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Tour Bus

"Come on, Danny!" You whispered to your phone. "pick up the phone"

You had just been to a BVB concert and you were waiting to be picked up in the parking lot. You sighed angrily and scrunched your eyes. All the cars in the lot had gone. It was just you, and you were beginning to get scared, and began to cry as you had texted your parents both about 50 times. You were lost and confused, why wouldn't Danny come and get you? Why wouldn't your lazy parents reply? You notice out of the corner of your eye who was just walking out of his car. Lead singer of the band you had just seen, sexiest man alive. It couldn't be real. You dried your tears because you felt stupid and tried to ignore him.

"Hey, are you okay over there?" A deep voice says. You turn around to see his gorgeous face. You're a little dazed to see him in real life up so close, you inhale the revolting smell of his cigarette, and you're tempted to gag.

"No" you sniff. "N-no one will c-come and pick me up" you hiccup

"Have you tried calling a cab, sweetie?"

"I only have 2 dollars"

"Well....do you wanna....like....stay the night on our tour bus...'till we can getcha home?"

You sniff. "I guess I have no choice..." You whisper.

He smiles and takes you by the arm, leading you back

"Hey, it's this way. So you came out to see the show?" He asks smiling at you.

You nod shyly.

"You liked it?"

You nod again, smiling slightly.

"You want one?" He asks handing his cigarette to you.

You shake your head.

"You're quiet"

"I'm shy" you corrected "and I hate everyone"

He chuckles. "What about your family?"

"I hate EVERY-one"

"You can't hate everyone!" He laughs. "Do you hate me?"

"You're a human being, right?"

"I am"

"There you go"

"So why'd you come to the show, smart ass?" He teases

"I like music. Music and cats. Music and cats only"

"I see. So what's your name, sweetheart?"

"(Name)"

"Tell me, (name), why'd you hate everyone?"

"Because everyone hates me"

"No they don't"

"How would you know?"

"Because I don't hate you"

"Huh" you mutter

"Ever been told you that you're difficult to have a conversation with?"

"I've been told I'm difficult to look at"

He chuckles. "Who says that?"

"Why are you hard to look at?"

"Because I'm ugly. I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind"

"I think you're alright"

"Why does that mean?"

"I like you. So even if you think everyone hates you, (name), promise me you'll remember, I don't"

"Honestly, I don't think I'll ever forget this night"

"Me neither"

"Why? How is this any different to any other night? I'm just another fan"

"You made me laugh"

"Don't you laugh often?"

"Not really"

"Here we are" he says pushing open the door, revealing a luxurious looking living space.

"Wow"

"Make yourself at home" he says collapsing onto a sofa. You shyly take a seat next to him.

"Where are the rest of your band?"

"Out"

"Ok....So what do you guys do for fun?" You ask, trying to unravel conversation.

"You want me to show you?" He winks

"S-sure...."

He gets up and you follow. He takes you to a large double bed, enclosed by four small white walls, closing the door behind you, and suddenly pushes you onto it and clambers on top of it.p, making you gasp.

"Surely you'd find someone attractive to do this with...?" You say gently placing your palms on his shoulders.

"Surely you know you're attractive" he says, smiling down at you, stroking your cheek with one hand.

"H-huh?" You ask

"You're beautiful, we both know that, (name)" he says

"Huh? What? Who's paying you to say this?"

He chuckles. "That's cute. Now let me kiss you, okay?" And before you can protest, his lips have already fallen onto yours. You kiss back gently, caressing his lips with yours, licking his tongue. You feel his erection rise and dig into you, causing a moan to escape your lips.

"How old are you?" He whispers breathlessly.

"I-I'm 15"

"That'll have to do" he pants, and begins tearing off his shirt. You do the same and you're both just left there, sighing heavily, topless. He reconnects his lips to yours and you begin kissing again. You play with the hem of his boxers, and he begins unfastening his belt with one hand. You get the message and pull off the jeans and boxers, and he kicked them off the bed easily. He places kisses along your collar bones while skilfully managing to removes your leggings and panties with his experienced hands. He starts placing kisses along your collar moan making you moan. He unclips your bra, and you're taken by surprise at how fast he takes it off.

You decide to take control, and roll him over so that you're hovering above him. You sit up on him and jump onto him wildly, impaling yourself on his manhood, he groans and grabs your hips to keep you steady while you ride him fast and hard. He rocks his hips back and forth, trying to force more of his terrifyingly long length into you.

"Oh, (name)" he grunts. "Damn..."

You begin to moisten even faster, so that you're now dripping onto him. His grip on your hips tightens and you feel yourself about to cum.

"O-oh Andy...I-I'm gonna cum" you moan

He grunts in response and thrusts up into you, releasing his warm seed into you. You shriek his name.

"Andyyyy!" You cry, letting out little moaning noises as he makes his few final thrusts.

You dismount him and lie beside him, stroking his hair.

"I'm gonna keep you" he smiles.

"Andy!" You hear a male voice call, as they bang on the door.

"Quick get under the covers" Andy whispers, and you obediently do so.

"Come in" he says

"Can you warn us next time you're going to bang a minor? Please?"

"Nope"

He closes the door and sighs.

"Was that Jake?"

"Yeah"

You giggle and he takes you into his arms and kisses your face.

"Do you still hate everybody?"