Zaden

Don't Put Me Out

Zack P.O.V

I was so excited that it was finally the night me and Branden came to see Forever The Sickest Kids. I felt like it was taking forever for Branden not to be scared (like a little bitch) about us being in public together, but now we are here together and I have the man of my dreams right next to me. While we were walking toward the open doors, I couldn't help but stare at Branden's bubbly, tight ass. Branden batted his eyes at me and smirked knowing exactly what was on my mind.

  "Come on, babe. What are you looking at? The doors are opening" Branden giggled, grabbing my hand and putting it in his warm sweater. 

  "You want my hands all over you, don't you?" I happily asked pulling him closer to my body. I felt my penis poking out of the top of my jeans onto his back. Branden jerked up knowing what I was trying to hide. As we quickly walked to the warm venue, both of our faces lit up in joy. 

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The concert was absolutely sick (ohoho no pun intended) I held my merch tightly but once we left the venue going to the parking lot, we started talking to our old pal Joey. While him and Branden were laughing and catching up, I spotted none other than fucking Johnathan Cook. My jaw dropped and I threw my shirt and CD into Branden's arms to hold while I took off running.

"I'll be right back," I shouted at Branden. His face was puzzled, but I continued running. 

Finally I was in front of Jonathan; we were face to face. He was even more perfect up close. "If you would like you can come on our tour bus to meet everyone else," Johnathan offered politely. 

"Of course I would, I love you guys so much" I squealed, fangirling on the inside. I quickly looked back to see if Branden was behind me or at least in sight. Nothing. He must've been in the car waiting or went back inside the venue.

"You're too cute." I heard Jonathan laughing, realizing how nervous and excited I was.

"I've never been on a tour bus before," I softly said following his lead. I walked into the huge bus and saw absolutely... no one. "Wh-where is everyone?" I asked Jonathan confusingly.

"I guess no one is here yet, hah. I'm enough though, right?" He giggled and sat down pulling me next to him I felt my phone vibrate, but I ignored it. "Did you enjoy the show?" he asked, putting his hand on my upper thigh. My heart jumped feeling my pants start to tighten.

"Of course I enjoyed it, I've loved you guys since I was 14." I whispered, blushing. Quickly, I felt a warm breath against my neck, then several soft kisses. I immediatly thought of Branden, and shifted pushing Jonathan off of me. 

"I thought you liked me and all this attention!" I just stared at him. "I don't bring just anyone on our fucking bus," Johnathan sarcastically laughed.

I felt my eyes start to water realizing how big of a douche Jonathan was and how big of a douche I was. I shook my head and stormed out of the bus. Looking down at my phone to check if Branden called or texted, I open my phone to read: "I hope you're having fun with your new friend, without me." I walked to where our car was parked to find that it was in fact not there. I called him, but it went straight to voicemail.

"H...hey Babe? There's no one in the parking lot... I'm all alone here. Are you going to pick me up? Don't really want to walk alone at night, it's a bit scary. Please call back...I'm sorry. Love you." I hung up the phone, feeling a small tear roll down my cheek due to of all of my emotions. I couldn't believe he left me here, not answering my calls, and forcing me walk home alone. Does he understand what could happen to me? At the same time I felt pretty relieved that we didn't live too far. Still, guilt and anger filled me as I was thinking about my night. 

 Just walking into our apartment complex I tried to open our door but of course it was locked. I knocked softly at first, then quickly escalated to louder knocking. He's really not going to let me in? Holding back more tears I walked next door to Sam's house and quietly knocked realizing how late it was. The door opened, I felt relieved that at least someone let me in tonight.