Twisted | By : ClarkWoodFan Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Kelly Clarkson Views: 5663 -:- 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. |
Notes: Sorry for the delay, y’all. Me and my roommies have been having a blast getting settled. (Moving sucks). Anyway. Here’s a way overdue update! I’m leaving it with a cliffhanger, but hopefully, I’ll be adding the next part asap. To those who are still with me, enjoy! :)
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There was a bark from the other side of the door. “Hold on, Ace,” Carrie yelled over Kelly’s shoulder.
“But…” Kelly started to complain as she had stopped the tickling and began lightly tracing her fingertips around Carrie’s neck.
“Kel,” Carrie shivered, trying hard not to give in. She really debated with herself, but knowing that it just wasn’t meant to be then. The bus had stopped, her day was about to begin and everyone would be looking for her attention.
“Hmm,” Kelly leaned down to replace her fingers with her lips, kissing softly down her chest until she reached her belly button where she lingered.
“Baby…” Carrie sighed, as she brought her hands to Kelly’s chin. “We-we can’t,” she guided Kelly up towards her waiting lips.
Kelly laughed as she pulled back. “Woman, make up your mind,” she teased.
Carrie growled in frustration. “You know I want you, but we can’t,” she sat up bringing Kelly with her. “Everyone’s gonna be gearing up for grabbing brunch and stuff.”
“Oh?”
“Well, either that, or a conference call with Anne. I’ll have to check. Hold on,” she reached over the Texan to check her phone. “I was right,” she read off. “We have a call in a few.”
“Are you sure I can’t change your mind,” Kelly batted her eyes and pouted.
“No,” Carrie laughed. “You know, you maybe be taking time off, but some of us have work to do…”
“Fine,” the Texan’s pout grew. “I’ll just add it to your debt.”
There was a knock on the door that completely startled the girls. “Carrie,” they heard Matt’s muffled voice. “Just checking in. Call with Anne in fifteen.”
“Thanks, Matt,” she answer cheerily. “See,” she turned to Kelly. “The day starts now.”
Kelly rolled off of her and sat on the edge of the bed as she looked on the floor for her clothes before Carrie stopped her. “Don’t even think about it,” the blonde laughed sliding on the bed behind her.
“Come on,” she guided Kelly to the closet door. “See, there’s a robe for you and I asked Matt to bring your stuff in here.”
Kelly turned around with a giant grin. “You are too smart. Thanks, babe.”
“I know,” Carrie smirked. “Now, why don’t you go take a shower while I deal with this call?”
Kelly chuckled. “Fine…”
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“Hi,” Jimmy greeted Kelly as she and Carrie walked out of the tour bus to eat with the band.
“Hey, Jimmy,” Kelly smiled in return.
“So,” he walked over to her. “Did y’all have fun with doing your nails? Or whatever it is you girls do?”
Kelly bit her lip trying not to laugh as she could hear Carrie gently snickering behind her. “Um, yeah,” she managed. She figured she’d have fun at her girlfriend’s expense. “It was ok. But Carrie’s not that great at doing other’s nails.”
Carrie’s jaw dropped as Kelly smirked. “Oh, I disagree. I do damn good nails. Thank you very much.”
Jimmy shook his head confused. “Want me to show you around,” he asked a surprised Texan. “I mean, have you met everyone?”
“Uh, no, I haven’t,” Kelly shook her head as she caught Carrie’s eyes.
The blonde winked teasingly in response. “Well, y’all have fun,” she waved. “I’ve gotta check in with Keith.”
“But,” Kelly began to protest as Jimmy wrapped an arm around her waist and guiding her to where the guys were lined up at the lunch line.
“Guys, guess who’s here,” he introduced her.
“Hey, y’all,” Kelly smiled.
Garrett walked over and shook her hand. “Cool to meet you.”
“Thanks. You are,” Kelly asked trying to familizarize herself with everyone.
“I’m Garrett, drums.”
“Oooh, right on!” Kelly nodded. “We’ll have to talk later. Maybe you can give me some tips for Rock Band.”
The guys laughed as Jamie came forward. “Hi, I’m Jamie…backup vocals.”
“Awesome. It’s really good to meet y’all. Carrie’s always saying great things about y’all .”
“Yeah,” Jimmy chimed in. “She’s a sweetheart. So, how about you?”
“Me?”
“Yeah, your band?”
“Oh,” Kelly shook her head. “They’re pretty great. Maybe when everyone’s done, we can have a party or something.”
“Oh, nice,” Jimmy smiled as the guys shared a look.
Carrie was making her way back to them after talking with her tour manager on some adjustments they were making to the stage. “Hey,” she walked over to Kelly.
“Hi,” Kelly smiled.
“So, anyone up for pizza,” the blonde looked at her band.
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“So, how was it,” Kelly asked as she looked over her laptop. She was sprawled on Carrie’s tour bus couch checking her email. She’d made her way there after listening to the sound check. The blonde always did her meets and greets after it and Kelly figured she’d give her some time.
“Oh, you know,” Carrie sat next to her. “Fans are great. I mean, when they talk. Most of the time, they just stare at you like you’re from another planet or something.”
Kelly laughed. “Yeah, they get pretty star struck. Usually, they relax if you talk a lot. At least that’s what happens with mine.”
Carrie nodded. “Yeah. Me too. But I just, I really get shy sometimes.”
“Really?”
“Well, I’ve gotten a lot better, though. I guess it was an adjustment that anyone would be that excited to meet boring old me.”
“Oh,” Kelly moved the laptop from her lap and placed it to her other side. “I don’t think you’re boring,” she turned and faced Carrie before she wiggled her eyebrows.
Carrie scoffed. “Well, only you get to see that side, silly.”
Kelly grinned. “That’s what I like to hear. But seriously, you’re pretty dang hot. If I were a fan, I’d be speechless too.”
The blonde laughed before she glanced at Kelly’s screen. “Babe?”
“Huh,” Kelly turned to see what Carrie was seeing. “Oh,” she blushed. “Um, I was just checking out some new music,” she tried to cover.
“Britney…basically naked,” Carrie’s jaw dropped.
“Oh, come on,” the Texan shrugged. “She ain’t naked. It’s her new video. What? You’re not a fan?”
Carrie made a face. “No, not really. Don’t tell me you are?”
“What,” Kelly defended. “She still hot. Look at those abs.”
The blonde laughed, shaking her head. “Are you telling me to check out Britney Spears?”
Both girls couldn’t help but laugh at their sudden conversation. “Ok, weird,” Kelly shook her head. “I don’t see her like that, at all. I mean, she’s looks hot again, but whatever.”
“So,” Carrie snuggled up to her. “How long have you had this um, fascination, with ol’ Brit?”
“Pfft,” Kelly laughed. “Not a fascination. I’ve met her a couple of times. She seemed sweet.”
“Ah. So, you check out a lot of girls online?”
The Texan shifted to look at Carrie. “Well, no. But come on, there isn’t anyone out there you think is hot?”
“Um,” the blonde froze. “I really haven’t thought about it.”
Kelly laughed. “Ah,” she nodded as she reached for her laptop and rested it on her lap. “Clearly, she can’t sing like you, but she’s entertaining. And it’s catchy.”
After the girls finished watching the video, Kelly opened a web browser to scan the entertainment news. Carrie immediately recognized the name. “You check those out,” she asked frowning.
“Only for fun,” Kelly smirked. “They’re wrong ninety-five percent of the time anyway. You don’t?”
Carrie shook her head. “No. They can be vicious. I made one comment once, a small one too, and it haunted me for months.”
“Aw,” Kelly frowned. “Well, here. Look like Michael Jackson wants to go into space.”
Carrie laughed. “Oh, wow. Ok.”
Kelly continued scanning the headlines until she stopped dead in her tracks. “Shit,” she whispered, getting Carrie’s attention.
“What,” she scooted closer to see the screen. Her jaw dropped when she read it.
“Surprise: What do Kelly Clarkson and Carrie Underwood have in common? It's not just Idol.”
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