CHAPTER 11

Storm comes home tomorrow, and I don't think I'm ready to move back in until we are back to normal. We have made progress, I went back to classes and work, and have been visiting Storm everyday in between. I miss him a lot but I just can't get my mind around him touching another woman and nearly killing himself because he was going to hurt me. I mean thinking she was me in his drug filled haze. As far as the public knows Storm is in England and Ireland visiting family, and I'm busy at college, nobody knows where he really is. It's been a three week program and he's doing so well he can come home, it was suppose to be a four weeks but they feel he's ready.

I finish my last shift, it's about nine pm and I walk outside to find Storm standing there outside against his black camero with red and white roses my favourite. "I was suppose to pick you up tomorrow," I say in shock.

"They released me early, I came to pick you up, there is nobody in this world I would rather see right now than you." Storm says smiling.

"But my car," I say worried.

I hear Oliver scream, "I got it!"

Bastard. I take the flowers and give him a hug, he pulls me into a kiss, and I find myself kissing him back, I missed him, I missed us. "You said I should give this back to you when I'm sure I know what I want, well I have always known I want you angel. I love you and it's you over anything," Storm finishes as he places the ring back on my finger.

We get in the car, and head back to our place, "I need you with me tonight, I can't stand another night without you," Storm states seriously.

It's Friday night so I don't have classes tomorrow. "I got some of your things back, I wasn't sure what you left at our place, our place he says. We walk in the house and there's candles everywhere, and a table set up for two, nobody but us, a private chef and a waiter.

"Wow this is beautiful," I say in awe.

"I needed to say thank you for taking care of me and not giving up, I thought a nice dinner is a good start," Storm says to me, and for once I go to him and hug him. "Angel, it's only ever been you, you are smart and beautiful and you have the biggest heart, you care about everyone else and forget to take care of yourself love."

"You need help not me," I say confused as all hell.

"I'm fine now angel, I'm better, and I intend on staying that way, this is for you, and for us, you look tired and you have lost weight, let me take care of you now. " We sit down, I admit I am starving, we have a salad starter, and a pasta main and chocolate caramel cake for dessert, my favourite. We are chatting and for the first time in weeks I feel at ease. He disappears for a while,"I'm running you a bubble bath", I hear Storm say, I smile.

"You are spoiling me Storm."

"You deserve it," Storm says smiling, we go upstairs and I strip out of my little black work dress and put my hair up, and climb into the bubbles.

"Are you joining me?" I ask

With a small smile.

"Only of you want me too," Storm says carefully.

I nod, he strips down and climbs in behind me, I'm really trying. We relax like this and he tells about a new single he has coming out, he recorded it weeks ago, but he rewrote it while in rehab, the song is called 'One Last Chance'. "I can't wait to hear it," I say curiously. Then he sings to me in the tub.

'You gave me back my life,

You saved me, pulled me from the depths,

Gave me hope,

One last chance,

One last breath one last hope,

You pulled me away,

I don't want to be alone,

To live without you,

Your my one last chance,

My savior, my life,

My love,

One last chance'

My tears fall, "no crying love, I recorded it acoustic at the rehab after you brought me my guitar, it's for you and it's being released tomorrow," Storm says holding me.

We get out the tub and I put on one of his t-shirts and underwear and sit on the bed, he plays the song for me and my tears flow. "It's amazing Storm," I say wiping my tears.

"I mean every word angel," Storm says as we get into bed and just wearing just boxers. I can't resist, I take the t-shirt off and climb on top of him, he's surprised, he sits up and holds me and we start to really kiss pouring every emotion into eachother. He rolls me over and takes off my panties, slides his hand down and sucks my nipples, and his hand works its magic on me, I moan and pull his face up to meet mine, and we kiss and he breaks the kiss and kisses me down my body and goes between my legs, I feel his tongue lightly flicking my spot and then moving harder and it moves in me, driving me crazy, and I start to tremble and climax loudly, "Storm!"

He holds my hand and continues and I see stars from my orgasm, he pulls his boxers down and I move on top of him lowering myself and I ride him gently and his holding my hips and meets me thrust for thrust, and I start moving faster tipping my head back and I feel his one hand run over my breasts, and then he grabs my hips and I move harder and I can't hold it back and he sits up holding me and we climax together, moaning and breathing loudly, my tears falling, "I love you Storm," I say looking into my eyes.

"I love you too angel," Storm says sweetly and he kisses my tears away, and we fall to the bed. I roll off him and he pulls me close, "you need sleep," Storm says softly, and with that I drift off into a heavy exhausted sleep with his arms around me.

I wake up the next morning it's seven thirty, Storm is still asleep. I take a minute to just appreciate this man, I get up slip on a shirt of his, brush my teeth put my hair up in a clip and I decide to make him an English breakfast. I do the sausage and bacon, open the baked beans and warm it up, Storm likes a little sweetener in it, I do the mushrooms, lastly I do the fried tomatoes and fried eggs and toast. I set the kitchen table, and put decaff coffee down in the plunger, with some milk, sugar and orange juice on the table. Eight thirty Storm usually wakes up, I hear him shuffling down the hall.

He walks in, "morning love," Storm kisses me with a loud exaggerated plop.

I giggle, "good morning," I say smiling.

"What's all this?" Storm asks.

"Welcome home breakfast," I say smiling, he gives me a warm hug and puts me on the counter and gives me a long kiss.

"This is why I love you so much, nobody could do for me what you do," Storm says genuinely.

I hold his face feeling a little stubble, I like it, and I kiss him, "let's eat before it gets cold," I say as I jump off the counter, when I don't wear heels I am so small next to him, he's so tall. I have to look up at him.

He sits down and I bring the warm breakfast to him, "my favourite breakfast, thank you angel," I have like half of what he's eating and I'm full.

"I don't know where you put all that food," I say holding my stomach and he laughs.

"I'm a growing boy," he says and winks at me and I blush.

"You know back when I was just one of your adoring fans, I pictured you a healthy eater, maybe even a picky one, because how in God's creation could you look like that and eat what you do," I say frowning and he bursts out laughing.

"Don't you know it's magic?" Storm says and I throw my napkin at him. "We celebrities don't eat because we are celebrities, we wake up looking fabulous and ripped," he jokes.

"Oh fuck off," I say rolling my eyes. Storm can't stop laughing at me and teasing me. "It's just weird that you are so..."

"Normal," he finishes my sentence. I nod my head, "we are all human kitten, and very brutally so, not as glossy on my side ey?" I nod.

"I think I prefer the real side, I always knew you were deep, I just didn't know how deep," I say deep in thought.

Storm's phone rings, "yeah, ok," he says and he puts down. He takes the remote and puts on the radio. His song is about to debut.

'After a hiatus for a month Storm Michaels is back with a brand new song, and I can tell you it's different from his usual sound but it's amazing have a listen'

I hear the first strums of his guitar, and a piano, that's it, 'you gave me back my life, you saved me, pulled me from the depths, gave me hope, one last chance, one last breath one last hope, you pulled me away, I don't want to be alone, to live without you, your my one last chance my saviour my life, my love, one last chance'

The song finishes and I'm in tears again it's just so beautiful. "Who played the piano?" I ask curious.

"I did, I play a few instruments love, yeah I just had them lay the guitar and piano and that's the song,"

"It's beautiful," I sniff.

We listen to the callers.

'Storm, if you're listening that was amazing!',

'Storm has done it again'

'Completely different sound but rocking bro'

"Everyone loves it." I say in awe.

"I just wanted the world to know that I love you and you are the best thing I could ever have asked for, I don't deserve you angel, but I will damn sure make you happy and make sure I do deserve you," Storm says, and I jump on his lap and shower him with kisses as I sit on his lap. "Angel I was so afraid of losing you,

My heart literally skipped a beat, "Storm you won't lose me, just don't cheat on me again, even though the situation was messed up, I can't go through this again, I will stand by you through everything just not cheating ever again." I sincerely.

"You have my word angel, never again, I would die first." He just holds me for the longest time and it feels good, I think we are back and I hope nothing comes between us again.

We spend the day together just being us, I have my Storm back, we go shopping and have lunch, "Storm what did happen to Vanessa?" I ask realising I didn't know.

He looks a bit worried, "well I don't know, I threw her out and nobody has seen her since, why do you ask?"

"I was just wondering," I say shrugging.

"She's gone for good, number deleted, security is on watch just in case, you have nothing to worry about," Storm assures me.

"Do you feel anything for her?" I ask holding my breath.

Storm is shocked and looks a little disgusted, "not in the least if I wasn't out of my skull thinking of you and thinking she was you, it would never have happened."

"I guess that's oddly ok," I answer and he smiles a little.

We head back home, I have alot of work to do, and I need to plan Storm's Birthday, August twentieth, it's on a Saturday. He has mentioned once or twice that he has missed Ireland, so I'm going to plan a trip there, just a few days, we have a summer break coming up and it's perfect. I have mid terms soon, so I also need to study. I have made one or two new friends recently, Riley she's really sweet, we study together and Alfonso. We are all doing pediatrics, we are specialising in general surgery, so we are going all the way. "Storm, is it ok if some friends come over to study? We have a mid term on Monday." I ask slightly nervous, since Storm likes his privacy.

"Of course babe why would you even ask?" Storm asks confused.

"Well for starters you're a huge celebrity and they will be in our house," yes I said ours.

Storm chuckles, "I'm sure they won't steal my stuff and sell it on eBay, or publish our sex tape," Sroem says with a straight face

I'm horrified, "we have a sex tape!" I scream.

"Just kidding angel, no need to murder me." Storm says laughing.

"They will be over in an hour," I huff at him.

"I have some work to do aswell the label is pushing for an album with the release of the new song," Storm says itching to get back in the studio.

"I'm going to take a shower and put on something comfortable," I say smiling.

"Need some help reaching your back?" Storm asks taking the bait.

I strip my top off and and scream, "always." We have a make out session and things get a bit heavy in the shower, somehow I land up on my knees, then against the glass, "I enjoy quickies," I say with red cheeks.

Storm winks, "glad I can be of service," I laugh and put my hair up in a messy bun, throw on some red short shorts and put on one of Storms over sized grey long sleeved tops, and some flip flops and my glasses. Storm wears a t-shirt, jeans and sneakers. "Angel, Jill is at the door," I get the door, we hug it out and chat a bit and she goes to find Storm.