All of these stars will guide us home.

All of these stars will guide us home. by nadiaa featuring michael kors purses

“Why do we even have to do this Sam?” I asked my agent as she drove us to her office.

“Because I am up to my a.ss in calls, questions and annoying messages. You and Gavin royally f.ucked up.”

I rolled my eyes, “Yeah, I’m sorry my personal life f.ucked up your work.”

“Do you want me to quit?” She glared at me.

I sighed, “No.”

We kissed, I fell under your spell

We kissed, I fell under your spell by nadiaa featuring genuine leather purses

I walked out the meeting with a potential producer and pulled out my phone, noticing I had 5 missed calls from my agent and a few texts from her that said call me.

I walked to my car and before I started it, I called her back, "Why the hell have you been ignoring my calls?!" She yelled into the phone.

I pulled back to alleviate the screaming, but even a few inches away it still hurt my ears, "I was in a meeting with a producer! What's going on?"

"What's going on is that you never told me that you've been screwing Gavin Coopers!!" She yelled and my heart beat quickened and I sat up straighter in my seat.

"Where'd you hear that?" I breathed out.

"I read it! On the cover of People magazine!! Why didn't you tell me Gavin was the reason you went to Chicago?!" She kept yelling but all I could hear was the sound of my heart beating. "Better yet, why didn't you tell me you were dating?!"

"We're not dating." I told her as I placed my forehead on my steering wheel.

"Well from the pictures it definitely looks like the two of you are dating!!" She yelled once more.

"I need to go Alice!" I told her, hanging up on her.

I stuck my key into the ignition and drove towards the first gas station I came across. I put on my sunglasses as I tried to go in covertly and spotted mine and Gavin's faces on the cover of People. Where the hell were the paparazzi hiding?! I didn't think anybody would have know we were in Chicago so I let my guard down. F.uck my life! I grabbed the magazine and set a five in the counter before storming out. In the few minutes that I was in the convenient store someone called the paparazzi and flashes of lights were going off in my face.

Because I'm doing this for the thrill of it, killin' it. Never not chasing a million things I want.

Because I'm doing this for the thrill of it, killin' it. Never not chasing a million things I want. by nadiaa featuring sleeveless crew neck tops

I slipped the hotel key into the slot in the door of the suite Gavin had booked for the two of us and It opened up. I smiled as I opened the door and stepped in, placing my bags near the front of the door. Gavin and I took separate plane rides to Chicago to go surprise Aria for her birthday.

"Gavin?" I asked, yelling out and walking through the suite, looking for him. He was in the office, sitting at the desk, deep into a conversation that I had no idea what was about.

"Alright, well I just really wanted to surprise you… I wished you could have been here. I do miss you…" He sighed a bit and leaned back, "Don't worry about it, I promise. It's Chicago! I'm sure I'll find something to do. I'll talk to you later." He hung up and set his cell down on the desk and leaned back, running his hands down his face.

"Are you okay?" I asked, as he jumped a bit, turning around in his chair and gave me a small smile.

"Hey there. I didn't hear you come in." He said as I walked closer to him and sat on his lap and gave him a kiss on the lips.

"What was that all about?" I nodded towards his phone as I leaned my head against his.

He gave me a small shrug, "Well, Aria isn't in Chicago… Seb took her Coachella for her birthday." He gave me a weak smile, but I could tell he was sad.

"I'm sorry." I ran my hands through his hair, "I know you were looking forward to seeing her…"

He shrugged, "I know, but shit happens. How was your flight?" He asked me, rubbing my bare legs.

"It was great." I smiled, "First class was awesome and it was good flight. I was really excited to see you." I bit my lip, telling him honestly.

"I was excited to see you too…" He trailed off as I straddled his lap.

"Are you sure? Because I understand if you want to go home…"

He grinned, "We have a suite until Sunday, we might as well use it… Chicago has lots to do." He grinned.

"Like me?" I smirked, kissing him hard.

"That's one thing." He shrugged with a smirk, "Honestly, I still think it'd be fun with just the two of us."

I nodded with a smile, "Me too… I got some drinks off the plane. We could just relax and drink?" I suggested.

He nodded, "Sounds great…" I stood up and he followed me, "You look great…" He trailed off, smiling.

LCH || All I know is that I'm tired of being clever. Everybody's clever these days.

LCH || All I know is that I'm tired of being clever. Everybody's clever these days. by nadiaa

I heard a knock on the door as I started picking up things around the house… Once I got a text from Sebastian saying he was coming to visit me, Gavin and I had to quickly finish what we were doing and he left. The last person I wanted to know about us was Seb; he would tell Aria as soon as possible and I definitely didn't want her to know at all. It would be too hard to explain and I didn't want anymore bad blood between us than there already was… I didn't want to do that my sister.

I tried to hide anything too obvious as I walked up to the door, opening it and I saw my friend standing there, "Already here? It took you a few months only!" I told him as he snapped out of his daze.

He gazed at my body, "If you're complaining I can go away." He raised an eyebrow as he smirked.

I rolled my eyes and dragged him by his sleeve, to pull him inside, "Oh no way Seb, only god knows how long it would take you to show up again." I sighed, closing the door behind us before giving him a smile.

"Forever probably." He shrugged. All of a sudden I just wanted to hit him. Jerk.

"You're the worst friend ever." I sighed as we walked towards the living room.

"You're not any better." He smirked at me as I tossed my head over my shoulder to glare at him, making him smirk wider, "If only looks could kill…"

If that were true I would be on death row now.

I turned towards him and started walking backwards, "Don't challenge me."

He shot me an unamused look, "I'm terrified." He said flatly, sitting down on my couch as he started looking around, "So, what did I miss? And I suggest you to use your time with me wisely and tell me everything I need to know." He said gazing at me. He was acting odd, more odd than usual, but oh well.

Letting people down is my thing, baby.

Letting people down is my thing, baby. by nadiaa

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I arched my back as I cried out, coming against Gavin's d*ck, for the second time as he f*cked me. I grabbed onto the bed sheets and grasped them tightly as I tried to fight another orgasm that was just on the brink.

"Oh my god." I tightened my entire body as another orgasm ripped through my body. I cried out again, biting my lip.

"It sounds like you like it…" I heard Gavin say as he kept thrusting; a smirk was plastered on his face.

"Just keep going." I told him as I thrusted one final time before he released himself inside of me, with a loud groan.

My chest heaved as I tried to catch my breath, and Gavin was doing the exact same thing.

I bit my lip and grinned, "F*ck Gavin…"

"If I counted correctly, you came three times." He smirked as he hovered above me.

I smirked, "Shut up." I let out a breath, feeling content.

He pulled himself out of me and laid on his back next to me, "That was good…" He trailed off, running his hand through his hair.

This was the third night in a row that Gavin had come over for a little fun, and oh my god, it just kept getting better and better each time. My entire body was on fire and I'm sure if we'd kept going, I would have had another orgasm.

"Wow…" I said breathlessly, "That was pretty damn good…"

LCH || I don't care, I love it.

LCH || I don't care, I love it. by nadiaa

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"Another one bartender!!" I yelled out with a big grin plastered on my face.

"I think it's time to cut you off." He gave me a small smile and I shook my head vigorously.

"No, I have an open tab and that means you have to keep giving me drinks." I grinned, leaning across the bar, getting closer to him, "You're cute." I winked.

"And you're drunk. The paparazzi is going to go crazy if they see you Amelia." He told me as I sat back down on my stool with a small pout.

"I hate it when people call me Amelia." I crossed my arms over my chest, "My dad used to say it when he was scolding me." I swallowed, turning towards him, "Another drink please and this is the last time I'm asking." I glared as he sighed, pouring me another one.

I leaned over and took the glass, drinking it slowly, wallowing in my sadness. All I wanted to do was to forget about today.

What did I do wrong? I thought. Why did he dump me the way he did? For the first time in my life I had actually let someone in and he screwed me over by telling his manager to dump me…

"Another one." I sniffled out as I pushed the empty glass in front of me and it was quickly replaced with a full one.

"God, and you thought Aria was a complete drunken mess." I heard a snide comment from the worst person ever, "Funny how this turned out, isn't it Amelia?" 

I turned my head and glared at Gavin Coopers, "I'm a hypocrite." I told him with a shrug, not in the mood to fight with him whatsoever. I wanted to be alone and drunk.

"Amelia Gates admitted she was wrong?" He said with a grin as he sat down on the stool next to me.

"Are you seriously going to make my night worse by sitting next to me?" I asked him, not even bothering to glance at him.

"Scotch neat." He told the bartender as he glanced back at me, "You know I'm pretty sure that guys sister works for a tabloid." He told me.

"I don't care." I told him as I ran my hair through, staring at my drink before downing it.

"What brought on this vat of drunkenness?" He side glanced at me.

"Seriously Coopers… leave me alone." I told him, not wanting to explain anything to him.

He sighed and finished off his drink, "I'll leave." He said as he stood up and then stopped, "Do you know when Aria will get back?" He asked me as I turned my head to stare at him.

"You don't?" I asked him.

"I haven't talked to her since her premiere…" He admitted.

I blinked at him, "Are you in love with my sister Gavin?" I asked him, needing to know because honestly I thought he did.

He shook his head in frustration, "I'm definitely leaving."

"I'm serious."

"No. We've been over this more than once. In fact at this point? I'd hardly even say we're friends."

I blinked at him, "Oh yeah?"

He nodded and sat back down on the stool, getting another drink, "Yeah, she's off ruining her life with that a*sshole."

I rolled my eyes, "Let her. We're all just going to end up alone and dead." I finished my 7th drink… or was it my 8th. I couldn't remember. I sniffled as I tried not to think about Tom. God, I was pathetic.

"Alone?" He asked.

I turned towards him and nodded, "Alone. Sh*t sucks Gavin. Everybody is out to hurt somebody. I hate this place." I mumbled.

"You are so f*cking drunk."

I swallowed, "I should head home." I finished off my last drink and I started digging in my purse, "See you later."

He quickly snatched the keys out of my hand, "Are you f*cking out of your mind?"

I narrowed my eyes, "Give me my keys back!" I yelled at him.

"Hell no. I might dislike you but there's no way in hell I'm letting you drive like this. You'll end up dead in jail."

"Who cares. Nobody will care if either of those happen to me."

"Aria will." He said simply.

I scoffed, "Yeah, right. Aria cares only about Seb. Now give me my keys back."

"No." He grabbed my hand, "Come on." He dragged me out of the club and we were bombarded by camera flashes. I hated this f*cking town.

He called someone and there was a town car that pulled up in front of us, "Get in."

I narrowed my eyes at him, "Make me."

Then he grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder, getting me into the car, "You are out of your mind." I told him.

"I won't let you kill yourself. For Aria's sake."

I turned my head towards him and stuck my tongue out at him, "I hate you."

"The feeling is mutual." He grumbled like a little b*tch, annoying me. Oh well. I hated him still. I wanted to go home, but I was in the back of his car, wondering where the hell we were going… He was probably going to dump in an alley somewhere…

He carried me into some house and I was silently praying that it was my own place. I wanted to get in my bed and sleep this off…

He placed me on the couch and I opened my eyes, "Where am I?" I said, not being able to remember much.

"My house." I heard Gavin's name as I saw him walk back into the room.

"Ugh. Why?" I groaned as he handed me a bottle of water.

"Because you were too wasted to remember where you lived." He said simply.

"I'm not that drunk." I shook my head, leaning back on the couch.

"Okay." He said eyeing me as a nauseous feeling came over me from the depths of my stomach. Oh my god, this was horrible. I knew I was going to puke any second now… It was right there. I stood up and quickly ran into the bathroom throwing up the contents of my stomach. After the point of dry heaving I rested my head against the floor of the bathroom and passed out. When I came through it was morning; I cleaned myself up and borrowed a pair of PJ's from Aria. I tried to process last night but the only thing that came to my mind was Gavin.

How he helped me last night….

I walked back into the living room where he was passed out on the couch in his clothes from last night.

I sat down on the other end as he started opening his eyes, "Morning." I offered him.

He looked at me, "I've never seen you look so normal." He admitted, "I would have held your hair back for you last night you know."

I smirked and ran my tongue over my lips, "And let you have that as ammunition against me from now on? No thank you."I said with a small smirk.

"Are you feeling better?" He asked seriously.

"Yeah." I nodded, "Thanks… for bringing me here."

"I wasn't going to let you kill yourself Mia."

"Why?" I asked him as I stared into his eyes, "I thought you hated me. If I'm being completely truthful and the roles were reversed, I probably would have left you at the bar." 

"I don't want that for you. You were seconds away from getting into your car and driving. Screw reputation, you could have killed yourself and other people." He told me, running a hand over his chin, scratching over the faint hair that was growing in.

I gave him a small smile, "I'm really glad you were there last night." I bit my lip looking down, "I was having a horrible night and I didn't have the best judgment. So thank you, again."

He nodded, "It's nothing." He paused before speaking up, "What happened? That made it such a bad day?" He asked me.