Chapter 21

They watched the minutes pass by on the alarm clock on Sarah’s night stand. They had missed dinner but they didn’t feel like eating anyway.

After an afternoon that rough they just needed to be together now.

Surprisingly nobody had come to look for them. The rest of the group was probably busy with the new residents.

They hadn’t moved at all for an hour until Richie couldn’t wait any longer, he needed to go the bathroom. He let go of Sarah’s hand and reassured her he’d be right back.

When he got back Sarah had moved to lie down on top of the covers of her bed. It wasn’t that late yet but she really wanted to sleep now.

“If you’re sleepy, I could go.” Richie suggested, if she wanted to sleep, he wouldn’t bother her. “No, come lie with me.” She said.

“Are you sure?” He asked, walking over to the bed. “Don’t you want to get under the covers?” He asked his next question. “Not yet, I’m not that sleepy.” Sarah said.

Richie got on the bed behind her, sitting up against the head board. Sarah turned around and sat up too so she could sit with him. Her head rested on his shoulder while her hand rested on his chest.

He gently stroked her back, enjoying the closeness they were sharing.

They sat in silence enjoying each other and the relaxing feeling. It was nice to hold each other with the comfort of a bed.

After an hour of staying in Richie’s comfortable arms Sarah started getting even more tired. Richie noticed her eyes drifting closed. “Do you want to go to sleep? I’ll let you be?” He offered; not loosening his grip just yet. “I do want to sleep, but will you stay with me?” Sarah asked as she sat up next to him.

Richie thought about it, what would happen if they didn’t find him in his room the next morning? Opposite sexes weren’t allowed in bedrooms but he already was and he didn’t care about the consequences right now, he liked holding Sarah, that was all that really mattered. “Of course sweetie.” He said.

Glad that he’d stay, Sarah got up and went to the bathroom. She liked having him in her room despite of what happened earlier. She understood it now; it just came with being a rock star.

A few minutes later she returned in yoga pants and a t-shirt. Richie liked that, better than pajamas.

“Don’t you want to get a little more comfy?” Sarah asked. Richie was still fully dressed and wearing his shoes. “Are you sure?” He needed her to be sure about it, without his clothes and in a bed, they’d be a lot closer than they had been before.

“Yes, I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.” Sarah said, thinking he wouldn’t exactly get naked either but sleeping in his jeans couldn’t be comfy, she’d be ok if he was just wearing his underwear. It didn’t mean they’d do anything, she was sure Richie knew that too.

Richie started taking off his shoes, his socks followed immediately after. He put them down on the floor next to him.

Sarah looked up from rearranging the pillows on her bed, she was actually going to sleep with him, really sleep. “You’re comfy enough like that?” Sarah didn’t believe he would be. It was pretty dark in the room, the only light that came in was the light of the street through the curtain but she could see he was still wearing all his clothes.

“Actually,” he started taking off his shirt, “now I’m comfy.” He knew he’d be more comfy without jeans but he wasn’t sure if he could control himself without it and knew that he wouldn’t be ok with that.

Sarah got in bed and felt Richie get in behind her. She moved back until she was against his hard chest.

Richie wrapped an arm around her, pulling her even closer against him. A feeling of happiness and acceptance rushed through him when Sarah put her arm on top of his and intertwined their fingers. “Good night.” He whispered, adding a kiss to her shoulder. “Night.” Richie thought he couldn’t possibly be any happier, Sarah in his arms, nothing could be better than that.



Hours later Richie woke up with a start. Momentarily he doubted where he was, that he had dreamt it all until Sarah’s sleepy voice asked what was wrong.

He looked over at the alarm clock, “It’s 5am.” He said almost in panic. “Then why are you up?” Sarah asked sleepily, not moving from the position she was sleeping in.

“What if they find out?” He knew he wasn’t allowed in here and if they kicked him out or something? He told Sarah about his worry.

“Maybe you’re right,” she turned around to face him, “but you can’t leave without a kiss good night.” They shared a deep, long kiss before Richie got up, put his shirt back on and took his shoes in his left hand.

He walked around the bed and pulled the sheets back up to her shoulders. He didn’t want her to get up, she was clearly tired and didn’t want to wake her even more.

“Good night.” He whispered when he was at the door and carefully closed it when he was out in the hall.

Outside her room Richie noticed small spotlights in the floor along the wall that guided him to his room.

Back in his room he dropped his shoes by the door. He dropped his t-shirt on top of them and unfastened his jeans in the bathroom, using the toilet before kicking them off entirely and got in to his bed.

After a few minutes of lying awake alone, he realized he missed Sarah. Her warmth against him, in his arms, so close that he could smell her hair just felt so much better than sleeping alone. His bed was cold and lonely, he wasn’t sure he could get back to sleep now but closed his eyes anyway.

It was only 5, he didn’t have to get up until 8, which was an ungodly hour while he was on tour but now he was used to it. He hoped to fall asleep again; there was nothing worse than lying awake for hours.

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