[Hayley]Unexpected, understatement of the year [R]

[Charlie Parker]

After a long, long day of wedding related events, Charlie was more than ready to get home and not have to think about that sort of thing anymore. He'd interviewed about 30 wedding planners in the past three days, and he was incredibly ready to be done with it. He was finally starting to understand why planning a wedding was so stressful. Most people had a mom and dad to help with this stuff, but he'd never heard Hayley mention her parents, and he'd lost contact with his family a few years ago, why? Long story, and I don't feel like telling it at the moment.

Charlie walked wearily into the house, and was greeted by an overly excited German Shepherd who looked incredibly happy to see him. Sorry Jig, He said, patting the dog's shoulders, No walk today. He had come home later than usual, about 9:00 and he was just ready to go relax. He trudged up the stairs and went down the hall towards his bedroom. When he walked past Hayley's door, he didn't even look in to see if she was there. He knew she was, probably talking to Chey or someone online. Of course, if he'd bothered to go in there, he would have been quite surprised and most likely embarrassed, to find Hayley talking about some stranger on how she could get Charlie to have sex with her.

He would have liked to just flake out on the bed and go to sleep right then and there, but he decided against it. Instead, he walked into the room, not bothering to shut the door, Hayley'd seen him plenty of times in only his boxers and a t-shirt, considering that was what he slept in; pulled his shoes, socks, jeans, and black dress shirt; and basically got himself completely ready for bed. He'd slept plenty of times in full clothing and he knew how incredibly uncomfortable it was, so it was the boxers and T for him.

He tossed the dirty clothes into the laundry hamper, and headed for the bed. Sure he was a bachelor, but not all bachelors were slobs, he always kept his place tidy, and his bedroom was no exception. This done, he pulled back the sheets, and basically collapsed onto the bed. Charlie rolled over so that he was sort of half on his side and half on his stomach, his back to the door, and lay awake for a few minutes going over everything that had happened today. It was an old habit he'd developed a long time ago that he couldn't get rid of. Unless he went over everything in his head, he'd be up all night. Normally he was a night owl and didn't go to bed until about 3:00 am, so as much as he wanted to, he was finding it difficult to actually close his eyes and go to sleep.

[hayleywilliams]

Hayley smiled when she logged offline. Asking a very random stranger how to have sex with your boyfriend should be illegal, for sure. Hayley had shut her laptop, and got up to put it down somewhere. Oh dear, where shall she put it? Hayley threw junk on he floor, and set it on her dresser. The junk could be picked up later, and tonight Hayley was to lazy to do so. She sighed. Was she seriously going to do this? Ok, so she was. But Hayley wasn’t sure if this would go the way she planned. Hayley, was a whore. A whore who hadn’t had sex in a very long time.

She stood up, lifting off her shirt. Again, she didn’t feel like putting it in a nice neat pile somewhere and threw it on her bed. She slipped off her jeans allowing them to suddenly fall on the floor reveling Hayley’s plaid boxers. She wasn’t sure if they where her ex’s or some she had stolen from Charlie when she was high, but she did know they looked good on her. She shuffled to full length mirror and studied herself. The black braw went pleasant with the boxers, and that wasn’t the problem. The issue was Hayley could now see her rips more then ever, and could slightly feel her hip bone. Guys like skinny girls though, right? Hayley hoped so. She didn’t tell Charlie, she started anorexia stone cold, and now when she ate she just puked it up.

It was only a touch of the flew, right? Hayley decided to jump off the subject, and nearly punched the mirror in disgust. She hated mirrors. She hated what they showed her. Hayley gently tip toed down the hallway and opened the door to Charlie’s room grinning slightly. She walked by him, and hoped into his bed. Saying nothing. Nothing, said everything.

[Charlie Parker]

It seemed like Charlie had finally gotten everything off his mind, and he was starting to drift off to sleep. His eyes slowly drifted closed, as if they were being pulled shut by some unknown and undeniable force. He was about in the stages where you are completely unaware of everything around you, but not exactly asleep either. The beginnings of a dream circulated through his mind. He could see faces staring up at him from out in the audience, and it seemed like there were a million of them. Then, the faces turned from him towards Hayley who was walking towards him. At that point, he was pretty sure it was their wedding day. Sebastian was standing next to him, and all the groomsmen and brides maids were standing in a row waiting for Hayley. She stopped part way, and he closed the gap between them. Just as he was about to take her hands in his, pain rocketed through him like he'd been shot again, and he felt like he was falling back away fro Hayley.

He woke with a start to find himself looking at Hayley, and his left shoulder aching like none other because of the fact that he was lying on it.. At first it didn't quite register that he was in bed with Hayley who was wearing only boxers and a bra. For a moment, he couldn't remember if they'd been married yet or not, and he had to think about it a bit before he could sort things out. When he got it all back in place in his mind, it hit him that he didn't usually wake up face to face with his fiance. Hayley? He mumbled, still sort of out of it from having pretty much just been awakened. It wasn't a really question of who she was, but more of what was going on. He hoped she wasn't mad at him for not saying anything to her when he got home, and he was praying he hadn't done something else that would upset her.

His reasoning was a little screwy at the moment. Most people wouldn't assume they'd done something wrong if they woke up to find the woman they loved in their bed beside them. He had definitely just woken up from a very light sleep, and it always took him longer to get his brain functioning when he'd been hardly asleep than if he had been completely out. It was all coming back to him slowly but surely. He caught sight of the clock just past Hayley that said he'd only been out for about five minutes, even though it felt like forever. Wait, so when had Hayley come in here? He hadn't even noticed her arrival...something couldn't be quite right here...or could it? Was it possible that everything was very right and Hayley was trying to hint to him that now was the time? It had to be the latter...there was no other explanation for her being there.

He pushed himself up a bit, slightly painfully, and gently kissed her. Don't ask why he did it, because no one really knows, not even Charlie himself. He was almost completely awake now though, meaning that everything he did was completely voluntary and not influenced at all by lack of brain power or too little sleep. Something just seemed a bit different tonight, what that was, he didn't know, but it just seemed different. He didn't think it was Hayley, though. It was more something about himself. He seemed more...submitted to Hayley, more within her power, more compliant to her wishes and commands. Maybe tonight was the night.