Watching You Without Me

By Aaron .

Published on Jul 2, 2001

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Thanks to Nimm for the inspiration to actually FINISH this chapter. I love you all! (((((((((((FANS)))))))))))) www.aarondelorean.com

Disclaimer: Sticks his tongue out at "The Firm's" legal department.

"Watching You Without Me"

Aaron DeLorean

Chapter Seventeen


"Can't let you know What's been happening. There's a ghost in our home, Just watching you without me. I'm not here." --Kate Bush ___________________________________

I gazed at myself in the mirror. I made sure that my makeup and hair were absolutely perfect. I smoothed out the sleeves of the vintage Gaultier suit that A.J. had bought for me. It hid the cast quite well. A.J. knew how much I loved vintage designer.

Release Party. I turned the words over in my head. My heart was beating wildly. I was nervous as hell. I quickly swallowed a Valium with a sip from my glass of Stoli. A.J. had been in the fucking bathroom for an hour now. What could he possible be doing? He was taking longer than me, if that was possible.

I knocked on the door.

"Alex hun the party starts at eight and it's seven thirty now!" I yelled through the door. Nothing. I rolled my eyes and tried the knob. The door swung inwards. I took a step into the bathroom. Nothing. No signs of trouble, everything was perfect; nothing was out of place. I sighed and drank from my glass. Where had he slipped off to now? I tipped my head back and was immediately dizzy. Great, I thought to myself, I'm drunk and the party hasn't even started yet.

I glared at myself in the mirror. Suddenly a hand was clamped over my eyes and a strong arm wrapped itself around my waist.

"Lookin' for me?" A.J. whispered into my ear. I closed my eyes. A.J.'s hands caressed all the erogenous zones that he had come to know so well. The alcohol and Valium swept into my brain and I became putty in his hands.

"Hun we're never gonna make it to the party if we keep this up." I breathed out.

There were too many stars at the party for my poor little mind to comprehend. All of these people had come just for me? I looked to my left and saw Elton John coming towards me.

"Close your mouth, Aaron. Don't want these people to think you're a cod fish." Nimm reminded me.

"Ah, so you must be the chap A.J. keeps talking about. Nice too meet you, I hope you do well in your career." Elton smiled. All I could do was nod. I guess being star struck had taken its toll. He nodded and went inside to mingle with the other guests. I could hear Heart playing in the background. It was like I was in a dream. I felt A.J. tug on my arm and I allowed myself to be pulled in the direction of the next guest.

"Aaron sweetie, this is Steven Tyler. You DO listen to Aerosmith don't you?" I nodded numbly.

"Ah! It's nice to see new blood around here." He joked. I laughed. Ok, so it won't be as hard as I thought it would be. "Good to hear someone laughin' around this joint."

"Alex, is there something you aren't telling me?" I playfully asked my boyfriend. A.J. blushed and hurried me off to the next star. "It was nice meeting you Mr. Tyler!" I called back over my shoulder. He laughed and waved. We approached Nimm talking animatedly with Xiang Xiyi.

"Hey Nimmy, what's goin' down?" Her face lit up.

"I am having a great time! I just met Smash Mouth and Xiang Xiyi." She turned to Xiang, "This is my friend Aaron." Xiang turned and smiled warmly.

"Hello Aaron. I've heard such wonderful things about you from Nimm. I wish for a long and successful career for you." I smiled and bowed slightly, taking my cue from her latest film.

"Thank you!" I beamed. She bowed as well, and then turned to inform Nimm that she was going off to get a drink. Alex had to go meet with the rest of his entourage that was the Backstreet Boys, so Nimm accompanied me in the rest of my hobnobbing.

"You're doing a great job Aaron." She whispered.

"You really think so?"

"Hell yeah, in fact, I'd like you to meet a friend of mine." Nimm dragged me over to a woman my same height, with dark brown hair. She turned around, and I almost shit a brick. Standing before me was Angelina Jolie, My favorite actress- since she stole the show in "Gia". "Angie, I'd like you to meet Aaron McMillan." Angelina smiled broadly. Her warm eyes sparkled and I felt my knees go weak. This was too much!

"Cool, Hey Aaron!"

"I loved you in 'Girl, Interrupted'!" I blurted out. She laughed,

"Why thank you! That film was a trip, huh?" I nodded dumbly.

"I cannot fucking believe I'm meeting you, Angelina." I confessed frankly. She laughed again,

"Nimm slipped me an advanced copy of your album. It rocks!" I was floored. Angelina Jolie just said she liked my album. I felt warm inside. I surveyed the room. There were over three hundred people here. I would be gearing up to go on my debut tour in the following weeks, and for the first time in my life I felt as if things were finally going well. I watched A.J. make his way across the room. I looked over at Nimm chatting once again with Xiang. Tori was going to be so upset she missed this night. That's another reason I don't eat meat: Food Poisoning.

A.J. came up to me and hugged me tightly.

"Thank you." I whispered in his ear. He kissed my ear.

I was happy.

Three hours later I was sitting between A.J.'s legs in the back of the limo. The Valium and vodka had taken its toll, and I was lying against his chest; simply drifting in and out of the moment. I turned my head to his neck and inhaled his scent. The sweat from his body and the Joop he was wearing combined together to make an extremely intoxicating scent. A.J. leaned down and kissed me softly.

"I love you Alex." I said quietly. I felt him wrap his arms around me.

"I love you too sweetie."

To Be Continued

Next: Chapter 18


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