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stranded	By : litlbit Category: Individual Celebrities > Christian Bale Views: 4993 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 12 I woke up in the middle of the night, tossing and turning. I was naked underneath the covers, because I was use to sleeping naked I guess. I left the door between our rooms unlocked. Why? I don't know, maybe I hoped that Christian would sneak in and lay next to me to comfort me? I just lay on my back and stared at the ceiling as I tried to go to sleep. I had a lot of things on my mind. I felt someone slip next to me and I turned over to see Christian, his hair tousled and very messy and in his boxers. "Can I sleep in here with you, I don't like sleeping alone." I nod and noticed he kept the door between our rooms open. I whispered to Christian. "Sure Christian." I lay on my side and then feel Christian's arms as they wrap around me and sigh. I lay there still, letting the warmth of Christian's body against mine relax me. Christian starts to kiss the back of my neck and slips his fingers on my body to caress me. I moan and then turn to my back as Christian kisses me gently.
I respond to the kiss, parting his lips with my tongue to tease his mouth. Christian breaks the kiss and uses his mouth to suck on my small breasts. I moan of course, because he uses his tongue to tease them. Christian kisses me again as I open my legs to him and he slips in-between them and enters me slowly all the way to the hilt. I break the kiss to whisper. "Christian please." Christian buries his face in my neck as he starts to thrust in me, hard, deep and steady, just the way he knows that will bring me over the edge. As he is thrusting in me he shifts his body just a little bit more and I feel the tip of his cock as it slams into my pleasure spot. I moan louder, but then feel a hand as it presses against my mouth, I moan against it as Christian thrusts harder and faster in me, my moans are muffled of course.
I finally go over the edge and scream against his hand as I come hard. Christian thrusts in whispers and me. "Oh Bit." and Christian come in me hard. I feel his lips on mine as we kiss again. After a few minutes of resting. Christian pulls out and lies on back and then I turn to my stomach, I'm very tired and whisper. "Sweet dreams Christian." I close my eyes and fall asleep now. The next morning I turn over to my stomach and feel the spot is empty. I think I must have dreamed it. "Nice dream." I whisper to myself. I open my eyes and get up and stretch. I'm about to order breakfast when I notice Christian already did. "I hope you don't mind." I smile. "No, it's ok." I slip my robe back on and sit at the table and start to eat. He must have been watching me sleep, because he has the cocky grin I admire. "I like having you in my arms." Christian tells me as he takes a bite from his toast. He's in his boxers and a T-shirt "I like being in your arms, but soon we'll be going back to our lives and we'll have to forget about our life on the island." I told him a sad look on my face of course. "I know." Christian whispered. I ate all of my breakfast and then turned on the TV to see what was on. It was about us again and I rolled my eyes. "We have a press conference today in an hour in the lobby of the hotel." Christian told me as I went into the bathroom. "Oh shit."
I turned around and told him. "I have nothing to wear." Christian smirked and then left and came back from his part of the hotel and handed me some clothes. "They should fit." It was a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. "Thanks." I smiled at him and then went into the bathroom to change. I came out in the pair of jeans and T-shirt. They fit me perfect. I braided my hair and wrapped it around my head, since it has grown very long when we were on the island; I really needed to get it back to chin length again. I slipped on my glasses and brushed my teeth. I wore no makeup and I didn't even care what I looked like. Even Christian and I were very tanned and healthy looking. Christian walked down to the lobby as the press was there and tons of cameras.
I was nervous and I tried to hide behind Christian, but he wrapped his arm around me and kept me close to him as we answered questions. There were tons of questions, but whenever it got to about our relationship together Christian told them that we just tried our best get along. "We're just glad that we survived on the island after the crash." "So you two aren't romantically involved,” a reporter asked. "No comment." Christian quickly said. "So what are you going to do with your half of the money Morgan?" I answered it with honesty. "It’s going into an account to use until I get a job I guess." Christian then answered the question when it was directed to him. "Charities and foundations I support." Christian and I answered a few more questions and then went back to our rooms.
I was already bored. I turned the TV on and tried to watch a movie. I ended up turning it off. Christian slipped into my room using the door between our rooms as I sat there annoyed, "What's the matter?" Christian took my hand. "I'm bored and if we went out of the room we'd be hounded by cameras." I sighed. Christian squeezed my hand and grinned. "They're just curious that's all." I sighed and then answered in a whisper. "Things aren't going to go back to normal are they?" I leaned in and let my headrest on Christian's shoulder; he wrapped his arm around me and held me. "No I don't think it will." I lifted my head and rolled my eyes, but didn't say anything. I put my head back on Christian's shoulder and closed my eyes. "I'm glad the blinds are down." Christian whispered, "Yeah." We sat like that for awhile and then I told Christian. "I bet the tabloids will have a field day writing about us." I pull out my journal; it's one of the notebooks I started using when my journal got full. I started to write in it. Christian smiled and went to his own room; he left the door opens and turned on the TV. I finished writing in my journal and was craving for some chocolate.
I went to the table and grabbed a snicker bar and a soda and started to eat it when Christian came in smiling. He sat down and turned on the TV. "You might want to see this." I look to see that we're in the news again. I watch as they show the press conference that we did. "God I look awful." I tell Christian and he shakes his head. "No you look fine." I shake my head. "Gross looking." I grab the remote and turn off the TV. "I guess tomorrow we're flying back to the states." I sigh. "After this I'm never flying again." I know I'm going to be nervous about flying now. Christian takes my hand and squeezes it. "How about you sit next to me and I'll hold your hand, would that make you feel better?" I nod and then squeeze his hand. "Sounds ok." I let go of Christian's hand and grab a book and start to read it, but he grabs it out of my hand and leans in to kiss me. I respond to the kiss and then broke it to smile at him. "Soon you'll be with your family." Christian caresses my cheek. "Yeah, but I'm not sure how things will be when I get back home." I nod and then tell him, "I know it's not going to be the same when I get back, cause everyone is going to want to be my best friend." I smirk, "I think I might just move out of where I was living and maybe down south where my mother lives." I tell Christian as I finish my candy bar and soda.
Later that night we were made up and dressed up to receive our reward money and photographed together with a huge check. We also receive our checks and treated to supper in the dining area that was roped off for us only. Besides the money from the reward we were both rewarded with another check from the Airline Company that was flying us to the location. It was a settlement I gladly took after I signed a paper. With the reward money and the settlement I guess I wouldn't have to work anymore if I didn't want to? I would put it all in the bank and then withdraw what I needed to live on if I decided to get a job. I ate at the table with Christian I drank soda instead of wine and asked for a burger and fries instead of the fancy food they had. They were happy to do it. I didn't know what to say to Christian until I noticed he took my hand. "Look I just want to tell you that I'm going to miss you and that I hope we can stay friends and we can stay in touch." I nod my head. "Of course we can I would like that." Christian grabs a napkin and writes out his private numbers, his email address and cell phone number he has. "Even if you just want to talk." Christian hands me the napkin and I slip it in my pocket, making sure it's down deep in there so I don't lose it. I smile at him. "Ok." I don't know what else to say.
I mean I've been gone a whole year and what about everyone I RP with and talk to on the computer and I worry that all my stuff will be gone and that I was declared dead or something. I'm very worried about stuff like that. When I finally get ready for bed I slip the napkin in my carryon. I lay there staring at the ceiling with tons of things running through my head. I'm worried about what will happen when I get back home. The tabloids will have fun writing about us I bet. I wonder what everyone will think about when we get back to the states and we each hold a press conference or not. I turn to my side and close my eyes and trying to relax to take a nap.
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