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All In The Family	By : Tansterz Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Kelly Clarkson Views: 4734 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Kelly Clarkson. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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It seemed like I had been standing at her front door for an eternity before I finally built up enough courage to finally ring the damn door bell. I felt my throat tighten instantly the second I heard the clicking sound of the door unlocking. The door opens and Carrie appears in the doorway.

“Hey.” She says quickly, a friendly smile plastered across her face.

Shit, breathe Kelly, breathe. "Hey, this isn't a bad time is it...?” I say hesitantly, remaining still on the doorstep while waiting to see if she’ll give me the green light and invite me in.

She smiles wider and pulls the door back further, revealing herself in her work attire. I eye the casual pant suit subtly before swallowing and glancing back up at her.

"No of course not, come on in-"

"It totally is, isn't it? Shit, I knew I should have called first or something. I can come back another time, it's no big deal." I say quickly, shifting my body to leave.

Her hand on my arm stops me from going but an inch from her front door. "Really, it's not a bad time. I just ordered some pizza and was getting ready to settle down for the night. Come in." She insists while giving my hand a gentle tug and easing me back around and into her house.

Without further hesitation I allow her to guide me inside, waiting for her to push the door shut behind us and face me. She releases my hand as she turns to face me and I feel myself frown inwardly at the lack of contact.

“I um…I brought you your clothes back.” I say stupidly, extending the borrowed wardrobe out towards her for her to take.

She flashes another warm, friendly smile as she reaches out for the items in my hands. “Why don’t you make yourself at home in the living room and I’ll go put these away and change real fast.” She suggests, patting the clothes in her hands.

I nod. “Yeah, sure, sounds good.” I stammer quickly, turning and making a move towards the living room, casually watching her descend down the hallway in the opposite direction.

It doesn’t take her long to return from her bedroom so I’m not left sitting on her couch alone like an idiot. She appears beside the couch suddenly, stopping on the opposite end of where I’m sitting and gazes over at me.

“Can I get you something to drink? Water, tea, wine…” She doesn’t have to continue on with her list for very long, I already know what I need.

“Wine, please.” I manage to squeak out. Why the hell am I so nervous?

She returns a couple minutes later with two glasses of white wine. I watch her set them down onto the table in front of me before slowly lowering herself down onto the couch beside me.

“So…you left my party so quickly the other night I didn’t even get to say goodbye.”

I lean in towards the table and grasp my glass of wine in my hand, clearing my throat before taking a sip. “I uh…”

“Did I do something wrong?” She questions, shifting her body sideways on the couch.

I shake my head and set the glass back onto the table. “God no, you didn’t do anything wrong. I just…I couldn’t...”

She places a hand on my thigh, causing me to flinch at the sudden contact and also causing me to knock my glass of wine over.

I jump up quickly from the couch, Carrie mirroring my action. “Shit, I’m so sorry. I’m such a fucking klutz. Actually, you already know that, I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, really; it’s not a big deal. I’ll go get something to clean it up.” She says as the doorbell buzzes through the house.

Her head snaps towards the door. “That’s probably the pizza man, would you mind answering that? There’s money sitting on the table by the door.”

“No, no of course I wouldn’t mind.” I assure her, making my way towards the door as she moves towards the kitchen.

I pay the pizza man, tipping him as well, before shutting the door and making my way into her kitchen.

“I didn’t know you were coming…” She begins slowly as I set the pizza box down onto the counter. “I hope vegetarian pizza is okay for you?”

I smile and lean against the counter with my hip. “That sounds fine. Where are your plates?” I ask, watching her remove a towel from under the kitchen sink.

“Top left cabinet above your head.” She answers before making her way out of the kitchen.

Tip toeing I retrieve two plates and set them on top of the pizza box before securely grabbing hold of both sides of the box and moving to join her in the living room.

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She takes a tiny bite off the tip of her second piece of pizza and swallows. "So you didn't go to college?"

I shake my head and then cock it to the side for a moment. "Well, it depends on how you look at that really. I tested the waters with the whole college thing for a semester or two, hell it played a fundamental role in my discovering I'd much rather be with a girl than a guy, but ultimately I just found it wasn't really my thing. Then again, had any of my professors looked like you, I would have rethought it."

She laughs and tucks her feet beneath her. "So then you just decided that you wanted to become a bartender instead of doing anything else."

"I think my decision to become a bartender came with not having anything else to do really, and growing tired of basically mooching off of my mom, so…the girl I was dating at the time saw this ad in the paper advertising bartending classes, so we signed up together. She got hired before I did though, straight out of the class." I explained, setting my crust down onto my plate.

She nods. "And handling alcohol and being around a butt load of hot women had nothing to do with becoming a bartender." She says pointedly.

I chuckle and shrug. "I can't say that's been a terrible perk," I smile and pause for a second, my smile slowly faltering. "Or at least it used to be more pleasant, now I just feel like I need...something more."

She's quiet beside me for a while and I can't take the silence, not after pretty much putting my foot in my mouth. Clearing my throat I decide to break the silence.

"What about you?"

She fidgets with her hands nervously. "What about me?"

"What's your story?"

She shrugs her shoulders. “Depends on what you want to know…” She replies carefully.

“Well, obviously you went to college…what made you want to become a teacher?”

She shrugs again. “I’m not sure really. I mean, my mom is a teacher, and for some reason I always found it kind of fascinating, so maybe I just wanted to follow in her footsteps or something…I guess.”

I nod. “I understand that. You know my mom is super psyched that you’re a teacher, right?”

She laughs. “Yeah, I saw how excited she got when Hailey told her I was her teacher.”

I found myself frowning at the mention of that conversation. That weekend had sucked majorly, and there was no getting around why Carrie had been at my mom’s house that weekend. It hadn’t been for me.

I lean towards the table and set my plate down. “I’m sorry, Carrie, I’m not sure if I can do…this.” I say, slowly motioning between the two of us before pushing up from the couch.

She sets her plate down onto the table and pushes up as well. “But…”

I stand still as she gently grasps my wrist and stands securely in front of me. I swallow and force my eyes to stay locked on hers.

“You have no idea how hard this is for me.” I admit, successfully keeping eye contact.

Her grip on my wrist loosens as she slowly slides it down to take my hand into her own. Our fingers intertwine and she reaches down to take my other hand as well.

“You have no idea how hard it is for me, too.” She whispers softly, slowly inching closer to me.

The warmth of her body pressed closer to mine and the knowledge that her lips are but a whisper away from my own is enough to cause my eyes to drift to them. I sink my teeth into my bottom lip before ultimately caving in and leaning into her, slightly rising on my toes to press my lips to hers. Our lips brush together softly, remaining unmoving for a moment before I skillfully trap her bottom lip between my teeth and gently tug it towards me. She sighs against my mouth and releases my hands from hers before closing what little space is left between the two of us and linking her arms around my neck.

It’s amazing how quickly your brain can forget things because as I far as I’m concerned the previous conversation, as brief as it was, never took place. There’s no chance in hell that I can’t not let this happen, it’s already begun, and no matter how messy things can turn out, there’s no going back at this point.

I place my hands on her waist and kiss her back with just as much intensity as she has now started kissing me with. She shifts slowly, turning until her back is to the couch. Pulling me with her she allows her body to collapse down against the cushions. Instinctively I straddle her to keep the closeness with our bodies that we have formed. Her arms unlock from around my neck and begin to travel tauntingly slow down the front of my body. I feel my breath catch in my throat as she tears her mouth away from mine and trails them down to the center of my neck while her hands tightly fist the bottom of my shirt.

Her lips halt against my skin. “If you want me to stop…” She mumbles against my neck, “Just say the word.”

I release a deep, shaky breath and only manage to shake my head at first. “No…don’t stop.” I say breathlessly, sucking my stomach in at the feel of her fingers tugging my shirt up.

Her lips finally move again, this time trailing to the side of my neck and sucking relentlessly at my pulse point while lifting my shirt up higher. She pulls her mouth away from my skin long enough to pull my shirt over my head and tossing it to the floor, leaving the top half of my body exposed. Before I have time to comprehend it her head is lowering to my chest and her mouth is closing around one of my breasts as her hand caresses the other. Moaning softly I place my hands on the back of the couch on either side of her for support.

Shifting the attention from one of my breasts to the other with her mouth she casually slips her hands in between us and hastily unbuckles my belt. She removes her mouth from my breast and slowly kisses her way back up to my mouth. Her hands are busy undoing my jeans as her lips finally reclaim mine. I moan loudly inside of her mouth as her tongue slides forward and meets mine while her hand simultaneously slips inside of my pants.

Instinctively my hips roll into her touch, fighting to keep up with the quick pace she’s already set.

“Fuck.” I moan loudly, tearing my mouth away from hers.

She lowers her mouth back to my chest, once again capturing one of my breasts inside of her mouth. Tossing my head back I allow better access for her as my hips continue to rock against her hand, feeling myself nearing my release.

“Oh god…” I gasp, straightening back up as she pulls her mouth away from my chest and increases her pace even more.

My body begins to tremble as I near even closer to the edge and as I feel myself breaking, I capture her mouth with my own and let myself go.

I collapse breathlessly against her, my heart pounding so fast it feels like it’s going to bust right out of my chest. She shifts our positions, moving quickly until I’m trapped beneath her on the couch.

She stares down at me intently. “I’m sorry…I know this just continues to make things even more complicated for us…but I…”

I shake my head and place my hand against her cheek. “There’s nothing to be sorry for. I realize we just keep digging ourselves into a deeper a hole, but I just…I don’t think I care about that anymore.” I say, nibbling nervously on my bottom lip.

She raises an eyebrow at me and gives me a side glance. “You don’t?”

I groan. “That’s totally wrong of me to say, isn’t it? I’m such a horrible person. No, I’m such a horrible sister.”

“Hey,” She begins hoisting herself off of me and pulling me up with her, “You’re not a horrible person or a-“

“You can’t say I’m not a horrible sister because I definitely think this would go on a list of things siblings do not do to their siblings.” I cut in quickly.

She sighs and takes my hand into hers. “Sometimes things just happen, you know? We can figure out what to do about this as we go along…see where it’ll take us. Or just fight harder to stop it.”

“I don’t want to stop it.” I admit.

“I don’t either.” She says in agreement.

“As shitty as this all is I guess we just keep this under wraps?” I suggest.

She nods. “Yeah, that sounds like a good idea. This…” She says motioning between the two of us, “whatever this is exactly, isn’t quite clear to both of us yet, and I know that it’s completely unfair to your brother, hell it’s completely unfair to all of us really…it’s just probably best that we keep it on the low while we figure out what to do.”

“Right, that sounds fair enough.”

“We’ll have to be cautious if we want to keep this just between the two of us.”

“And Ashley” I point out.

She offers a knowing smile. “Right…and Ashley”

“She won’t tell anyone.” I assure her.

Finally she releases my hand. “I know she won’t, I trust her.”

The sudden reality that I’m topless dawns on me. “I don’t want you to think that I’m some player and that I cheat on a regular basis or anything because that’s not me.” I explain as I lean forward to retrieve my shirt from the floor.

“I see past your player front, don’t worry, I know that you’re a total softy under the surface.” She teases as she watches me slide my shirt over my head.

I smile at her and chuckle softly. “Shh, don’t let anyone else know that.”

“Your secret is safe with me.”

I push up from the couch and wait for her to rise up too like I know she will. In a matter of seconds she’s standing with me.

“I really should get going.” I tell her.

She nods. “Yeah, okay…um, thanks for stopping by.”

I laugh and move with her towards the door. “Lets not start getting all awkward now; I really think we’re passed that.” I say, pausing once we reach the door.

She chuckles softly and crosses her arms over her chest. “You’re totally right, we’re passed that.”

“I had a nice time.”

She grins and blushes. “I bet you did.”

I feel a blush consume my face too. “I didn’t mean because of that…not entirely at least. It was nice spending time with you.” I explain.

“It was nice spending time with you too, we should do it again.” I grin and hold back a chuckle.

“Hang out.” It’s not my fault she feels she needs to elaborate.

“Definitely, I’ll call you.” I say, moving closer to her.

She smiles and moves in also. “Okay.”

“I’ll see you later.” I press my lips against hers.

“Alright” She mumbles against my lips, before kissing my lips again and pulling back.

“Night, Care.” I whisper before stepping back further and opening the door.

She’s grinning from ear to ear. “Night, Kelly.”
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