Follow Me Down
Chapter 2
“Kat.” Jack murmurs in my ear. “Wake up.”
My eyes open slowly and are immediately glued to Jack’s face. “What time is it?” I groan.
“9:30. I figured we could grab some breakfast before we go on our expedition.” He grins at me.
I curl into Jack’s body. “Can’t we just cuddle for a little?” I murmur.
“Only because your morning voice is so cute.” He kisses the top of my head.
He wraps his arms tightly around my bare back and strokes my sides with his hands. We remain like this for a little until I decide that we should probably get a move on. I slip out of the bunk and of course, Alex, Zach, and Rian are getting out of theirs as well. Alex stares at my basically naked body and grins. Jack pokes his head out.
“Guys, give her some privacy Jesus. She isn’t a piece of meat.” Jack groans throwing a pillow at Alex.
They hurry out to the main portion of the bus and I turn to Jack. “Thanks.”
He nods and hops out of the bunk. We both get dressed silently, still a little sleepy. Jack slips his hand in mine and directs me off the bus. We yell our goodbyes to the guys behind us and hop off.
“Do you mind if we drop by my house? I need to change. We can just take my car from there.” I suggest.
He nods and smiles at me. We take a cab and remain in silence. It’s a little awkward for me not knowing him really well. Something about him makes me feel comfortable enough though. The cab driver pulls off to a dusty road, the road I have driven a million times. Basically, it’s my driveway. Within 5 minutes, we are at my house. Jack’s mouth drops when he sees it.
“YOU live here? On your own?” Jack asks me astounded.
“Yup. My parents left it in my name.” I answer like it’s no big deal, although it’s a huge deal.
The mansion that is in front of us has 7 bedrooms, 5 bathrooms, and is two stories high. It is placed on 3 acres of land. Surrounding the house are endless trees, greenery, and a few ponds.
“My parents made it when they were in their 20’s. They had this beautiful vision of having their kids and grandkids all live here. They left out the part where they would pass away from a car accident though.” I mumble. “They left it to me.”
“I’m sorry to hear about their passing. But this is beautiful.” Jack stares. “What about your other siblings? You spoke as if there were more of you.”
I ignore his question and unlock the house. I swing open the oak wood doors and step inside. I can feel Jack freeze as he sees what is in front of him. The marble floors shine as we glide across them. The ceiling towers over us with a crystal chandelier hanging.
“Holy shit.” He cries out. “This is incredible.”
I shrug my shoulders, used to this house. It is incredible, but incredibly empty. I honestly don’t need any of this space.
“Thanks. You want to come see my room?” I ask.
He nods and follows me up the spiraling staircase. We walk across the wooden floors and into my room. He freezes in the doorway and I stifle a giggle.
In the middle of my room lays a circular, king sized bed. It is covered with a red duvet and sits on the light wooden floor, elevated slightly. The bed is surrounded by a white, round canopy top. Directly in front is a 38” flat screen TV mounted on the wall with an Xbox360 mounted underneath. A short, lengthy bookcase sits underneath, loaded with video games and DVD’s. A taller bookcase sits in the left corner of my room loaded with books, accompanied by a small red plush couch. Two bed stands sit on each side of my bed, both holding a lamp in place. One of them has my favorite pink modified Xbox controller. To the right, a door led to my master bathroom. A Jacuzzi tub snuggled into the corner of the bathroom and a shower rested directly across in the other corner. There were his and hers sinks, along with a mirror for each. The toilet sat between the tub and shower. As soon as you walk in to the bathroom, there is a door directly in front of you. Go through the door and you are in my walk in closet. Shirts, dresses, jeans, and other miscellaneous items of clothing all are hung neatly. I’ve had people tell me that my walk in closet is bigger than their own bedrooms.
Jack walks around, touching things aimlessly. I leave him to grab some clothes from my closet. I settle on a pair of dark blue skinny jeans and a white, light sweater. I plug in my hair curler while resting my clothes on the counter.
“You can play a video game or watch something. I’m about to shower.” I pop my head out of the bathroom to find him sprawled out on my bed. “I see you’ve already made yourself at home.”
He blushes and sits up a little more politely. “Sorry. I’ll check out your selection.” I turn back into the bathroom just as he walks towards my DVD and video games.
I strip my clothes off and jump into the shower. I blast the hot water, creating a steam that envelops the whole bathroom. I try to make the shower quick, but efficient. I step out of the bathroom and pad across to peek at Jack. He’s lying on the bed, eyes glued to the TV. I giggle and he glances my way, doing a double take. He bites his lip and motions for me to come his way. I stand in the doorway, debating it sarcastically, making him wait. He growls and glares at me with his lust filled eyes. I laugh and make my way towards him.
Jack pulls me on top of him, smacking my ass in the process. I squeal and begin to palm him through his jeans. I lean down to his ear, still stroking him, and whisper.
“There’ll be more time for this later.”
His jaw drops as I detach myself from him and saunter back into the bathroom.
“YOU ASSHOLE.” He calls to me.
I laugh in response and wrap my bare body in a towel. “You’ll thank me later.” I call back.
I blow dry my long blonde hair quickly, still wrapped in a towel. The steam dissipates and my bathroom’s temperature returns back to it’s chilly self. I bring the curler to my hair and curl it gently. After about 20 minutes of that, I braid my bangs back, pinning them down. Jack comes in and sighs loudly. I ignore him purposely, and he lets out another one.
“Yes Jack?” I roll my eyes at him.
“I’m hungry. You take forever to get ready.” He complains.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you wanted to go to breakfast with a girl who doesn’t care about how she looks this morning.” I say sarcastically.
“Kat you were beautiful before all of this. You didn’t need any of it.” He shrugs.
I blush and continue to get ready. I decide on light makeup today, just some mascara. I finally unwrap myself from the towel and slip on my clothes. I add a little dreamcatcher necklace and slip on my brown combat boots.
“Ready?” I ask him, realizing he was still in the bathroom with me.
“Definitely.” He hops up and grabs my hand, leading me to the kitchen.
I grab my car keys and lead Jack through the garage. The garage door begins to open and I flip on the lights, revealing my car. Jack gawks at it and yet again, I find myself laughing at his expressions.
A lot of people gawk at my car. It’s not every day you see a cherry red, 2011 limited edition Ferrari.
“Just get in.” I laugh as I hop into the drivers seat. He hops in with me and we race off to the nearest Ihop.
“So did you pick this car out?” He asks me as we drive.
“Nah. It was my dads and none of my other siblings wanted it. They said it was too ‘flashy’. I agree, it’s a pretty loud car. I love it to pieces though. My dad had pre-ordered it in 2010, and passed away shortly thereafter.”
“I’m sorry to hear that.” Jack squeezes my hand that is clutching the stick shift.
I exhale loudly and decide to turn whatever CD was in my radio up. The Gorillaz, Fire Coming Out of the Monkey’s Head, blares out of my speakers with clarity. By the time the song ends, we have pulled into a parking spot and are exiting the car. I lock it on my way into the Ihop with Jack. We grab a booth and order quickly, both knowing what we want. The waitress comes back with our waters quickly.
“So tell me a little more about yourself.” Jack sips on his water.
“Nope. You know a lot already. You tell me about yourself.” I throw back at him.
He nods and thinks for a moment. “Well I basically live on the road with my guys. Alex and I are the closest considering our personalities. We are both little pervs that make messed up jokes. I love them all equally though. We finish our tour in a couple of weeks and all kind of go our separate ways for a bit. Sometimes, we all get a house together and just hang there until it’s time to make a big move like tour or start recording.”
I take it all in and nod. “So you say your music is a pop-punk type thing. I’m not too familiar with that genre. What is your fan base like?”
Jack laughs and I watch as his eyes light up. “Our fans are fucking awesome. We call them our ‘Hustlers’. They are super dedicated and support us no matter what we do. We’ve reached a really big audience quite honestly.”
Just as he says that, a girl passes him and giggles, whispering something to her friend. Said girls eyes grow wide as she realizes that it’s Jack. The two girls freeze and stare at him, unable to talk. They look to be about 14.
“Hi there.” Jack offers up.
A smile lights up their faces. “Jack Barakat?” One of them asks.
He nods and smiles back at them, extending his hand for them to shake. They do so and one of the girls steps forward. “Can we get a picture with you?”
“For sure.” He smiles at them.
I scoot out of the booth and take the picture for the girls. They squealed in delight and ran off.
I look at Jack who has a cocky gleam in his eye. “Told ya so.”
I smirk at him and roll my eyes, realizing it’s going to be a pretty long day.
My eyes open slowly and are immediately glued to Jack’s face. “What time is it?” I groan.
“9:30. I figured we could grab some breakfast before we go on our expedition.” He grins at me.
I curl into Jack’s body. “Can’t we just cuddle for a little?” I murmur.
“Only because your morning voice is so cute.” He kisses the top of my head.
He wraps his arms tightly around my bare back and strokes my sides with his hands. We remain like this for a little until I decide that we should probably get a move on. I slip out of the bunk and of course, Alex, Zach, and Rian are getting out of theirs as well. Alex stares at my basically naked body and grins. Jack pokes his head out.
“Guys, give her some privacy Jesus. She isn’t a piece of meat.” Jack groans throwing a pillow at Alex.
They hurry out to the main portion of the bus and I turn to Jack. “Thanks.”
He nods and hops out of the bunk. We both get dressed silently, still a little sleepy. Jack slips his hand in mine and directs me off the bus. We yell our goodbyes to the guys behind us and hop off.
“Do you mind if we drop by my house? I need to change. We can just take my car from there.” I suggest.
He nods and smiles at me. We take a cab and remain in silence. It’s a little awkward for me not knowing him really well. Something about him makes me feel comfortable enough though. The cab driver pulls off to a dusty road, the road I have driven a million times. Basically, it’s my driveway. Within 5 minutes, we are at my house. Jack’s mouth drops when he sees it.
“YOU live here? On your own?” Jack asks me astounded.
“Yup. My parents left it in my name.” I answer like it’s no big deal, although it’s a huge deal.
The mansion that is in front of us has 7 bedrooms, 5 bathrooms, and is two stories high. It is placed on 3 acres of land. Surrounding the house are endless trees, greenery, and a few ponds.
“My parents made it when they were in their 20’s. They had this beautiful vision of having their kids and grandkids all live here. They left out the part where they would pass away from a car accident though.” I mumble. “They left it to me.”
“I’m sorry to hear about their passing. But this is beautiful.” Jack stares. “What about your other siblings? You spoke as if there were more of you.”
I ignore his question and unlock the house. I swing open the oak wood doors and step inside. I can feel Jack freeze as he sees what is in front of him. The marble floors shine as we glide across them. The ceiling towers over us with a crystal chandelier hanging.
“Holy shit.” He cries out. “This is incredible.”
I shrug my shoulders, used to this house. It is incredible, but incredibly empty. I honestly don’t need any of this space.
“Thanks. You want to come see my room?” I ask.
He nods and follows me up the spiraling staircase. We walk across the wooden floors and into my room. He freezes in the doorway and I stifle a giggle.
In the middle of my room lays a circular, king sized bed. It is covered with a red duvet and sits on the light wooden floor, elevated slightly. The bed is surrounded by a white, round canopy top. Directly in front is a 38” flat screen TV mounted on the wall with an Xbox360 mounted underneath. A short, lengthy bookcase sits underneath, loaded with video games and DVD’s. A taller bookcase sits in the left corner of my room loaded with books, accompanied by a small red plush couch. Two bed stands sit on each side of my bed, both holding a lamp in place. One of them has my favorite pink modified Xbox controller. To the right, a door led to my master bathroom. A Jacuzzi tub snuggled into the corner of the bathroom and a shower rested directly across in the other corner. There were his and hers sinks, along with a mirror for each. The toilet sat between the tub and shower. As soon as you walk in to the bathroom, there is a door directly in front of you. Go through the door and you are in my walk in closet. Shirts, dresses, jeans, and other miscellaneous items of clothing all are hung neatly. I’ve had people tell me that my walk in closet is bigger than their own bedrooms.
Jack walks around, touching things aimlessly. I leave him to grab some clothes from my closet. I settle on a pair of dark blue skinny jeans and a white, light sweater. I plug in my hair curler while resting my clothes on the counter.
“You can play a video game or watch something. I’m about to shower.” I pop my head out of the bathroom to find him sprawled out on my bed. “I see you’ve already made yourself at home.”
He blushes and sits up a little more politely. “Sorry. I’ll check out your selection.” I turn back into the bathroom just as he walks towards my DVD and video games.
I strip my clothes off and jump into the shower. I blast the hot water, creating a steam that envelops the whole bathroom. I try to make the shower quick, but efficient. I step out of the bathroom and pad across to peek at Jack. He’s lying on the bed, eyes glued to the TV. I giggle and he glances my way, doing a double take. He bites his lip and motions for me to come his way. I stand in the doorway, debating it sarcastically, making him wait. He growls and glares at me with his lust filled eyes. I laugh and make my way towards him.
Jack pulls me on top of him, smacking my ass in the process. I squeal and begin to palm him through his jeans. I lean down to his ear, still stroking him, and whisper.
“There’ll be more time for this later.”
His jaw drops as I detach myself from him and saunter back into the bathroom.
“YOU ASSHOLE.” He calls to me.
I laugh in response and wrap my bare body in a towel. “You’ll thank me later.” I call back.
I blow dry my long blonde hair quickly, still wrapped in a towel. The steam dissipates and my bathroom’s temperature returns back to it’s chilly self. I bring the curler to my hair and curl it gently. After about 20 minutes of that, I braid my bangs back, pinning them down. Jack comes in and sighs loudly. I ignore him purposely, and he lets out another one.
“Yes Jack?” I roll my eyes at him.
“I’m hungry. You take forever to get ready.” He complains.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you wanted to go to breakfast with a girl who doesn’t care about how she looks this morning.” I say sarcastically.
“Kat you were beautiful before all of this. You didn’t need any of it.” He shrugs.
I blush and continue to get ready. I decide on light makeup today, just some mascara. I finally unwrap myself from the towel and slip on my clothes. I add a little dreamcatcher necklace and slip on my brown combat boots.
“Ready?” I ask him, realizing he was still in the bathroom with me.
“Definitely.” He hops up and grabs my hand, leading me to the kitchen.
I grab my car keys and lead Jack through the garage. The garage door begins to open and I flip on the lights, revealing my car. Jack gawks at it and yet again, I find myself laughing at his expressions.
A lot of people gawk at my car. It’s not every day you see a cherry red, 2011 limited edition Ferrari.
“Just get in.” I laugh as I hop into the drivers seat. He hops in with me and we race off to the nearest Ihop.
“So did you pick this car out?” He asks me as we drive.
“Nah. It was my dads and none of my other siblings wanted it. They said it was too ‘flashy’. I agree, it’s a pretty loud car. I love it to pieces though. My dad had pre-ordered it in 2010, and passed away shortly thereafter.”
“I’m sorry to hear that.” Jack squeezes my hand that is clutching the stick shift.
I exhale loudly and decide to turn whatever CD was in my radio up. The Gorillaz, Fire Coming Out of the Monkey’s Head, blares out of my speakers with clarity. By the time the song ends, we have pulled into a parking spot and are exiting the car. I lock it on my way into the Ihop with Jack. We grab a booth and order quickly, both knowing what we want. The waitress comes back with our waters quickly.
“So tell me a little more about yourself.” Jack sips on his water.
“Nope. You know a lot already. You tell me about yourself.” I throw back at him.
He nods and thinks for a moment. “Well I basically live on the road with my guys. Alex and I are the closest considering our personalities. We are both little pervs that make messed up jokes. I love them all equally though. We finish our tour in a couple of weeks and all kind of go our separate ways for a bit. Sometimes, we all get a house together and just hang there until it’s time to make a big move like tour or start recording.”
I take it all in and nod. “So you say your music is a pop-punk type thing. I’m not too familiar with that genre. What is your fan base like?”
Jack laughs and I watch as his eyes light up. “Our fans are fucking awesome. We call them our ‘Hustlers’. They are super dedicated and support us no matter what we do. We’ve reached a really big audience quite honestly.”
Just as he says that, a girl passes him and giggles, whispering something to her friend. Said girls eyes grow wide as she realizes that it’s Jack. The two girls freeze and stare at him, unable to talk. They look to be about 14.
“Hi there.” Jack offers up.
A smile lights up their faces. “Jack Barakat?” One of them asks.
He nods and smiles back at them, extending his hand for them to shake. They do so and one of the girls steps forward. “Can we get a picture with you?”
“For sure.” He smiles at them.
I scoot out of the booth and take the picture for the girls. They squealed in delight and ran off.
I look at Jack who has a cocky gleam in his eye. “Told ya so.”
I smirk at him and roll my eyes, realizing it’s going to be a pretty long day.
Notes
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