As Lando had stood lost in thought, looking at the kids playing, he hadn't noticed the boy approach him. He was startled out of his stupor by a small tap on his shoulder. As he turned around, he stood facing a boy his own age, his timid smile showing two bunny teeth in the front. The boy held out a bright orange poppy towards Lando, urging him to take it. Lando carefully grabbed the flower and studied it. It was beautiful—large, bright petals surrounding a darker core, it looked like something wild and free.
Lando looked into the soft brown eyes of the boy and extended his hand, "I'm Lando," he said, "what's your name?"
The boy grinned broadly and replied, "I'm Oscar," before shaking Lando's hand wildly. "Y'wanna play?"
Lando gave a shy nod, but before he could follow Oscar to the playground, he was stopped in his tracks. Pointing to the orange flower, Oscar said, "Wait, gimme that quick?"
Lando frowned. He really didn't want to give away the flower, and what manners were it to give a gift and then immediately take it back? Still, he followed orders and handed Oscar the poppy. Instead of pocketing it as Lando had expected, Oscar lifted the flower to put it into Lando's curls, the stem tucking securely behind his ear. He took a step back and observed Lando, looking pleased.
"There," he said, "now you can play."
Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Abuse, Swearing, Smut (18+ only please)
Summary: You are a bit of a loner, no family and always moving from place to place, you meet Chris and Sebastian while they stay in the London hotel you work in, you become close with both of them (Sorry I am rubbish at summaries and don’t want to give too much away)
Any Gifs/Pictures and Songs I use are not mine
Ok so this is one of the first fics i wrote, updated it slightly and now posting as lost it when i lost my blog over a year ago. Some of you may remember it, hope you like it.
That night you got up on stage, wearing black jeans with black boots, a low-cut dark green sleeveless top that showed off just enough cleavage, introducing yourself and the band, you began to sing.
Starting with Summer of 69 (Bryan Adams), then went onto Paradise City (Guns N Roses), the theme continued with classic rock with the whole room getting involved and singing along. Everyone seemed to be having a great time. you were halfway through Livin’ on a Prayer (Bon Jovi) when you noticed Chris and Seb walk into the bar, order a drink and sat in the VIP area.
Giving them a quick smile as you sang and jumped around the stage, you loved the feeling you got from the crowds when you sang with the band. You were rubbing shoulders and dancing with the guitarist Oliver and lead singer Brad, when you looked over to the bar you saw Nick staring at you, he didn't look happy how close you were with them, grinding against them, Brad placing his hands on your hips as you danced in front of him, but it was all just for show, Brad knew that and Nick should to.
You sang She Keeps Me Up (Nickelback), it was a duet and you had a huge cheeky grin as you sang the female vocals. You couldn't help but look over to Chris and Seb as you sang, you were drawn to their beautiful eyes, giving them a cheeky wink.
At the end of the evening you helped the band pack away the stage and went to find Nick who had now disappeared from the bar. Walking down the corridor towards the back office, your boots clicking on the tiles as you approached, the office the door was shut, which was unusual.
As you neared you heard moans and a strange noise, opening the door, you froze in complete shock, there was Nick with Beth, they had their backs to the door, Beth was bent over the desk and Nick was fucking her hard from behind, they were both breathless and panting, bodies slamming together rough and fast. They were both so caught up and making so much noise they hadn't heard you enter the office.
Your reflection must have caught Nick’s eye in the glass cabinet behind the desk as he turned around and saw you standing in the doorway “Shit! Y/N!” He said, he quickly stumbled mid thrust but you were gone back out the door before he could turn around fully.
Y/N, WAIT!” He yelled as you dashed back down the corridor and back out to the bar, you could feel the tears start to prick the back of your eyes, you had no idea where you were going, you just had to get as far away as possible.
Chris and Seb looked up as they heard Nick calling your name, then saw you rush through the bar, nearly tripping over chairs and stumbling as you sprinted for an exit, any exit.
Rushing out of the bar and out into the garden, Nick followed you out of the back office into the bar a few minutes later, he’s shirt was open and he was doing up the button and belt on his trousers.
“Y/N wait!” he called, Nick hadn't seen where you had run to, stopping in the middle of the bar to look for you. Chris and Seb had seen you run out the patio doors and outside, ignoring Nick as they passed him, they walked out into the garden to try to find you.
You had stopped, gasping for breath, hiding just around the corner in the shadows, you couldn’t stop the tears from running down your cheeks. It seemed silly, you hadn’t been with Nick for long really but seeing him like that, with Beth, just hurt so bad, he was the first person in ages you had trusted and truly opened up to.
You watched from the shadows as Chris and Seb come out into the garden, looking around, maybe they were just getting some air but you didn’t feel like speaking to anyone at the moment so you crept round the side of the building and down the street into the night.
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You walked, lost in thought, ending up at a bar ordering a drink you sat in a corner booth away from prying eyes, alone. All the tears had gone, but you kept replaying the scene over and over, Nick and Beth together, you could hear the slapping of skin and their pants and moans of pleasure. You couldn’t get the image out of your mind, a million questions running through my head, was that the reason Beth had been asking after him earlier? How long had it been going on? All those times you were together was he thinking of her? What was wrong with you? Why didn't anyone want you? It was driving you crazy, your head spinning, you took another large gulp of your drink......
You felt like you were being watched, looking up and saw a gorgeous pair of blue eyes looking at you from across the bar. Looking properly, you realised it was Chris. He saw you looking at him and walked over to your table.
“Y/N? Are you ok?” he asked, look of genuine concern on his face, he could obviously see that you had been crying, eyes still puffy and red.
“Yeah, fine thanks” you answered unconvincingly trying to put a smile on your face but it came out more of a grimace, “What…. what are you doing here?” you stammered.
After asking if he could join you, Chris scooted onto the booth beside you, he was trying to be nonchalant but you hoped you know the answer to the question before you had asked it, could he really care about you? “Oh, just fancied a walk, we saw you run out of the hotel earlier you sure everything is ok?” he replied, taking a sip of his beer.
“Yeah great!” you answered a bit more sarcastic then you meant to. “Sorry...... just been a shitty night”
“If you want to talk, I’m here, or we just sit here in awkward silence, or maybe even dance around like you were this morning” he smirked at the large suggestion.
A small smile appeared on your face.
“Was that a smile?”
“Maybe….” you replied bumping him with your shoulder
“It looks good” He said, wiping a stray tear from your cheek
The both of you sat together and talked for what felt like forever, it felt comfortable, he was so easy to talk with.
You were rambling telling him how you had caught Nick “I don’t know why I am so upset, it’s not as though I have been with him long it’s just he is the first person I have truly opened up to and told about my past…" you stopped talking biting your bottom lip, you hadn’t realised what you had said until after the words left your lips
Chris looked at you, his piercing blue eyes looking straight at you, properly looking at you, no one had ever done that before “Look you don’t have to tell me anything, and I wouldn’t worry about Nick it’s his loss” he said looking into your eyes, he smiled and placed a hand on your arm that was resting on the table cupping your glass. Having him smile at you like that, you couldn’t help but smile back.
You don't know why as you had only just met him but you felt as though you could talk to Chris about anything, opening up about your childhood.
"I have no family" you explained "My parents died in an car accident, so I was in care from a baby, no one adopted me, no one wanted me, when I was moved to a half-way house at 16, I got a job and went out on my own, I didn't want to be in care anymore, it felt like I was sitting on a shelf waiting for someone to pick me, so I either rented somewhere or worked at places where there were rooms for the staff and just kept moving around"
Chris just listened, he didn't make any sympathetic sounds, he didn't try to comfort you in anyway, he could tell you weren’t telling him this for him for sympathy, you just needed to get it out.
"Because of moving around so much I have never really had friends" you explained "This is actually the longest job I’ve had and I have been here just over a year and I couldn't tell you much about anyone, I had been with Nick for about 6 months it was the longest relationship I’ve had, I don't know what to do anymore, I don’t know if I can still work with them after this" you sighed taking a large sip of your drink.
Chris told you about his childhood and how close he was with his mum, how he confided in her about everything, you could tell he loved his family very much, they were everything to him. He wasn't bragging or rubbing it in your face he was just being open, as you had been with him, his face lit up when he told you about his dog, Dodger, showing you a video on his phone of Dodger playing with a treat then looking at him confused when it disappeared under the couch. You couldn’t help but chuckle, Dodger was the cutest, Chris missed him so much when he was away filming. He had moved closer to you, your arms now touching, you could hear his slow and steady breathing, you could almost feel the rise and fall of his chest, all you could think of was cuddling close to him, your back against his chest, his arms wrapped around you… you shook those thoughts from my head, now you really were dreaming.
Glancing at your watch you noticed the time “It’s almost midnight, we had better go!” Chris seemed to sense the closeness too, clearing his throat before shuffling away from you.
You slowly walked together back to the hotel, you inadvertently rubbed your arms in the cool night air, you were still wearing the sleeveless green top, not having chance or thinking of grabbing a jacket as you left in a hurry earlier. Chris took his leather jacket off and put it round your shoulders.
Taking you slightly off guard “Oh, there’s no need” you protested, stopping to push the jacket off your shoulders and hand it back.
Chris stopped facing you, adjusting the jacket back on your shoulders, “It’s fine, can’t let you be cold” he replied with a smile.
“Thanks" you replied, smiling "Ever the gent aren’t we?”
Chris leaned into your ear and whispered “Not always” not stepping back fully, closing the distance between the two of you, you looked at him, his face was very close, he was looking in your eyes, causing you to smile and blush, looking into his beautiful blue eyes. You didn’t want to stare too long quickly averting your gaze back in the direction you were heading and continued to walk.
You reached the hotel before you knew where you were, shrugging off Chris’s jacket you handed it back to him.
Chris looked at you "Y/N, don't worry about Nick, just look after yourself" he said reaching out and tucking a lose strand of hair from your face behind your ear then moving his hand down and giving your arm a gentle stroke.
"I will try" you replied quietly, your skin breaking into goose bumps where he had touched you, sending shivers through your body
You walked past the reception desk and down the corridor to where the rooms for the staff were, Chris was stood by the elevator waiting for it to arrive. Looking back, you saw him looking at you, he smiled and waved goodnight, you smiled back, a small wave as you went into your room.
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Your alarm went off at 6am, after getting in after midnight and finally getting to sleep well after 1am, groaning at having to move but you couldn’t help but smile, you had been dreaming of Chris, remembering your chat from the night before, the walk home from the bar, him putting his jacket around your shoulders and the way he looked into your eyes. Sighing you brought yourself back to reality, “get a grip” you told yourself, “a guy like that wouldn’t be interested in me” getting up and got ready for work, your mind always went back to Chris, then you remembered Nick and Beth… today was going to be hard having to face them.
You showered and dressed in your uniform before heading towards the kitchen to start another day’s work, Nick was waiting in the dining room for you, today you had to set the tables for breakfast before taking up the room service orders. You sighed heavily, when he came over to you “Nick please leave me alone”
“We have to talk” he said
“About what? what excuse are you going to come up with, don’t tell me you were lonely, I wasn’t paying you enough attention, it was a onetime mistake, it meant nothing, one thing just leads to another…. pick one or do you have another one”
Nick stepped closer to you, taking your face in his hands, “Please, I promise it won’t happen again, you mean so much to me, I have no excuse for what I did, it was a moment of weakness, I got jealous when I saw those movie guys staring at you when you were singing and grinding against Brad and…. urgh I don’t know I just had to get out of the bar and Beth was in the office doing paperwork….”
“I don’t need details!” you said, frowning and pulling away from his grasp, “I saw more than enough” you walked away from him over to the kitchen door to get the cutlery for the tables, turning back to him and groaned seeing him following you “No, I can’t do this, it’s over just don’t talk to me, just leave me alone” you could see the disappointed look on his face, which quickly changed to anger, "Beth was way a better fuck than you anyway, you'll come back to me, no one else will want to fuck you!" you quickly turned back into the kitchen before the tears you could feel pricking the back of your eyes started to fall.
After setting the tables for breakfast, you went to take up the breakfasts to those who wanted room service.
First were penthouse suites 101 and 102, Chris and Seb, both opting for a full English and toast, coffee and orange juice, going up to suite 101 first and knocked on the door.
“Room Service” you called, “come in" came Chris' voice from inside.
Unlocking the door with your card key, you entered backwards bringing the cart with the breakfasts with you.
You turned and was startled, Chris was just coming out of the bathroom, wearing only a towel wrapped round his tiny waist, clearly, he had just gotten out of the shower, his skin was still slightly wet and his strong shoulders and chest glistened, he looked gorgeous. you had to stop yourself from staring at his tattoos.
“Morning Chris” you practically chirped trying to hide the tremble of anxiety in your voice behind a smile.
“Now that’s a better look for you!” came his reply
Looking down at your uniform, “You like the maid’s outfit ey!” you said with a cheeky smirk
“Well I meant the smile” said Chris “but the maid’s outfit is good too!” he smiled with a wink
Blushing, you quickly changed the subject, “Where do you want your breakfast?”
“Tables fine” Said Chris sitting on the arm of the chair, the towel round his waist loosening slightly you thought it was going to come undone, you turned even redder at the thoughts that had entered your mind.
You walked past him and placed his breakfast on the coffee table. “Enjoy your breakfast” you said trying not to look at him as you walked back past him, only turning back as you paused with your hands on the cart “And Chris….” He looked over at you, “thanks for listening last night”
Chris smiled back with those gorgeous lips; the scruffy beard he was growing looked so good on him. How can one man look so good all the time! "Anytime" he replied.
Leaving Chris’ room and knocking next on room 102 and calling "Room Service"
"Come in" came Seb's reply
Entering the same way as before you turned to see Seb coming out of the bedroom, just tying up his robe.
"Morning!" He said with a yawn
"Morning" you chuckled looking at his messy hair sticking up all over the place, you placed the breakfast tray on the table and walked back past him.
“You know I heard Chris come back to his room last night, you kept him out late” he said taking a bite of toast
“He saw me in a bar, we just talked”
“You look pretty cosy in the pics online this morning”
“What!” you replied looking horrified
“The pics that have been posted this morning of Chris with a plain looking brunette, he said picking up his phone from the side table and getting up the page to show you. “Though I don’t think the ‘plain’ comment was fair”
“Thanks” you mumbled in a trance as you stared at the pictures of you and Chris
The paparazzi had followed you both when you had left the bar, they had pictures of Chris putting his jacket round your shoulders and leaning a whispering into your ear. You looked very cosy together, making each other laugh, the small gestures and touches, they had captured every moment, even when you reached the hotel, walking in together and you handing him back his jacket staring into each other’s eyes. Even capturing Chris tucking the hair behind your ear and touching your arm, if you hadn’t of known better, even you would even have thought something was going on with these two people.
“Shit!” you said giving Seb back his phone, pacing the room.
“Hey, don’t worry about it” Said Seb, “It’ll blow over”
You stopped pacing and stood slumping your shoulders, sighing, wondering if could your day get much worse and it wasn't even 9am! “Everyone’s going to see that and assume I am fucking him, why oh, why did I let him join me in that bar”
“Hey relax” Seb said taking your hand and turning you towards him “it’s nothing, we were worried when we saw you rush out, he wanted to check if you were ok”
Without thinking you leant your head against his chest, he instantly wrapped his strong arms around you
“Shit shit shit shit” you repeated into his chest, which only made him chuckle, making his chest move. It was then you realised where you were and what you were doing. Pulling away from him blushing and flustered. “I had better go, I’ll.... err I’ll come back to collect the breakfast things and clean the room later”
"Y/N wait it's fine" Seb called as you hurried out of the room, what was going on in your life! It was like a surreal dream; you’re getting close to both Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan. Telling yourself off for being so stupid you finished off the room service deliveries.
The day went by quickly, no one mentioned the pictures of you and Chis or what happened with Nick although you did catch a lot of people staring and heard whispering. You didn’t see Chris or Seb again as they had left for a day’s filming, you went back up and cleaned and tidied their rooms, putting in fresh towels and left a few extra chocolates for being so nice.
You had a few hours to kill before you were due to sing and had been given the dinner shift off as you had such a bad night the night before. Greg, your manager, wanting you to relax before your next shift. You went to your favourite spot on the roof of the hotel, you had set up a little cubby to sit and relax, a nice bench with few cushions and a blanket and a cooler which housed kept a few beers. You loved the view off the top of the hotel and while the sun was setting it looked amazing, the sky full of oranges and reds.
A bit of time to yourself, a book, a cosy seat and a beer was all you needed right now, lost in your own little world.
Hey guys I was wondering if i was to make a multi part story about a country singer would you guys read it? It would be an age gap, forbidden romance fic.
