As Long As You Love Me
Allison Monroe sat at her white vanity table, pulling her brush through her freshly trimmed black waves, starting from the roots and brushing all the way to the ends of her hair. If it was up to her, she would be in sweatpants instead of a designer suit and her hair would be tied on top of her head in a messy bun instead of the way it was now. But, nothing was up to her. But that's the price you pay when the president of the United States is your father and you're expected to look polished in public.
"Allison," a deep voice swam through the wooden French doors of her room, followed by two gentle knocks. Her heart fluttered at the sound of his voice but she remained indifferent and just continued to brush her hair.
"Your stepmother is outside and is demanding that you come immediately," Allison had to keep herself from laughing at how that phrase sounded in her mind. She had learned to keep her immature and slightly inappropriate thoughts to herself.
Allison set down her brush and sighed, her uniquely light yet dark brown eyes landing on her reflection in the mirror. Her pale skin shone against her pink tinted cheeks and deep red lipstick. Her awkwardly embarrassing butt chin finally blended into her face. And the royal blue color of the dress she was wearing did bring out her eyes. But...she couldn't really see herself as being the drop dead beauty that America thought of her as. She was just plain, old Allison.
"Allison," she took a calming breath to relax her screaming stomach, standing up in her heels and opening the door.
"Chad. Relax. I was just brushing my hair," Allison gently bit down on her lip, looking in the middle of his forehead instead of his hypnotizing ocean blue eyes. They sparkled no matter how light or dark it was and just seeing them made her knees wobble.
"Did you get your phone and everything so we can go?" Chad asked and Allison turned back into her master suite, grabbing her iPhone off of its charger and handing it to him. She wasn't allowed to use her phones during events that were recorded for all the public to see - which basically meant she wasn't allowed to use her phone at all.
"We can go," Allison stepped out in front of Chad as he slid her phone into the pocket of his black tuxedo pants, placing a hand on the very small of her back and leading her down the hall to the stairs. They both knew that she didnt need assistance while making it through her own house but they also secretly enjoyed the innocence of one gentle touch.
"Allison, get in the car this instant!" Diedre, her father's sixth wife demanded from inside the limo where her father already was. Chad slipped his hand off of Allison's back and she practically whimpered from the loss of touch.
She slid into the limo next to Diedre and Chad smoothly slid in on the bench across from them, next to Diedre and Thomas's secret service agents.
"Allison, as the daughter of the president, you should fully be aware that punctuality matters," only Chad noticed Allison shifting her eyes from the ceiling to the window in a circular motion as Diedre scolded her. Only Chad knew of Allison's blunt hatred of Diedre. The other five wives she could handle, especially since one had been her mom, but Diedre was just too much.
"I'll be sure to be more punctual next time Diedre," Allison lied, forcing a smile onto her lips. Her father leaned back, satisfied that the scolding was over. He never got involved because Diedre claimed that Allison needed to be disciplined.
"And Allison, when we are out in public, you are to address me as your mother," only Chad noticed how the muscle under Allison's right eye twitched as the thought of calling someone else 'mother' crossed her mind. It was a sore subject for her and once again, only Chad knew that.
"Oh look, we're here," Thomas noted as they pulled right in front of where the charity gala was being held. Allison shifted in the seat, not wanting to leave the car and endure hours and hours of politics and boys flirting with her and Diedre being up her ass about not smiling. She wanted to be at home with a tub of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream and watch movies in the theatre downstairs. That's how she wanted to spend her Friday night but of course that just couldn't happen.
"Smile Allison, there's cameras everywhere," Diedre demanded under her breath as the limo door was opened and Chad smoothly slipped on his dark sunglasses. He climbed out of the limo after John and Isaac and helped Sonny out of the car, placing his hand on her back again. Chad caught the appreciative smile she threw him and he smiled right back at her.
The cameras went wild as the first family of America entered the gala, appearing to be close knit and comfortable with each other's presence. If only they knew...
"Allison, there is someone I'd like you to meet," Allison had heard that when you drink alcohol at a party, it made things much easier and fun. She couldn't experiment with that theory because she was only 16 and all eyes were on her most of the time. Diedre steered her away from the table with the vice president's daughter with Chad following close behind. They stopped in front of a tall teenage boy with dark brown hair and pretty green eyes in an all black tuxedo. Diedre was trying to play matchmaker again.
"Allison, this is James Conroy. James, this is my daughter Allison that I was telling you about," Allison stiffened at Diedre calling her 'my daughter' as if she had taken on the responsibility of carrying her in her womb for nine months and then pushed her out of her own vagina.
"Its so nice to meet you," Chad's jaw locked as James took Allison's hand in his and gave it an adoring peck, before releasing it.
"Its a pleasure to meet you too," Allison replied, for the sake of being nice.
"You really are a natural beauty," James complimented, causing Allison to awkwardly look down at her feet. It always made her feel so uncomfortable when strangers called her beautiful.
"Um, thank you. You've got some pretty good genes yourself," Allison nicely responded, causing James to look down at his pants.
"Actually, these are Armani tuxedo pants. I only wear the best," he sent this along with a wink and Allison wanted to burst out laughing at his stupidity. She heard Chad chuckle behind her and shook her head as Diedre spoke again.
"I'll leave you two alone," she winked, obviously thinking that James and Allison had some type of chemistry and shimmied away to probably hook herself onto the arm of her famous husband.
"May I have a dance?" James asked as Allison sighed and took his extended hand, even though she didnt really wanna dance with him.
Chad stayed behind but narrowed his eyes as James placed his hands on Allison's hips, pulling her closer to him as she uncomfortably wrapped her arms around his neck and they swayed to the music. James didnt deserve to be able to even look at Allison like that in public.
*ALAYLM*
Allison kicked off her heels and fumbled with the zipper of her dress, finally pulling it over her head, leaving her in her matching bra and panties. They had finally decided to go home after five hours of dancing and speeches and flirting. Allison felt so disgusted when James had kissed her tonight that she was considering just drinking a whole bottle of Listerine. James was cute but he was stupid and cocky and definitely not her type.
She checked the time and quickly rushed to her closet, pulling out a pair of yoga shorts and a loose purple crew top, running her fingers through her hair before sprinting out of her room. Chad wasn't on his post which she expected because it was 12:30 am. She knew Diedre and Thomas were going straight to sleep so she had nothing to worry about as she silently entered the gourmet white house kitchen where he was sitting on a bar stool by the island, waiting for her.
"You looked absolutely breathtakingly beautiful tonight and you still do," Chad breathed out as Allison ducked her head to hide the blush that was forming on her cheeks. When Chad called her beautiful, she believed him.
She didnt know what to say in response so she just walked over to him, straddling his lap and locking her long fingers into his hair.
"One day we won't have to meet in the kitchen at 12:30 in the morning just to get some alone time together," Allison promised as Chad chuckled and rubbed the exposed skin on her hip.
"But Sonny," she breathed in as he called her her favorite nickname, the one her mom used to call her before she ran away, "doesnt sneaking around give you an adrenaline rush? The thought that at any moment, someone could walk in here and catch America's sweetheart straddling her bodyguard," Chad placed open mouth kisses on her neck as she moaned in appreciation and caressed his cheeks, giving him a warm smile.
"I just hate having to hide our relationship. My dad would murder you if he found out we are dating," Allison admitted, knowing that her father was capable of it.
"It doesn't matter...as long as you love me we'll be okay," Chad tucked a piece of hair behind her ears and she nodded, laying her head on his chest to listen to his heart beat.
"I'll always love you, Chad," Allison promised as he buried his nose into her hair and smiled at the smell of strawberries and vanilla.
"I'll always love you, even after my heart stops beating," Chad promised as Sonny closed her eyes, loving the feeling of the moment. As long as they loved each other, nothing else mattered.
This is the product of me having no social life and Justin bieber releasing a new music video. Tell me what you think(: