Dear María

Jack and I entered our hotel room and I almost gasped when I saw a king sized bed waiting for us.
We were in Chicago and we had a night out and were staying at a hotel. Jack told me he wanted to take me to a bar he knew well with the rest of the band, I was really looking forward to it.
After Alex knew my thing, the next few days went slow. I began to control my diet strictly again, but not to the point Jack would notice something was wrong with me. I threw up occasionally, when the guys were playing, so Alex wouldn’t catch me this time. Don’t get me wrong, Alex has been like a brother to me and I’m really thankful I’m his friend, but I didn’t want him to feel ‘forced’ to tell Jack if he discovered I hadn’t stopped.
“You know how many things we could do in such a big bed?” Jack growled in my ear, wrapping his arms around me from behind.
“Like…” I tried to sound innocent, “A pillow fight?” Jack chuckled and turned me around.
“Yeah, like a pillow fight”
He unwrapped his arms around my waist as I quickly turned to get a pillow. He did the same and started to hit me with the pillow. Soon we were surrounded by white feathers and jumping on the bed barefoot, when Jack, on purpose or not, fell on top of me with his legs at each side of my body.
“Well, I had to see this coming” I breathed.
“What?” he smiled.
“Crashing a hotel room with my rockstar boyfriend” he chuckled and buried his face in the crook of my neck, planting soft kisses along my neck and jawline.
“Mhm… And did you see this coming?” he kissed my lips softly but passionately, sending a faint shiver down my spine and butterflies in my stomach.
I kissed him back and he licked my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I granted him entrance happily, with a soft moan, and we explored each others mouths while his hands traveled down my body. First, his hands went under my shirt and he unhooked my bra, whilst I took the straps off and he pulled my bra out.
One of his hands stopped on my breasts and the other one went down to my butt. He gently massaged my right breast, his mouth moving down to my jawline, to my neck.
He stopped there for a second and stared at my skin, and planted soft and sweet kisses just above my collar bone, I let out a moan.
“So beautiful” he murmured.
He sucked on my sweet spot and even bit it before he moved down to my chest and started to lick my right nipple, his hand moving to my other breast and playing with my left nipple.
I moaned, wrapping my legs around his waist and trying to pull him closer to me. I moaned again when I felt something touch my inner thigh. I pulled myself up with my elbows and took off Jack’s shirt, he took off mine aswell and attached his lips to mine whilst my hands moved to his jeans. I undid the button and unzipped his jeans, pulling them down to his knees, from where he kicked them off. I played with his boxer’s waistband, teasing a bit to earn some of Jack’s perfect moans.
I flipped us over and started to kiss down his jawline, sucking and biting to leave some good lovemarks, then moved down to his neck and did the same, then down his collar bone, to his chest. Jack couldn’t control his moans to this point. I smirked and went down my happy trail, leaving marks all over Jack’s torso.
“That’s for tickling me mercilessly” I said when Jack let out a loud moan.
“Then I should tickle you more” he breathed out.
I bit down his happy trail, where I was sucking, and he moaned louder. I felt his member grow beneath me.
“You don’t know how much I love it when you’re dominant” he growled, between moans.
“Believe me, you don’t need to tell me, I feel it” I smirked and sat up pulling his boxers down, his boner sprawling out.
He let out a moan and kicked his boxers off. I leaned down, kissing the head of his member. I started off softly, kissing and licking his slit, a hand stroking his length while the other one held his hips down. I licked his whole member before taking his full length in my mouth and started bobbing my head.
“Fuck” he grunted, “Baby, I-I’m close”
I hummed in response, sending vibrations all over his member, and felt his dick twitch. He came inside of me and I swallowed before moving up his body and kissing him. He flipped us over with a devilish grin in his features.
“My turn to make you feel good” he growled in my ear.
With that he moved down to my stomach, I was enjoying this too much to become self conscious, and realised I was still wearing my shorts.
“What should I do with these?” he huffed.
“Eat them” I tried to joke.
“‘Eat my shorts’?” he chuckled, “Really? You’re so original”
“Shut up” I tried to slap him playfully, but he grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head, “Jaaack” I protested.
“No, no, no. Now I’m in charge” he smirked.
I rolled my eyes and I realised he was hovering over me, and pulled one of my knees up. I touched his dick with my foot, making him moan, and smirked.
“Are you sure?” I giggled.
“Yes, I am” he tried to sound angry.
Before I could reply, he attached our lips and asked for entrance. I wanted him to tease me and didn’t grant him entrance, and one of his hands traveled down my body and unbottoned and unzipped my shorts and pulled them down, along with my panties.
He started to draw circles on my clit, I tried to hold back my moans, but he noticed this and thrusted a finger inside of me, making me scream. He shoved his tongue inside of my mouth with a smirk. Our tongues were in battle for dominance until he licked my roof, making me moan, and he moved down to my neck, sucking and biting everywhere, then he moved to my collar bone, to my chest and moved to my stomach, then back to my neck. I was moaning like I was paid to, and he kept adding fingers inside of me and pressure on my clit, whilst I was fisting the sheets.
“J-Jack, I need you” I said in almost a whisper.
“How much?” he smirked.
“Pretty badly” I breathed, “Please”
“Say it louder”
“Please, Jack” I begged, a bit embarrassed of how horny I was.
“Please what?” that idiot was enjoying this.
“I need you” I said louder, “Please, Jack. I need you to fuck me”
“I can’t hear you”
“Jack I need you to fuck me” I shouted.
“How badly?” he stopped kissing my neck and looked at me, his eyes darkening with lust.
“I don’t care, just do it already” I moaned, he smirked, “Jack, stop smirking like that and do something because I’m horny as fuck and I’d slap you if you weren’t holding my hands right now” I threatened.
He pulled out his fingers and stopped drawing circles on my clit, I whimpered at the loss of his touch.
“I love it when you talk like that” he pecked my lips and turned to look for his jeans. When he found them, he pulled out a small pack of condoms from one of his pockets and opened it.
“Since when do you carry condoms?” I smirked.
“You never know when you get the chance to have sex with your perfect girlfriend” he smirked back, rolling a condom over his member and alinging himself with my entrance.
He thrusted inside of me without warning and I screamed in pleasure. He gave me time to adjust and continued moving in and out of me. He thrusted in with a lot of force and pulled out slowly, making me moan uncontrollably. My hands were freed and I moved them to his back, scratching him like a cat and making him groan.
He thrusted in several directions before he touched my g-spot.
“Jack! Oh, fuck! There!” I screamed.
He kept thrusting with more force, touching my g-spot every time. I kept moaning and shouting his name, wrapping my legs around his waist to pull him closer to me, and moved my hips with his thrusts. I felt my walls start to contract around his dick and a knot starting to form in my stomach. I felt his dick twitch too.
“Jack, I-I’m-“ I moaned.
“Yeah, me too” he exhaled.
The room was filled with our moans and Jack’s occasional grunts for a few more minutes, Jack’s thrusts started to become sloppy and my hips started to miss some movements.
“Oh, fuck, María!” I felt Jack fill the condom.
I came a few thrusts later.
“Jack-“
“Cum for me, please” he growled in my ear. His sexy voice sent shivers down my spine and I felt my walls contract and the knot in my stomach undo.
“Ah, Jack!” I cummed all over him, moaning and screaming.
Jack let me ride out of my high and collapsed next to me. He pulled out his condom and tied it up, then throwed it across the room, straight into the bin.
“Yes!” he smiled and turned to me, "I missed you” Jack caressed my cheek.
“Yeah, me too” I exhaled, turning to him, “I love you, Jack-o” I kissed him lovingly.
“I love you too” he smiled into the kiss, “Now let’s have some rest, sound check is in two hours” he moved closer to me and pulled the sheets over us.
I let my head rest on his chest, my arms around his torso, where several green-pruplish marks started to form.
-
“Aw, look at these two lovebirds” I heard someone enter our room. Zack awwed when he saw us.
“WAKE UP!” That was Alex. He walked over to Jack and shook him, “Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, JACK WAKE UP!” he said like a little kid.
“What?” Jack growled.
“Wake up, we have a photo shoot aaand sound check” Alex reminded him.
“Photoshoot?” I smirked.
“Yeah, now get dressed both of you and, Jack, in the reception in twenty minutes”
“Fuck off” he turned around and buried his face in the pillow.
They left our room and I started giggle. Jack shot me a confused stare.
“What’s so funny?” he smiled at me.
“Well, I may have or may not have left you some… marks” I giggled, “Everywhere” I added, looking at his back. “Sorry about this”
“It’s okay, it was worth it” he moved closer to me and kissed me deeply, already getting in the mood again.
“Jack, photoshoot” I reminded him.
“Alex said twenty minutes” he smirked.
“Jack… clothes… now” I panted.
“You have to admit it was worth it” he pecked my lips with a smirk and started to put his boxers.
“Don’t get me wrong, it was, but I’m afraid Alex will mad at us for being late” I hooked my bra and put my panties on, Jack threw me my shirt and I threw him his jeans.
“Don’t worry, I’ll protect you, m'lady” he walked over me and pecked my lips, handing me my shorts. He was already dressed, while I was shirtless, “Hands up” he instructed. I obeyed and he put on my shirt.
“Thankyou” I smiled and kissed him, cupping his face with my hands.
Jack put his hands on my waist and pulled me closer when there was a knock at our door and Alex stormed into out room.
“Okay, you two, out. Now!” he pushed us out of the room and closed the door behind him.
“Alex” Jack started.
“Don’t ‘Alex’ me, we’re-” he pulled out his phone, “Seven minutes late!”
Jack and I exchanged a look, Jack obviously holding back a giggle.
“What were you doing anyways?” he turned to us and saw Jack, “Okay, forget I asked that” we chuckled, Alex rolled his eyes.
We got to the reception, where Adam Elmakias was talking to Rian and Zack.
“Well, if it isn’t the couple of the year” Zack chuckled.
“Now you look after these rabbits, I don’t want to know anything” Alex walked passed them.
“Adam Elmakias” Adam walked to me. I leaned and kissed his cheeks, now like a more natural greeting.
“María Mussons” I presented myself.
“Yeah, I know. The guys told me you had… a thing when you presented yourself” he smiled.
“Oh, cool, I hope you don’t mind-“
“No, no, it’s fine” he gave me a reassuring smile and then turned to Jack, “Hey, Jack-o”
“Hey, Adam” I took a step back and let them do that bro-hug thing, “I didn’t even know we had a photoshoot!” Jack protested and turned to Rian.
“Well, I was about to say when you and your girlfriend ran off to your bedroom” he laughed.
Jack turned to me and put an arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him.
“We had things to do” Jack smiled down on me, “Like unpack and stuff”
I just nodded my head and buried my face in his shoulder, putting a hand on his chest.
“Well” Matt joined us and clapped his hands together, “Photoshoot, right?”
“Jack, what happened to your… torso, in general?” Adam asked next to me whilst the guys were posing.
“Ask María” he winked at me.
Matt turned to me, gave me a look and bursted out laughing.
“What?” I asked innocently.
“I didn’t know you were that passionate, Mary” Alex smirked.
“Call me Mary one more time and I’ll castrate you, Gaskarth” I snapped back.
“Then what do you want me to call you?” he laughed.
“Mari” I smiled.
“What’s the fucking difference?” he raised his arms dramatically.
“Mary sounds english, old and formal. Mari sounds more spanish, cute and informal” I stuck my tongue out.
“Weirdo” he said under his breath, but I still heard him.
“Look who’s talking” I smirked at him.
“Guys, focus” Rian reminded us, mostly Alex.
I looked at Jack and shot him a flirtarious smile, he gave me one of his crooked smiles that could cure cancer and do other stupid cliché things people say when they see the most glorious and important person in their lives smile.
How did I start dating this guy in the first place?
He was too good for me.
-
The rest of the day went nicely. I went back tot he hotel room while the guys were at soundcheck to 'take care' of my stomach. It didn’t turn that well and started to bleed pretty badly, although I managed to stop the bleeding and clean the bathroom. It was becoming a routine now. After that I went back to the venue where the guys were playing, and after the show, we returned to the hotel, the guys took a shower and started to get dressed to go out.
“Where are we going anyways?” I asked.
“To a bar” Jack kissed my cheek with a towel around his waist.
“And I have to wear a dress?”
“Yup” he started to dry his body whilst I looked for that formal dress I brought with me, just in case, “I’ll start packing up our stuff, okay?”
I just nodded; we would probably get drunk tonight, and tomorrow we’d have to pack up with a hangover if we didn’t pack up now. I went into the bathroom and changed.
I was wearing an strapless, ombré dress that started being a purplish pink and faded to turquoise, navy blue and finally very dark blue, almost black, that went down to just above my knees, and some black heels. I applied some waterproof makeup (because going to a bar means getting drunk, and you never know when sad-drunk-María may appear) and came out of the bathroom, Jack was already dressed. He was wearing a very nice suit and was attempting to put a tie correctly.
“Here” I walked to him and tied his navy blue tie. He looked irresistibly sexy.
“Wow” he whistled, “You look amazing” he kissed my lips.
“You look stunning” I smiled, “Why did you bring a navy blue tie, by the way?” I asked, curious.
“Well, I know it’s your favourite color, and I thought that wearing it would bring me closer to you” he blushed.
“That’s so cute, Jack” I pecked his lips and we stared into each other’s eyes for a moment, “You’re done packing up?” I asked, surprised.
“Yes, you didn’t bring too much” he smiled, “You want to go downstairs before the guys come and ruin our moment?” he asked with a small smile. I just nodded, “M’lady” he offered me his arm and scorted me down to the reception.
“You’re such a gentleman” I leaned my head on his shoulder.
We were at a bar called Ingrid’s. It was quite big, but not too much, the walls were a deep shade of blue and there was a part in which the walls were covered in some wood layer, there was a small stage in which some people came up to sing a song to someone or to play something. The floor was wooden and clean, the shelves in which they kept the alcohol behind the counter were iluminated in different colours and the bar was a light shade of brown and looked clean.
We were drinking and sharing odd stories when Jack whispered something in Alex’s ear. He nodded and pulled out an acoustic guitar from it’s case, which for some reason he decided to bring, and Jack took it.
“I have a surprise for you” he turned to me and gave me crooked smile before kissing my lips and walking off to the small stage and talking to some guy next to the small stairs that went to the stage.
After an old man played a soft violin melody, Jack sat on the stool in the middle of the stage, he adjusted the microphone and rested the guitar on his lap.
“Hey, my name is Jack Barakat” he presented himself, shooting me a smile, "Okay, so you may excuse me because I don’t really know how to sing” everyone laughed, “But I wanted to play something for my beautiful girlfriend, she’s the most perfect woman I’ve ever met and I’m so fucking in love with her” I blushed, “This song is translated from spanish to english, and the title is Your Garden With Gnomes” he looked up to me, my jaw dropped, “I hope you like it” he lowered his head and started to play, with a small smile on his lips, whilst he sang the lyrics to my favourite song. My mind was racing.
How the fuck did he know about that song? When did he translate it? Or learn the lyrics? Or how to even play it? How come nobody told me about this?
I listened to my boyfriend, who I’d kiss the hell out of him later, sing and, honestly, he didn’t sing that bad, but maybe it was the alcohol in my system or the fact he wasted his time learning and translating the fucking song, that made him sing better.
We kept exchanging sweet smiles and tiny looks, whenever he looked up to see my reactions, I was just crying and smiling like mad. He was singing the song like he felt the lyrics, and that made my heart sink and my stomach drop, in a good way.
When he finished, he thanked the small audience and walked off stage, he didn’t make eye contact with me.
I stood up and almost ran to him and threw myself in his arms, his left arm held me closer to him by my waist and the other handed Alex his guitar before cupping my face and kissing me.
When we pulled away, I realised the whole audience was cheering at us.
“You’re going to answer a few questions later” I warned with a warm smile.
“Anything” he kissed the tip of my nose, “You liked it?”
“Seriously? It was priceless, Jack. I loved it” I kissed him, "I don’t even know how to thank you properly” I felt some tears prickle my eyes again.
“You don’t have to” he smiled and kissed me sweetly, wiping away my happy tears with his thumb.
I buried my face in his chest whilst he lead me to our seats. He sat down and placed me on his lap.
“Well, how did that go?” Alex smirked. I sat up a bit and punched his shoulder, “Ow!”
“For not warning me beforehand” I made clear. Everyone in our table (Jack, Rian, Matt, Zack, Jeff and Vinny) chuckled and slowly returned to their previous conversations. Jack touched my side so I payed him attention, I turned to him and leaned on his body.
“Have I mentioned that I love that song?” he smiled.
“You do?” he nodded and I wrapped my arms around his neck.
“Yup, and seeing you enjoy it has been the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen” he whispered in my ear.
“Listening and seeing you play and sing my favourite song has been the most especial thing someone’d done to me” I kissed him, butterflies floating in my stomach.
“I’m glad it made you happy” he smiled into the kiss.
“How did you even find out I listened to spanish music?” I raised an eyebrow when we pulled away.
“Remember the day I saved you from your earbuds?” he asked like it was obvious, “Well, I checked what you were listening to because I was curious and found this spanish song and got Vic and Mike from PTV to translate it for me” he explained.
“And when did you learn how to play it?”
“Sound check, after shows…” he started.
“You’re the best, Jack” I kissed him deeply, “Seriously, I’m so lucky to have you” I pulled away, but felt him smile against my lips.
After taking a few drinks and lots of shots, and playing small drinking games between us, everything happened with a blur; we went to the hotel, Jack and I did our thing again, drank a bit more and went for a walk to somewhere I can’t remember.
It wasn’t until the next morning, when I woke up, back in our hotel room, holding hands with Jack, with my head on his chest, and I saw a bit of recent red ink in the long part of my thumb and Jack’s, and with a terrible hangover. My thumb had a heart with a card-style Q above the heart, and Jack had a K instead of a Q. I frowned, confused, and turned to a cute sleeping Jack.
I slowly got up and went to the little fridge in our room, filling two cups of water and pulling out form my bag two advils. I took mine and shook him.
“Jacky”
“Jaack” No answer. I sat on his thighs, almost straddling him, and leaned down to kiss him softly. It wasn’t long enough until he smiled into the kiss.
“Good morning, beautiful” I blushed when he called me beautiful with that sexy morning voice, but pulled away taking his hand and showing him our hands, “What's that?” he rubbed his eyes and thought for a second, remembering the previous night. I handed him his cup of water and advil.
“Thanks” he smiled and sat up a bit, then handed me the empty cup again and laid down again.
“Do you remember getting a tattoo?” I asked softly, he shook his head no.
“I think we drank too much” he smiled a bit, “But I like them”
“I agree” I pecked his lips, “I wonder who came up with the idea of getting a tattoo and who chose the design”
“I bet you were the one with the tattoo and I came up with the design” he smiled, “I often think about you as being my queen”
I blushed and looked away to hide my blush, but Jack put two fingers under my chin and turned my head to face him.
“Don’t hide” he pulled himself up with his elbows, “You look so cute when you blush” I couldn’t help but blush more.
“Stop” I, unconciously giggled. His smiled grew bigger and sat up, I had my legs aroud his waist.
“I can’t think of one thing I don’t like about you” he planted soft kisses on random places of my face.
My mind, unconciously thought of several things he could and did dislike about me, and remembered about Alex and I’s little secret. Shit.
“I do” I looked away from him and started to bite my nails.
“Don’t” he frowned and cupped his face with his hands. He turned my head so I was facing him and pecked my lips, “Just don’t” he added.
“Jack, I need to tell you something” he looked a t me with a concerned expression but nodded, indicating me to carry on, “Jack, hmm… I-“ I wanted to get that issue off my chest, when Zack and Alex entered our room.
Those guys, always on our way. I internally huffed.
Don’t get me wrong, they were awesome people, but they had this weird tendency to interrumpt Jack and I’s little moments (although I was slightly thankful they interrumpted me this time).
“Oh my god” Zack turned around, “Sorry”
“Zack, don’t worry. We aren’t doing anything sexual” I reassured, unwrapping my legs around Jack’s waist and sitting next to him.
“Alright” he turned around again, “You have maximum two hours to pack up, we’ll leave you two alone” he smiled shyly and walked out of the room, Alex following, but not before shooting me a stare.
“What did you want to tell me?” Jack turned to me.
“I… It doesn’t matter” I stood up and went to pick up an outfit, Jack stood up and put his hands around my waist.
“María…” he turned me around, “Tell me”
“I-It doesn’t matter, Jack” I tried to reassure him, but his arms tightened around me.
“María” he sighed, “Are you pregnant?” he looked concerned, a bit happy and slightly sad. Then I lost it.
“Why does everyone think I’m pregnant?!” I scoffed, his arms dropping from my sides, “Do I seriously look like a pregnant woman?” I paced around the room.
“No, but…”
“First a fan, then Alex, now you” I thought aloud, “What makes you guys think that?” I turned to him, his eyes went wide.
“Well, you’ve been acting a bit strange lately, not too strange, but still…” he held his gaze, “And…” he looked away for a second before setting his eyes on me again, “Alex? When did he ask you that?”
Oh, shit. Now I’m fucked up.

Notes

Hello! It took a week to write this because I've been going through some family stuff and blah blah blah, same lame excuses, but whatever, I'll try to upload more but I'm leaving you with this sort of cliff hanger.

Title credit: Paradise City by Guns N Roses.