He did?" John said, turning his body to face me, resting one of his arms around the back the sofa. "And it has to do with me?"
"Well, yeah." I said. "You...and me."
I looked up at John and he just gave me a soft smile. "Do you wanna tell me what it is?"
I smiled slightly back at him and nodded. "Well, I wouldn't be here otherwise, would I?"
John laughed and shook his head. "Aiight, well, I'm listening."
"Okay...umm...well..." I said, trying to find the right way to begin. "You see, since that night we...spent together...I've been having these...strange...feelings for you. I didn't know what they were at first, but after talking to Randy tonight...I think I've figured out what they are." I glanced at John, and he just nodded slightly, gesturing for me to continue. "Well, the thing is, John...I...I..." I tried to get the words out, but it was proving too difficult.
"It's okay, Becki, you can tell me." John reassured me.
"John...I...I'm..." I took a deep breath."I'm in love with you." I confessed. As soon as the words left my mouth, I instantly felt so much better for letting it out and admitting it to, not only John, but myself as well.
John didn't respond. He sat there and looked straight ahead, looking like he was deep in thought.
I buried my face in my hands and shook my head. "I shouldn't have said that." I said. "I shouldn't have come here."
I went to stand up, but then I felt John's hand gently wrap around my wrist, as he pulled me back down onto the couch. I looked across, in to his eyes, and John just smiled warmly at me. He reached out and pulled me to him, wrapping his arms around my body and holding me close. I sighed and cuddled up to him even more. We sat there together for a while, John softly stroking my hair. I just closed my eyes, listening to the relaxing beat of John's heart, not caring in the slightest that he was still dripping wet from the shower.
"Ya know, baby, you did the right thing by coming here tonight." John said softly to me. "I'm glad you told me."
"Really?" I asked.
"Of course." he assured me. "But, Becki, baby...I already knew."
I pulled back from him slightly and just looked at him in pure confusion. "What do you mean?"
He laughed gently. "You can't kiss like that and not have some kind of feelings going on."
I rolled my eyes and rested my head on his chest again. "Thanks for telling me." I said sarcastically.
John laughed and ran his fingers through my hair. "Like you would've listened to me."
I snickered. "Yeah, I guess you're right."
We sat there again for a little longer. Neither of us speaking, just enjoying the time we were having together, both of us trying to figure out what was going to happen next.
"So, where exactly does this leave us?" John finally asked.
"I...I don't know." I said, shaking my head.
"You know that I feel the same about you, right?"
I smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I do. I think everyone's known that for a long time." I pulled back a little so that I could look up at John. I smiled softly and just said, "Let's talk about this in the morning, yeah?"
John smiled back down at me. "Okay." he replied, leaning down and covering my lips with his in a passionate kiss.
Aww! Wasn't that sweet? lol. Anywho...hope ya liked and lemme know what you think! R&R guys!
