Take my breath and never let it go.

"Merry Christmas baby," My voice broke the silence as I wrapped my arms around Seb's waist and he jumped, not having heard me make my way into the kitchen where he was. Ever since we'd arrived in London we'd fallen into such a routine, Seb waking up before me then we'd make breakfast together before I had to leave for work. Since this was our first Christmas together as husband and wife, I had the day off and planned on spending every minute of it with my man. 

Conventional methods of makin' love kinda bore me.

My lips quirked into a smile as I watched Seb who had his head resting against his palm, his eyes closed and I was more than certain he'd fallen asleep. I stopped packing, feeling like I'd been packing for the entire last year of my life, and walked over to where my husband had dozed off, his laptop still open to a page with the apartment we'd both agreed on. It felt surreal that he was coming to London with me, like everything in both my personal and professional life was going perfect and for once? I had no complaints. "Seb," I whispered and he didn't move, not even budging the slightest when I pressed my lips softly against his ear. "Baby?"

He groaned in response but kept his eyes closed, tired because he still wasn't sleeping well. He had too much on his mind always, never taking a break from life. 

Let 'em talk 'cause we're dancing in this world alone.

 "Seb." I said softly and gently, breaking the silence in our hotel room as my hand landed on his shoulder, the bed flexing underneath me as I crawled onto the bed.

"Are you awake?" I asked as I eased myself behind him, resting on my knees.

"Yeah," He muttered under his breath, his voice still groggy as he kept his gaze in front of him.

My body adjusted against his, my chest pressing against his bare back as my arm wrapped around his waist and my nose nuzzled his neck. "What's wrong?"

He reached for my hand and pressed a kiss on it's back before closing it in his as he leaned them both against his heart. Silence weighed on us while I waited for him to speak, to tell me what had been on his mind for a while now. "I had a nightmare, I think," He said eventually, giving me the simplest answer.

"What was it about?" I asked as I squeezed his hand and placed soft soothing kisses up his neck.

He shook his head, tugging at my arm to keep me closer to him, "I don't even remember anymore." He said honestly before changing the topic, "Why weren't you in bed?"

"I was packing...did you forget we're leaving today?" I asked back with a hint of amusement in my tone.

"I wish," He muttered under his breath, closing his eyes and exhaling loudly.

God only knows where love vacations.

I walked up behind Seb and wrapped my arms around his body before kissing his cheek, his eyes narrowed on something and when I followed them I wanted to groan because he was looking straight at my father. "I love you," I whispered in his ear, an almost sickeningly sweet tone. His gaze didn't shift and my own eyes started narrowing, but on my husband instead. "Seb," I said loud enough for him not to miss.

He broke out of his daze and looked at me, an innocent expression on his handsome face, "What did you say?"

You know how to love only when you're holding me.

I glanced sideways at Seb who kept looking in the rear view mirror, his nerves showing on his face. I'd told him a million times that he didn't have to come with me and the girls to Disneyland, but of course he had insisted on it and still kept doubting himself or that we could handle it. Reaching for his hand that wasn't holding the steering wheel, I gave it a squeeze. "We'll survive," I said quietly with a small smirk on my lips. 

"If we don't get deaf first," He forced himself to grin back at me, nodding to our older niece who kept singing no matter if the song was over.

I smirked wider as he parked the car, leaning into him to press a quick kiss on his cheek before getting out of the car, "Go to Jules, I'll take Haylie." 

He let out a sigh and did as told, walking to the other side of the car and opening the door for Jules. "Here we are," He told her with a smile while I unbuckled the seatbelt to Haylie's carseat. 

You shine even on a rainy day.

I tangled my fingers with Seb's and gave them a squeeze as we started up the walkway, my heels clacking against the sidewalk all the way up to the door. "Don't worry, she called off the strippers and magicians. There might still be a huge cake that I was supposed to jump out of, but -" I cut my own words off as he gave me a pointed look, making me break into a huge grin. "Come on, that was funny!"

"You have a different sense of humor than I do," He retorted but the smallest of smiles was playing on his lips. 

You were my hometown when my heart was filled with loneliness.

I glanced sideways at Seb who kept his face straight in front of the cameras flashing in front of us, under our feet the red carpet and behind us a giant poster of his last movie. He wasn't too happy with the outcome and voiced his opinion about it every day. I was supportive still, and even a little thankful that he wasn't leaving his thoughts to himself. "Seb," My voice broke into his thoughts and when he turned his head in my direction I smiled. "You're going to look extremely pissed off in the pictures and they'll think it's my fault," I said softly, trying to make the moment lighter. 

He forced the smallest smile, all he could apparently do, "I don't care about what they think."

Now my life is sweet like cinnamon, like a fu.cking dream I'm living in.

I smiled against Seb's lips as we shared our first kiss as husband and wife, neither of us willing to break it. His hands clutched at my waist to keep me against his hard body firmly while mine cupped his neck gently. It was slow, intimate, gentle and perfect. When he finally pulled his head back, just enough to see the huge smile on my face, he glanced around us while I did the same, realizing that every one had left us. The man who had officiated at the ceremony has disappeared and we were left with nothing but sand, sea and candles as company. I definitely wasn't complaining. 

Love is patient, love is kind.

Erin laughed at my request, taking my silence as a hint that I was serious, "Oh, you were serious."

"Yes," I replied and felt nervous all of a sudden. I'd picked out the perfect dress for a beach wedding, not too fancy yet not casual. While I was looking at dresses, I thought about rings and how I'd need to present Seb with one... but would he wear it?

"No offense Aria, but I don't know if Seb is the wedding ring type," She cut into my thoughts as if she were reading my mind. "I've never seen him with any jewelry on, but I guess there's a first for everything, right?" 

You're my downfall, you're my muse.

I rolled over on the towel, wrinkling my nose at the candid photos of Seb and I where he looked tired and grumpy. It was a long flight and what did they expect? Of course, paparazzi always had a way of twisting the moment and making up a scenario about Seb cheating on me with his assistant. It was all ridiculous, almost humorous... Except that it was our lives that they were talking about and making up lies for.

"What happened to my no clothes rule?"

Don't let the world in outside. Don't let a moment go by.

I smoothed a hand over my dress, not a crinkle in site but I was doing anything in my power not to think about how I was going to be late to my own premiere. Outside, I could hear a car door shut and I paced quickly over to the front door, opening it and peeking out to see if it was Seb. Of course it wasn't. I turned on my heels and started for the kitchen to find the clutch I had packed, locating it on the counter and grabbing my phone from it to dial his number. It went straight to voice mail and I slowly started to have a panic attack. 

"Ar?" His voice called out from the doorway and it took everything in me not to run. 

You're the only friend I need.

"Ar..." Seb's voice said softly, his hand on my side carefully and cautiously. I stirred a little but didn't open my eyes, too tired because I had a hard time sleeping last night. I always slept bad when he wasn't there, but when we were fighting? It almost seemed impossible. I'd spent most of the night crying instead and now my eyes felt glued together. "I made you some coffee," He added when I didn't budge, determination in his tone which said a lot since usually I was the one who had to throw up the white flag and surrender first.

I finally opened my eyes, looking at him and blinking. "Thanks," I muttered under my breath as I lifted myself up a little, reaching for the cup and breaking eye contact. I wasn't mad anymore, more so hurt. 

Baby be the class clown, I'll be the beauty queen in tears.

I wrapped my arms around Seb's neck from behind, surprising him and grinning to myself. "You're back," I said in a groggy voice as I nuzzled his neck, temporarily distracting him from that damn computer.

"I am," He said simply as he reached out to tangle his hand into my hair, forcing me to pull back slightly and enough for him to kiss my lips. After a whole day spent working away from me and on his film,  he looked exhausted. I was beyond grateful that it was his last day of filming because I wasn't sure how much more I could take of being alone in Seattle. I was proud of him of course, the movie was turning out great which was a challenge from the start since it was hard to make a good movie out of an awful book. But on the other hand, I was being left out constantly and felt like I was living alone in a city where I knew nobody. My classes had stopped, I'd taken up new hobbies, but unfortunately, nothing was enough. 

We might be hollow, but we're brave.

We might be hollow, but we're brave. by pinklipstiiick featuring an envelope clutch

I scanned the floor for my left heel, limping around the hotel room while Sebastian watched me with an amused expression on his face. "I think I saw your shoe under the bed," He told me, grinning even wider when I shot him a glance. I wasn't entirely happy about staying in a hotel while I had my own place. Sure I hadn't spoken to Gavin in a while and it could have been an awkward situation, but still, I hated living out of a suitcase and would rather be in a familiar place... plus I hadn't been home in what felt like forever. And spending the holidays in a hotel? It was just weird. 

So you wanna play with magic. Boy, you should know what you're falling for.

So you wanna play with magic. Boy, you should know what you're falling for. by pinklipstiiick featuring heel boots

"Ar..." Seb's voice trailed off, his hand dropping on my thigh and rubbing it gently.

"Mhm," Came my muffled response as I stared moving slowly and let my eyes eventually flutter open. "Are we here yet?"

"Yet?" He raised one eyebrow at me, amused by my words.

When the money’s spent and all my friends have vanished, and I can’t seem to find no help or love for free, I know there’s no need for me to panic.

When the money’s spent and all my friends have vanished, and I can’t seem to find no help or love for free, I know there’s no need for me to panic. by pinklipstiiick featuring long sleeve shirts

"Seb?" My voice broke the silence as I peeked my head out from over the couch, my lips curving into a smile as soon as my eyes met with my mans.

He couldn't help smiling too as he walked over to where I was laying, setting his hands on the back of the couch and bending over to kiss my pink lips. "Hi babe," He said quietly before walking around the couch and sitting next to me. "What were you doing?"

I lifted myself into a sitting position as I glanced at my kindle which was still on the page I was just reading. "I was reading," I answered and leaned into him, my hand reaching for his to wrap an arm around my shoulders as I set my head on his chest. "How was your date with Rob?"

I would be down on my back looking up at stars at night.

I would be down on my back looking up at stars at night. by pinklipstiiick featuring a charcoal wallpaper

"Just because we're not showing her ass when you spank her but just how your hand move and the sound it makes, it doesn't mean it has to look fake. You have to spank her for real," Seb said after shifting in his chair, looking frustrated as ever while his actors looked uncomfortable. Both weren't new to sex scenes or even nudity, but working for Sebastian Pitt? That had to be intimidating. His take on the movie alone was a risk, but if he hadn't of turned the sex scenes into something subtle, then they'd be straight porn and he wouldn't ever put his name on it. Honestly, a part of me was still surprised he took on the project... but then again, the man was kinkier than anyone I knew.

Spend my nights and days before, searching the world for what's right here.

Spend my nights and days before, searching the world for what's right here. by pinklipstiiick featuring a flap jacket

I followed the real estate agent around the apartment, listening to Seb behind me as he spoke on the phone. "No Erin, I said I want to start start filming tomorrow, I don't care if the location is taken. I told you two weeks ago, I don't care if there are problems now, they're not mine but yours," He said between his clenched teeth, keeping his voice in check since there was a stranger in the room with us also trying to do her job. If Seb started yelling, chances were she'd go running. 

It's true, baby I'm howlin' for you.

It's true, baby I'm howlin' for you. by pinklipstiiick featuring long sleeve shirts

I rolled over in the big bed, arms reaching out for my boyfriends whos body was missing. Opening my eyes slowly, I remembered the previous night and going to bed without talking. We hadn't solved anything. I hated when he was mad at me, I hated the look of disappointment he got on his face, and the way he blocked me out. The worst though, when he couldn't even stand looking at me. Climbing out of bed, I tugged one of his shirts on, the lacy lingerie I wore to bed in an attempt to seduce him had gone to waste. I padded barefoot over to the desk where he was typing and stood behind him, knowing he knew that I was there but choosing to ignore me instead. It pissed me off, I wasn't going to lie. I fucked up and I was in the wrong, but the way he handled his anger? It drove me insane. "Do you want breakfast?" I asked and watched him shake his head in response. I bit back the sigh that wanted to escape my lips and walked around him, leaning against the desk beside his laptop, that way he had to at least look at me. "I'm sorry," I said for the umpteenth time, knowing how he had to be annoyed by those two words by now. It didn't make them any less true though.

I can feel the madness inch by inch.

I can feel the madness inch by inch. by pinklipstiiick featuring a gray shirt

"It was about fucking time," Seb groaned as I finally climbed into the car, having only left him waiting for ten minutes tops. His head was leaning back against his seat and his eyes were on his watch, impatient as always. Okay, maybe I took fifteen minutes, but still.

I glared at my grouchy boyfriend, slamming the door closed a second before he started the engine. "It's not my fault if it took me forever to cover your signs on my neck. Or do you think that your family would love to see how passionate you are about me?" I retorted with an eyebrow raised as I fastened my safety belt.