Being Famous Has Its Perks: Tristan Evans Love Story

Chapter Seventeen ~ I'm Here, I'm Always Here.

Natalie 

I walked to the bus hand in hand with James. All of the boys kept looking at us strange but I didn't care. Let them think what they want. 

Once we got to the bus I tried to get on before either Tristan and Brad and quickly walked over to my bed and noticed the curtain was closed. I parted the curtain a tiny bit and saw my whole bed full of bags. There was two balloon packets and a whole ton of bags filled with ping pong balls. I walked back to the lounge area and sat down next to James. "It's all on my bed" I said quietly to him he nodded and continued talking to the others. 

For about twenty minutes everyone was just talking and I was completely bored. I can't go my bed because of the bags, I can't talk to Tristan because I kissed him I seriously had nothing to do and it's really annoying. 

We were on the road so I couldn't just get off the bus and leave. I couldn't be bothered writing another song because I don't have the motivation. I looked around an saw James looking at me like I had something on my face. "Can I help you?" I asked. 

"Uh yeah what's up you seem upset" he said concernedly. Yeah I am but I can't tell you why.

"Nah I'm just tired" I said. To be honest I was a little bit upset I mean I kissed Tristan when I shouldn't have why would I do that? I'm such a twat. 

"Well go lie down on my bed" he said. 

"Will you come with me?" I asked. Thing is I need to forget about Tristan but I don't want to start a relationship with James because it will only end badly. I'm so confused. 

"Sure" he said and he took my hand and we walked to his bed. I got up first and then he jumped on. I laid down and he wrapped his arms around me. I rested my head on his chest and just listened to his heartbeat. I tried closing my eyes but I kept seeing myself kiss Tristan. Hold on I hardly kissed him he pushed my head. 

Why would he do that? He is the one that told me he didn't want a relationship. What does he think he could just have me? 

I tilted my head to face James and he looked at me then bent a little closer to my face. His eyes darted from my eyes to my lips then back to my eyes and then he lent in. I could feel his hot breath on my lips. From the corner of my eye I saw Tristan walking from the lounge to the beds. I pulled myself closer to James until we had closed up the gaps and slammed our lips on each other's. 

This kiss wasn't like the one with Tristan. Tristan's felt so natural, like it was supposed to happen this one almost seems forced and surly I wasn't enjoying it. I mean his lips are soft but he is just so rough. I felt his hand make it's way down to my hip and then further. I felt the urge to stop but I couldn't. 

He lick my bottom lip but I didn't let him in. I felt his hand travel to my jean back pocket and he grabbed my left bum cheek and gave it a squeeze. I gasped a tiny bit and he slid his tongue in. I'm telling you it felt wrong. I'm not even kidding it felt like a slug, okay so just imagine how in harry potter Ron sets that 'eat slugs' spell on Malfoy but it back fires well his tongue kind of feels like that. Not like I would know but it was gross. 

His hand slowly moved back up and slid under my shirt. I felt his warm hand slowly creep up my back that's when I pulled away. I tried my best not to feel disgusted and pretend that I really enjoyed it. 

James pouted at me. "It's not the time and place" I smirked. I think I might just give up and maybe try and settle down with someone who is not in a band. Just for now let's pretend that I want to be with James. I will tell him eventually that I just can't do this. I laid my head back on his chest and then I slowly fell asleep.