Hillary spent many days and night in the hospital with Charles, she didn’t leave his side. She felt bad about everything that happened with Dave the other day and she wanted to make it up to him. He was getting better everyday. At meal times, hillary would feed him, even though he was perfectly capable of doing it himself. She made sure to take good care of him, and he was loving every second of it. Charles loved the attention, especially if it was from Hillary. He felt himself getting stronger everyday, and the meds for the gash in his head were starting to take a positive effect. He was ready to go home.
Charles laid awake in his hospital bed, staring at the sleeping beauty who was curled up in the not so comfortable arm chair. He sighed to himself and reached his arm out to grab her hand softly, stroking his thumb over the back of her hand, smiling to himself. He closed his eyes and rolled onto his back, clutching her hand still in his. Charles began to realize that there is nothing in this world that was more important to him than Hillary was. Not alcohol or drugs or any other insignificant thing in his life. Hillary was his whole world, and he felt ashamed that it took him this long to work that out. After a few more minutes he felt her start to stir so he opened his eyes and waited for her to do the same. ‘Good morning gorgeous..’ Charles said softly as Hillary yawned loudly and he giggled at her. ‘Sorry…’ She replied tiredly ‘good morning handsome. How are you today?’ She stood up and kissed his lips, running her hand through his hair. He moved his hands around her back, sitting up and kissing her back harder ‘I feel amazing. Can we go home now…’ He asked carefully and Hillary sighed ‘you know that’s not up to me Charles.. I want you back home too, but that’s up to the doctor..’ Charles rolled his eyes and Hillary laughed ‘c’mon Charles, don’t be like that. We’ll just ask the doctor if it’s ok-’ ‘uhh but he’s a douchebag! Seriously Hillary, he doesn’t know anything.’ Just as he finished his sentence, The doctor opened the door and walked in.
A long, slender man, maybe in his late 40’s, early 50’s, with a head if bushy grey untamed hair, and a mustache that would give any award winning caterpillar a run for it’s money. Charles’ eyes nearly popped out of his head and hillary tried hard to keep herself from bursting out in laughter. ‘Good morning Mr Kelley, how are you this morning?’ He asked sternly, looking down at the clipboard on the edge of Charles’ bed. Charles made a face at him, causing hillary to loose control of her laughter, and then replied back ‘I’m fine. feeling better than ever, actually.. Can I go home now?’ He asked bluntly, glaring at the doctor who was still looking down and Hillary threw her hands up to her mouth to muffle her laughter. ‘Ill have to go and check..’ The doctor said back, glancing up and catching Charles making faces. He rolled his eyes and put the clipboard down, walking towards the door ‘oh and Mr Kelley.. I’m not an complete idiot you know…’ And walked out. Charles turned to hillary and they both burst into laughter and after a few moments, Hillary stopped and leant her forehead against his shoulder, kissing it gently ‘gosh, i love you charlie..’ Charles stopped laughing and moved his arm around her, kissing her forehead strongly in response ‘I love you more.’
After getting a clearance, Charles and Hillary packed up all his stuff and left the hospital. Charles was overjoyed about getting out of the dreaded blue and white hospital gown and back into his usual attire. He also wanted some normal food in him, as plastic hospital food just didn’t fill him up like a burger and fries does. Hillary offered to drive him home, and he didn’t refuse. They weren’t going back to the bus, the tour had been rescheduled due to the unforeseen circumstances. It was a few hours drive to get back to Nashville, so Charles had a nap against the window to refresh himself Incase Hillary would want to swap later on. When he woke up, they had pulled over and hillary was standing outside of the car, talking on the phone. Slowly and quietly, Charles sneaked out of the car and made his way around the back to where Hillary was standing. ‘Yeap. Ok.. Yeah will do. Ok.. Yes-ohhhhh Charles.’ We walked behind her and pressed himself against the back of her, sinking his lips deep into the soft skin of her neck. Hillary covered the mic on her phone and moaned ‘Charles… Just.. Give me one more minute..’ He spun her around and pushed her gently back against the car, arms straddling either side of her body so she was trapped between his body and the car. ‘Charles… Please…’ She whispered out and he smirked ‘hurry.. I can’t take this much longer..’ He said back, rushing her, and she giggled, moving her extra hand around his neck and playing with his hair. ‘Ok I have to go now. Talk soon! Bye..’ She said, just able to hang up quickly before Charles pressed his body and lips hard against hers. After awhile, Charles pulled back for a breath, leaving hillary gasping for air. He moved his hands to her face and held her face against his. ‘Hillary… I’ve been an asshole lately, a real prick, and I don’t deserve you. What I put you through over the past few weeks has been terrible, and I can see that now. The drugs, they messed me up real good, and I’m sorry for that. I don’t deserve you or anything you’ve ever done for me. I’m a mess hillary. A real hot mess, but I promise on my life that I am willing to work through it… But I can’t do it alone. I know you’ll stick with me, when you shouldn’t, and I’m not gonna stuff that up again. I need you hillary… I need you so.badly.’ He pushed himself harder against her and felt her shudder against him. She moved her hands down his chest to his belt buckle and held it tightly, pulling his hips against hers. She put her index finger against his lips and hushed him ‘shh.. Gosh you talk a lot Georgia boy.. Shhh..’ He bit his lip and held her tightly ‘well stop me then’. Hillary didn’t need another invitation, standing up on her tip toes to reach his lips, Then kissing him thoroughly and enthusiastically. After a minute or so, Charles moved his arms under Hillary and lifted her up so she wrapped her legs around his waist and he carries her around to the other side of the car, opening the back door and laying her down on the back seat.
He stood outside the car and unbuttoned his shirt quicker than he’d ever done before. He threw it to the floor if the car and unbuckled his belt, dropping his jeans and kicking his shoes and pants off. Hillary moved to head her back against the opposite door and waited for Charles to join her. She’d slipped out of her dress and dropped it down to join the pile of Charles’ clothes on the floor. Charles moved to sit beside her and shut the door, crawling over and straddling Hillary’s legs as she grabbed under his arms and pulled him on to her.
‘God I’ve missed you hillary..’ Charles got out between kisses, lifting himself up but hillary pulled him back down against her again ‘yeah, well show me. Show me you missed me. I want to feel you Charles.. Because I missed you too, the real you. The guy I fell in love with all those years ago. I want to feel your passion, your pride, your everything. I love you Charles, I’ve never felt this way about anybody in my entire life. I’m a new me, I mean, you’ve changed me into somebody who’s not afraid of what people think. I’ve changed because of you Charles, but there’s no other way id rather be. Heck, when I was with Chris, the only place we ever slept together was in our bed at home, because that’s the only place I felt comfortable…but with you, I feel free… Charles I love you with every single fiber in my body… Now please… Pleeeaaase show me again why I love your body so much..’ Charles kissed down her throat to her collar bone, slowly sucking and softly biting along to her shoulder and back again. She linked her hand in his hair and moaned slowly as he moved his way down to her chest and breasts. He kissed around her breast in circles, alternating sides before Hillary moaned out ‘d-don’t t-t-tease me..ahh…’ He smirked to himself before sucking lightly on her left nipple while his hand worked on her right one. He was driving her insane and he knew it by the way she was bucking up underneath him. This have him the load of confidence he needed to continue moving down. He kissed along the inside if her thighs, very very lightly, the scruff of his face softly scratching and tickling her as he worked. Then he began to work at what he did best, slowly removing her underwear down and past her trembling knees and off on to the floor, hillary braced herself for what she described as the best feeling she’s ever had and he slowly used his tongue in ways that she could only describe as purely magical. He worked her to the point where her breaths were short and sharp, drenched by her longing moans and shaken body.
Charles say up, satisfied with Hillary’s reaction by him using his tongue and his tongue only. He watched her as she received herself, steadying her breathing and slowly sitting up to lay her head on his shoulder. ‘Ready for round two?’ Charles said to her and without waiting for a response, he leant over to her and kissed her hard on the lips. Hillary kissed him back and moved her hands to his boxer shorts, pushing them down and placing her hands on his butt firmly. Charles moved his legs to straddle her body and he knelt over her, head just touching the roof of the car. She held her hands out and grabbed his hips, slowly letting her fingers drag across his skin until they were sitting right at the top of his thighs. Charles but his lip and Hillary felt herself blush ‘I’ve known you for a very long time Miss Scott, and there ain’t a lot of things that have ever made you blush..’ A smile spread across her face and she licked her lips ‘must be something bout a tall handsome Georgia boy sitting naked on top of me… Charles I love you…but you can’t tease me like this. I n.e.e.d you now..’ He smirked as he felt hillary begin to slowly run her fingers along his crotch, right to the tip and back again. He then bent over and kissed her passionately, moaning in her mouth. ‘Ch-Charles… I need you.. I need to feel you..please…’ He nodded and readjusted himself over her, lowering himself down to her and they both groaned as he entered her for the first time. Then they found their perfect harmony and moved in motion until Charles was all spent and fell beside her in a sweaty, tired heap.
Charles drove the rest of the way home, energized and satisfied, he was happy to be headed home. Hillary sat beside him his her hand in the inside of his leg, drawing patterns on his jeans as he drove. When they arrived home, they pulled into the driveway to see another car parked there too. Suspicious, Charles got out and told hillary to wait there. He slowly crept to the front door to see it half open, so he made his way inside and inspected everywhere, the kitchen, dining room, hallway, bedrooms up and down stairs, and last was the lounge room. As he walked round the corner he saw a man sitting on the couch, Chris. ‘What the fuck are you doing here?!’ He asked sternly, clenching his fists together. ‘Look… I don’t wanna cause trouble.. I just wanna talk to Hillary…’ Chris said, standing up and walking towards him. Charles didn’t want a bar of it, grabbing chris’ shirt and pushing him up against the wall beside him ‘she doesn’t want you. She never wanted you. You’re an asshole Chris, and you DONT deserve her!’ Charles was yelling now, which startled Hillary who was still waiting in the car. ‘Please, just let me see her.. I just wanna see her…’ Charles pushed him harder against the wall and got right in his face ‘now you listen here. She doesn’t want to see you or talk to you or have anything to do with you. You need to leave here right now other wise im calling the cops! You’re so lucky I don’t just beat your ass right here and now!’ ‘Charles!!’ Hillary called from the doorway. He dropped Chris and turned to look at her ‘Hillary…. You don’t have to talk to him… I can make him go away..’ Charles said strongly as Chris just stared at her. ‘Hillary… Wow.. You’re looking better than ever… How have you been?’ Chris asked, still not taking his eyes off of her. Hillary walked to stand beside Charles who had stepped away from Chris, taking his hand strongly in hers ‘I’m fine. I’m.. Happy. Happier than I’ve ever been actually.’ Her and Charles looked at each other and then at Chris, who’s looked down to the ground. ‘Ohh.. Well… I’m happy then…’ He stuttered out. ‘What do you want Chris?’ Charles asked coldly and Chris looked up ‘I.. I want you back hillary.. I was an ass and I treated you so wrong.. Please. Give me another chance, I’ve changed… I swear I have. Charles could feel his blood start to boil, and Hillary must have noticed it, she clutched at his arm tightly, as to tell him that it was ok. ‘Chris… I don’t know what to say… I’m sorry.. I don’t love you anymore… I’m happy, I love Charles and he treats me better than you ever did.. So no.. I can’t give you another chance. You need to leave now…’ Her eyes dropped towards the floor and so did Chris’. He stood there a few more moments before leaving, As he reached the front door he turned around and looked back at them ‘well… I hope you’re happy together…’ And then left. Hillary began to cry and Charles brought her in against his chest, kissing the top of her head gently as he comforted her. ‘Hey.. It’s gonna be alright. I’m here for you. I’ll always be here for you. You did the right thing….’ He held her tight but Hillary felt otherwise. She was unsure if what had just happened, and didn’t know what to make of it. Chris sounded sincere, lonely and sorry, but she couldn’t forget what he had done to her. She had always been one to give second chances, And Chris was the love of her life, she was completely and utterly in love with him. Now she wasn’t sure whether she’d made the right choice after all.
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