Good Things Happen With Time
Chapter 10
Two years later and here is the next chapter! Cannot believe it has been so long since I last wrote for this story. I cannot wait to conclude it! You guys have never given up on this story and constantly remind me of your desire to have it back.
I kept the sex scenes incredibly tame due to this story being a T rating unlike my usual M rated stories.
Lucy's POV
It has nearly been two weeks since my fight with Ian erupted resulting in me breaking my arm. Not many words have been shared between the two of us. We had a week off of filming this past week for Pretty Little Liars which has helped me drastically in my attempts to avoid Ian. I spent the entire break held up in my house enjoying some much needed alone time to contemplate the issue at hand.
I love Ian to death, I really do. Unfortunately I am struggling with determining what the right thing to do is. I've been in my fair share of relationships for my lifetime which weren't the best. I allowed guys to treat me as if I belonged to them and allowed them to dictate who I could and could not socialize with. It took me a long time to realize that isn't the way to live. I am an independent woman who does whatever she wishes with whomever she wishes. Which brings me to my current predicament.
Ian has never been the overbearing or demanding type which is why this is so hard for me. I'm sure he meant well with his actions though they still create an unsettling itch for me. He has tried reaching out to me numerous times to express his apologizes for everything that has taken place. Though, I haven't been able to bring myself to accept any of his forms of communication. Ian soon realized his attempts weren't welcome and he has seized trying to reach me.
We are both set to return to work tomorrow to start filming for the week. I know I need to go talk to him. Suffering through an entire table read with him three feet to my left was hard enough the other day. With our characters set to get married in this next episode Ian and I need to figure our private lives out otherwise we will completely taint these Ezria scenes.
Forcing myself to get out of my pajamas I dress myself in casual and comfy clothes. My ensemble consists of solid black fitted yoga pants paired with a very loose fitting racer back light blue top. Staring at myself in the mirror I spray some dry shampoo into my hair to help bring a tad bit of life to my dull chestnut locks. Due to the cast on my arm I have had some difficulty attempting to wash my long hair leaving me to live off of dry shampoo for the time being. Lastly I add a bit of makeup to brighten up my face a bit.
Taking a deep breath I stare at myself long and hard in my bathroom mirror. Once I have built up the courage I force myself to drive to Ian's before losing my nerve. With a deep breath I get in my car and take the short journey to Ian's house.
Getting out of the car I take my time walking up to his front porch. Closing my eyes I ring the door bell and hope for the best. Roughly five minutes passes by before the door swings open to reveal a disheveled Ian.
"Lucy! Uh come in please. How are you doing? Can I get you anything? Are you in any pain?" Ian spews out multiple questions back to back without taking a breath.
"I'm doing okay, thank you. The pain meds are really helping take the edge off so I am just sore for the most part. Can we talk?"
Ian nods his head furiously. "Of course, let's go into the living room."
He leads me through the house towards his welcoming living room where I take a seat on the couch. Ian hesitates for a moment; I know he wants to sit next to me but he reluctantly opts for sitting across from me.
"I think we need to talk before returning to work tomorrow. Neither of us are in good enough standings to carry out our upcoming scenes to the best of our abilities." Ian nods his head silently with agreement. "I want to forgive you Ian, I do."
"Why do I sense a 'but' coming up?" Ian mutters with regret in his voice.
"But, this relationship cannot continue if this is how you are going to act whenever I have other jobs. You cannot have me pulled from a role merely because you don't care for my potential co-stars. I've been through enough controlling relationships, Ian. I cannot go back to that."
Ian wrings his hands out of anxiousness. "I cannot express how truly sorry I am, Lucy. I love you, more than you will ever know. I just panicked. When I heard about Travis's affliction for you I let my jealousy get the best of me. I've always been terrified you'll move on from PLL and find another guy who can offer you more than I can."
I frown at his confession.
"Why would you think that? I feel like I have the world when I am with you." A small smile tugs on my lips at my words.
"Because I am new to the acting world when you take PLL off of my resume. Sometimes I worry I won't be successful after this show ends and I won't have the funds coming in needed to support you and the life I hope we share in the future."
Getting up from the couch I move around the glass coffee table to stand in front of Ian. I gently sit down on the arm of his large leather chair with our legs brushing against each other.
"Ian," running my fingers through his hair I smile softly at him with reassurance. "That is not a concern and it never will be. I love you for you."
"I love you too Lucy, so much. I can't lose you." Ian stresses to great length.
"Ian, you are going to have to figure out if you can get past the jealousy. I will be auditioning for other roles. I will be working with other men and sharing love scenes with them. We cannot have a repeat of this ever again. I'm not going to let anyone act like they own me; I just cannot fall back into that lifestyle."
Ian nods his head in confirmation. "I know and I don't ever plan on acting this way ever again."
We fall silent for a few minutes taking a moment to process everything.
"Can I ask how you've been doing? Any pains or drastic limitations because of this?" Ian gestures to my arm with a great deal of remorse on his face. "Anything I can do for you?"
"Other than struggling to wash my own hair, I've been getting by." I chuckle lightheartedly hoping to relieve the tension in the air.
Ian offers to wash my hair for me though I assure him it is okay. The desire to have truly clean and silky hair starts to overpower my rebuttal. Ian gets up from the chair with a knowing look. I don't even have to bother asking him what he is doing; I know he is running upstairs to grab his shampoo from his shower.
Without any words being spoken he grasps my hand in his and leads me over to the kitchen sink located in the island. Ian gently lifts me up onto the counter by my hips. Turning to lay down on my back I move all of my hair to rest in the sink. Ian smiles to himself as he warms up the water to thoroughly rinse all of the product out of my hair.
I tried to close my eyes during the sweet moment but I couldn't bring myself to take my eyes off of Ian. His long fingers gently massage my scalp bringing a sense of relaxation to wash over my entire body. Ian takes his time thoroughly cleaning my dirty locks.
Over twenty minutes have passed by when Ian announces I am done. He proceeds to towel dry my hair as much as possible to remove all excess water.
He helps me sit back up on the counter and brushes out any knots. Grabbing the hair tie he removed from my hair earlier, Ian pulls my damp hair up into a messy bun for me.
"Thank you, Ian." I am dying to kiss him right now but I refrain. "Think about what I said. If you can put your jealousy aside and believe you can handle me working with other men in the future then let me know. And if not, well then…" I trail off not wanting to voice the words aloud quite yet.
Ian agrees and assures me he will do his best to keep his jealousy in check. He lifts me off of the counter and places me on my feet. I pull him into a hug aching for close contact with him. Ian presses a lingering kiss to the top of my head as he pulls me in tighter against his body.
We remain in this position for several minutes until I step back from him. I tell Ian I should head out for the night. After thanking him again for washing my hair I head towards the door with Ian on my heels. He walks me out to the car and waits for me to drive off prior to returning to his house.
Hopefully things turn out on the bright side for the two of us. I don't know what I will do if I lose him from my life.
LB
The following day I find myself standing in my dressing room at work staring at myself in the mirror. Ian and I have a call time for two in the afternoon today. I have been at work since roughly nine o'clock this morning due to necessary alterations needed to be made to Aria's wedding dress.
The faint knock on my dressing room door draws my attention away from the mirror. I tell the person on the other side they may come into the room. A smile draws on my lips when the opens to reveal Ian dressed in Ezra Fitz's wedding tux.
"You look absolutely stunning."
Turning back to the mirror I run my eyes over my reflection.
"Thank you. You look very handsome yourself."
Ian takes a few short strides across the room to slip up behind me. He places his hands on my hips over the floor length sparkly dress. Ian's eyes stare at the two of us in the mirror taking in our appearance.
"They had to cut the sleeves off and alter it this morning due to my cast," I mumble under my breath.
Ian releases a soft sigh. His thumbs caress my sides soothingly.
"Lucy?"
"Mmmm?" I hum in response, I catch his eye in the mirror.
"Are we ever going to share this moment as the two of us and not as Aria and Ezra?"
Biting my lip I blush at the fact he has been thinking of us getting married.
"I really hope we do."
Ian's hands on my hips turn me around to face him. I can tell he is aching to run his fingers through my hair but has to refrain knowing the hair and makeup women will kill him if he messes up their work.
"I really want to kiss you right now…" Ian confesses with a great deal of determination. We haven't shared a kiss in over two weeks due to our fight. Even before we started dating we never had gone that long without a kiss on the show.
I shake my head in denial. "You'll have to wait until our vows to kiss these lips mister."
He releases a chuckle mixed with a sign knowing he'll have to wait at the bare minimum three hours to kiss me. After one last look over we make our way out to the WB lot and head to our first set. Along the way everyone had cracked jokes about today being a big day for us and congratulating us on the marriage of our characters.
Countless hours passed by consisting of filming our scenes from every angle time and time again until we got the perfect shoot. We are currently prepping for the official wedding scene. Ian and I have been full of nerves all afternoon despite this being a fictional ceremony.
Now that we are finally prepped and ready to film the big scene we cannot seem to calm our jitters. We do a couple practice takes before putting our scripts away to film the real thing.
What we weren't expecting was to fumble through these vows repeatedly. Marlene had to pull us aside to run through them with us privately to get our minds back on track. Ian has been aching to kiss me since we have yet to even make it to the kissing part in the scene.
"Aaaaand action!" Marlene yells from her place behind the set for the millionth time.
Taking a deep breath I prepare myself to recite Aria's lines.
"… Till death do us part." I whisper with satisfaction; I finally got them right, now Ian better get it correct too.
"I Ezra take thee Lucy to have and to hold…"
"CUT! Ian…" Marlene sighs in frustration.
"Oh fuck it." Ian scoffs.
His hands grasp the sides of my face and pulls me into a heated kiss. I giggle against his lips when his tongue glides along my bottom lip in search for access. I gladly grant him what he desires with a moan of pleasure. Ian's right hand holds my body firmly against his leaving not even a centimeter of space between us. I tug on the baby hairs at the nape of his neck in happiness. The cast hoots and hollers at our heated kiss. While this is highly unprofessional, we haven't shared a kiss in over two weeks and the emotions from this scene are too much.
We eventually break away from each other's mouths due to lack of oxygen. I bury my head in his chest with the biggest smile plastered across my face. Ian places several kisses to the top of my head to bask in the sweet moment.
"Pull it together Rookie! If you get this next take right then we can all go home!" Holly shouts loudly towards us. I lift my head from his chest to playfully stick my tongue out at her.
Ian and I apologize to Marlene and promise to nail it this next time. There is a newfound spark in Ian's eyes when we return to our markers. Clearly that kiss was what the two of us needed to help us buckle down and nail this.
The cameras start up yet again only this time we both nail the vows perfectly and finally complete the scene.
"That is a wrap for everyone aside from Sasha and Shay! Have a good night everyone!" Marlene shouts to the crew.
Ian grasps his hand in mine and tugs me across the lot towards our dressing rooms.
"Can't get her to your dressing room fast enough can you, Harding?" Troian smirks from behind us.
"Oh hush!" I giggle back at her. Ian and I joke around with Troian the entire journey back towards our dressing rooms.
The venture to the dressing rooms felt like a life time though it was no more than ten minutes. Ian pulls me into his room due to it being just slightly closer than mine. He pulls my body close to his by my waist and peppers me in kisses. An endless slew of giggles escapes my lips out of pure happiness.
"I need to get you out of this dress," Ian groans impatiently.
Ian and I abruptly jump ten feet apart at the sound of someone clearing their throat. I flush with embarrassment at the sight of Holly standing in front of us about a foot in the doorway.
"You guys should really make sure you actually close the door and preferably lock it before you decide to jump each other while at work." Holly's voice dripping with sarcasm.
Ian opens his mouth to make a witty response though I speak up before him in hopes of not making this a more public scene.
"Sorry momma bear. We were just anxious to get changed so we can finally go home. Are you heading out as well?"
Holly give me a lopsided smirk with a raised eyebrow. "Uh huh, you two were anxious to get out of those clothes for another reason that's for sure. And yes, I am heading out. I'll see you tomorrow night for dinner, Goose. Night Rookie."
Turning back to Ian I playfully smack his chest. "I cannot believe you didn't shut the door."
Ian reaches his arm out to push the door with enough strength to make it slam shut firmly. "There, now it is shut."
A moment later he leans down to reconnect our lips in a heated kiss. I moan into his mouth and tangle my arms around his neck. He grasps onto the backs of my thighs and presses me firmly against the wall.
A grin spreads across my lips when I feel Ian slip his hands under my dress.
A harsh knock on the door pulls our attention off one another for a split second.
"Go away!" Ian groans in displeasure.
With the lack of response we both assume the unwanted disturbance disappears. Much to our dismay we discover they are still on the other side of the door when they knock once again.
"It's Marlene." The voice states firmly in a put off tone.
"Fuck," I squeal as a result of Ian abruptly dropping his grasp on me.
Searching for my panties I grab the torn lace from the ground and bolt into the attached bathroom. Glancing at myself in the mirror I take in my deep red blush rapidly covering my cheeks. Ian glares at me just prior to me shutting the door to shield myself from Marlene.
Biting my lip I press my ear up against the thin door in hopes of hearing what she needs.
"I just wanted to inform you we are bumping up your call time to ten in the morning rather than noon." Marlene states simply in a slightly displeased tone.
"Oh, okay. I will be here." I can tell Ian is rubbing the back of his neck and most likely avoiding eye contact.
The room is complete and utter silence for a prolonged period of time. Finally Marlene announces she has some work to get done and excuses herself. I linger in the bathroom for a moment to ensure Marlene is actually gone prior to slipping out of the secluded room.
"Can we please get out of here before anyone else decides to appear and cock block us for the love of god?" Ian groans.
Giggling softly I nod my head in confirmation. "Yes, babe."
We both swiftly remove our set clothing then slip into our own lazy attire.
Fifteen minutes later we scurry hand in hand out of the building and race off towards Ian's car. I can tell by the way he is firmly squeezing the leather steering wheel that he cannot wait to finally have some alone time.
Ian's POV
The thirty minute drive out to Lucy's house felt like torture. With my stiffened erection in my pants and a tempting girlfriend sitting less than a foot from me I find myself struggling to abide by the traffic laws. Lucy's hand has been gliding up and down the inside of my leg inching closer and closer to my hard member.
It isn't until I pull into her neighborhood that she slips her hand into the front of my pants. Her delicate little fingers glide up and down my hard on with a loose grasp on it.
"Fuck, Lucy… We are almost there."
It is damn near impossible for me to keep my eyes focused on the road ahead of me.
"I am very wet for you babe. I cannot wait for you to take me to my bedroom. It has been far too long since you have thoroughly fucked me."
"Jesus Christ." I grunt loudly. I know she is undeniably horny when she begins her dirty talk.
Just two more houses and then we are there. Pulling into her driveway I park her car as rapidly as possible in the garage then jump out of my white Audi. Lucy is on my heels as we rush into the house.
Lifting her up into my arms, she wraps her legs firmly around my waist and tells me to go upstairs. I damn near sprint up the wood staircase with my head buried in her cleavage. Flinging her bedroom door wide open I quickly toss Lucy down on the center of her mattress. Our eyes lock together as we remove each other's clothing in record time.
Slipping my right hand between her thighs I discover she is plenty ready for me.
"I love you Ian." Lucy whimpers against my lips the second I thrust every inch into her.
I groan in pleasure at how tight she is. My head nuzzles the crook of her neck and I bite down on her skin just under her left ear. My hips remaining still as I bask in her snug walls firmly clasped around me.
"I love you so damn much Lucy."
Lucy digs her nails deep in the skin of my shoulder blades no doubt that she is about to mark up my back pretty bad.
Ever so slowly I begin to thrust in and out of her constricted walls. My pace picking up with each and every thrust. Lucy has been begging relentlessly for me to thrust as deep and hard as I can. I on the other hand have different plans for her.
Hooking her left leg over my shoulder I pick up my pace and thrust rapidly into her. My eyes roam over the glorious view in front of me. Lucy's eyes are clenched shut, her head is thrown back into my favorite pillow I keep at her place, and lastly her chest is arched high up into the air.
"Ian! Babe I am about to… oh god. Ian!" Lucy twists her torso around unable to remain still.
Wanting to see her lose herself in pleasure I slip my right hand down to fondle her clit knowing that would send her over the edge.
"Fuck!" Lucy screams echo thorough her large bedroom.
Her chest rises and falls rapidly as she pants, desperate to fill her lungs with oxygen.
"I wish I could take a picture of how sexy you look right now." I admit mindlessly.
Her body is starting to relax and come back to reality. Lucy's breathtaking eyes flutter open showcasing her look of pure lust.
"Ian, that was… Holy fuck," Lucy giggles breathlessly in utter happiness.
With my hands on her hips I flip her over to rest on her stomach. Pulling her waist up I bring her to her knees with her ass in the air.
Lucy gasps loudly in response to my right hand firmly spanking both sides of her ass the moment after a thrust into her from behind.
"I am nowhere near done pleasuring you Miss. Hale."
It's safe to say we didn't get much sleep that night.
LB
The following day I find myself dragging my feet at work. Mentally I am on top of the world feeling refreshed and happier than ever. Physically I am exhausted and want nothing more than to return to Lucy's house, climb in her bed, and snuggle with her for the remainder of the day.
I have been shooting scenes with Chad and Holly throughout the day for my solo wedding scenes. Lucy was lucky enough to have the day off. Unfortunately she had errands all day which meant I probably won't get to see her for a while. I know she has dinner with Holly tonight around six so it is likely I won't even get to see Luce until eleven tonight. That thought alone lowers my mood even further.
Marlene is still acting a bit odd with me for some unknown reason. Though, when it comes to Marlene it is usually impossible to know what has her high strung at any given moment.
Relief washes over me when Marlene finally calls cut and says I am free to go for the day as is Chad. I waste no time in changing my clothes and bolting out of the Warner Brothers lot. I attempt to call Lucy on my way home only for the call to roll over to voicemail after eight long rings.
Pulling into my driveway I push the button for my garage door three times with no luck. Not having the patience to sit here and fiddle with the finicky item I throw my car into park then trudge into my house through the front door.
My curiosity is spiked when I head country music echoing throughout my house. I ponder if my eyes are playing tricks on me when I could have sworn I just saw Lucy stark naked breezing through my kitchen on her way to the laundry room.
A mischievous grin graces my lips as I saunter off towards my laundry room. Sure enough, standing in front of me with her back to me is a very naked Lucy Hale. She is singing every so softly under her breath along to the song playing over some Bluetooth sound system of hers in the house. Leaning against the door way I cross my arms over my chest and allow my eyes to roam her naked figure. Taking in the glorious sight of her petite hips swaying back and forth in rhythm to the song.
Shutting the lid to the washer, Lucy spins on her heels to exit the room.
"Holy Fuck! Ian! What the hell are you doing here?" Lucy screams loudly in shock.
"Well first of all, I kind of live here. Secondly, do you run around my house naked while I am at work often? Cause if so I wish I knew about this sooner…" I trail off with a smirk.
Lucy punches my shoulder with great velocity causing me to wince. "Oh hush you smart ass! My washing machine wasn't working so I brought my laundry over here. I just thrown in the clothes I was wearing from today since they weren't exactly clean either. I was about to go upstairs and slip into something of yours."
Taking three steps forward I close the minimal gap between us. "I would much rather you remain naked. You are quite the stunning sight."
Leaning down I capture her plump lips with mine. The kiss starts off slow before gravitating to a more heated kiss. Lifting Lucy up I place her on top of the washing machine to give my back a break for once. I love her petite stature, but leaning over all the time for kisses can be a bit strenuous.
Lucy has a faint blush creeping up on her cheeks by the time we separate. She runs her hands along my chest then settle them around my neck, smiling brightly up at me.
"Are you going to let me go put some clothes on?" Lucy giggles when my lips drop down to her bare neck.
"Mmmm no. I am perfectly content with you naked." I mumble into her neck as I suck on her sweet spot.
"Ian… Ian babe." Lucy says in attempts to grasp my attention. "I need to try and make more room in your closet. I figured I should keep a few more items here than I already do. Plus I need to go home and take a shower in an hour to get ready for my dinner with Holly."
Withdrawing from her creamy smooth skin I pull back to look her in the eye. My hands caress her hips as a nervous tick.
"What if you didn't bring more of your stuff over here? What if instead maybe I take my stuff to your house?"
"Well yeah, I think you should bring some more stuff over to my place too. But, when we do stay here on occasion I need some things."
Taking a deep breath I calm my nerves before losing the courage to ask something that has been on my mind all day.
"I've been thinking, what if we moved in together?"
Shock, happiness, nervousness, and over all excitement wash through her facial expressions.
"You have?"
Nodding my head briefly I smile softly. "We are already spending every night together. Why not have 'our home' rather than yours or mine. I figured if you said yes we would move into your house."
We spent two whole weeks apart, I don't want to be away from her any longer. I hate the constant changing back and forth between our two houses. I want one single place I can call home and know every night I will be sharing a bed with Lucy under the sheets next to me.
"Yes." She grins at me in pure happiness. "I would love for you to move in with me."
We both grin and giggle in happiness at this next step in our relationship. Lucy pulls my body even closer to hers to crash our lips together. Her tongue glides into my mouth within seconds.
"You said you have an hour?" I mutter breathlessly.
Lucy nods her head swiftly and her little fingers get to work at shedding my clothing. I lend a hand and am naked roughly two minutes later.
"Good. I plan on using every single minute."
A loud shriek falls from Lucy's lips in response to the washer shifting over to the spin cycle. Her wide eyes are full of lust and joyfulness.
Oh yeah, this is going to be a pleasurable hour.
Okay so there is the new chapter! I know it has been forever and I cannot express how sorry I am. I already have the following two chapters outlined. Everyone has been asking me for more Lucian so I hope me finishing this story will satisfy your guys Lucian craving.
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