All Time Low Oneshots

Warped Slut - Zack

Being a photographer at Warped Tour seems pretty cool, doesn’t it? Yeah, it don’t only sounds cool, it is cool!
But you have to watch out how much you party and how many boys (or maybe even girls) you let have their way with you… or maybe someone else will look out for you.

(Some other characters as Elliot Greenbelt or Jenna McDougall play an important role in this)

Moving to the beat of some Billy Talent song I grin widely at all the man around me. Jenna grabs my hips and brings me closer to her. Laughing I have to hold onto her waist, so that I don’t fall over. Giggling we dance with each other and she shouts the lyrics out. The doors of the bus we’re on open up and others stroll in.
There’s a big party going on on the parking lot for all the tour buses of bands at Warped Tour. 

Swinging my hips against Jennas got some of the guys to whistle at us. She giggles in her drunken mood and pulls me in closer. I know she’s bi and would never say no to a night with me (she confessed it at some other point when we were so drunk we just laid down on the floor of Tonight Alives bus to sleep) but that doesn’t bother me. I know I’m kinda hot and boys and some girls like me.
At daytime I can be really nerdy with my big glasses and camera. Nothing's gonna stop me to take the perfect picture. Really. I always have my camera with me and if I see a good subject I don’t hesitate to do everything to get the best picture. That’s why I got the spot as a photographer for Warped Tour again. Last year they thought my work was that good, that they chose me again.
But as the clock strikes ten and the partys begin I change. I dress differently and don’t have my cam always around my neck. But it still lies right next to me on a little table, so if I see something worthy for a picture I’ll instantly catch the moment forever.

“Show us what you got!”, someone yells and I turn around to find John from The Maine grinning like an idiot. He totally checks out my bum, but that’s okay. Jenna and I embrace each other and I grind down on her a bit. She smirks at me and then throws a quick smirk at Vic. I see him nod with a smile and Jenna throws her arms around my neck.
“Come on, you sexy bitch”, and the next thing I know, her lips shove against mine and she kisses me roughly. I’ve kissed a lot of guys, most of them are here right now, and I know I like it when the other one is a bit more dominant than I am, but still Jennas kiss is just… nice. Her lips are soft and full but… I don’t know, it feels kind of weird to have some boobs pressed up against mine. But still I kiss her back and grip her waist. I have nothing to do and she moans against my lips. I hear the boys cheer at us and smirk. She slips her tongue along my bottom lip and without thinking about it I open up and she slides in. It’s a hot kiss, but as I said it feels a bit weird for me. I have nothing against gay people and this isn’t my first kiss with a girl, but I don’t really like it. I just feel attracted to men.
I squeal when Jenna grabs my bum and this causes us to break apart.
“You’re so hot!”, Elliott from Blessthefall shouts and I smile at him.
“Oh, really?”
“Yes!”
“How do you feel about this?”, I take a step forward and stand right between his knees. Before he can say something more I lean down, grip his blonde hair and this time I shove my lips on someone elses. Somewhere in the back of my mind I hear Jenna whine something about me coming back, but this feels so much better. His lips are chapped and he’s so surprised he gasps when I kiss him. I promptly use this opportunity to slip my tongue into his mouth.
“Elliott! You little shit!”, some boy exclaims and I grin. I know the boys like watching me making out with someone. Doesn’t matter if guy or girl. But for me it matters.
It’s so much more pleasurable with a cool guy. I slip onto his lap and his hands find their way to my waist to hold me in place. I sigh at the feeling of his big hands and that I feel some muscles and not boobs when I trail my hands down his chest.
For a minute I make out with Elliott, but then I stand up again to dance. Lifestyle of the Rich&Famous comes on and that’s so my favourite song right now. I know it’s older but I just rediscovered The Young and the Hopeless of Good Charlotte.
I jump around the little space and soon not just Jenna joins me but some guys actually place their beer on a countertop or a shelf or just the floor and join us. I look around for someone to dance with and quickly spot Jack Fowler jumping around with Kellen McGregor. Oh I love Jack. At times he’s so cute…
I push through some bodies and stand beside him.
“Hey”, he smiles down at me.
“Hi”, I smile back and I dance with him. Not long and I got him away from Kellen and we’re at the edge of the crowd and he got his hands on my hips. I wrapped mine around his neck and I’m giggling at his cute faces.
“Stop it!”, I giggle and he just tickles me for a second: “I love your laugh.”
“Still, stop it!”
“Never!”, he grins and squints. I giggle even harder and he smiles fondly. Once I make it to stifle my giggling we are just dancing again and I like how Jack sees me and not only my breasts and bum. He actually tries to talk to me and it’s nice for a change. That’s what I go to Jack for. For some time with a cute guy to hang out with – maybe one or two times we exchanged some kisses but… yeah…
“Sorry, but I had her first”, someone shoves between us and deep blue eyes bore into mine. Jack lets go of me with a sigh and I send him an apologetic smile. He waves it off, cause he knows, if the guys are all drunk and partying he hasn’t got a chance with me. We’re more the kind of normal friends and like to hang out with each other.
Once Elliott got me all for himself again he instantly kisses me again. After a moment I forget Jack again and happily kiss him back. Elliott is a quite good kisser and his body is really sexy. I don’t mind him touching me and certainly don’t mind touching him. I feel his firm muscles under my hand and he groans lowly into my mouth. A giggle escapes me and I turn around, so my back is pressed against his chest. Immediately Elliott strokes my hair away and over my right shoulder. He kisses my now exposed neck and sucks a bit at the sensitive skin. I moan out loud. I love that.
“So Alan was right about it”, he mumbles against my skin and I shoot a look at the ginger sitting across from us. The boy from Of Mice & Men winks at me and I’d be mad at him for telling someone what I like but… Oh god, this feels so good.
Elliott nibbles at my skin, kisses it and then sucks harshly on it. I hiss at the pain shooting up my neck. Elliott licks along the hurt skin and kisses it again. Oh this’ll be a good hickey tomorrow. As a reward for Elliott I grind back on him. His mouth leaves my neck to let out a breathy moan, right into my ear. This turns me on so much. Why haven’t I tried it with Elliott earlier?
We continue to dance with each other and after a minute I’m sure, what I feel pressed hard and warm against my ass. It makes my heart beat faster, cause I know where this night will end once again.
The dancing crowd shrunk down to Elliott and me, some other merch girl with Kellen and Austin and Alan goofing around with each other. I’m again grinding down on Elliott and he holds me pressed up flush against his body. I shiver whenever he breaths hotly onto my neck and kisses me or sucks another lovebite.
“Wanna come with me?”, he whispers: “My whole band is over here, so we got a whole bus for us, if you want.”
“Sounds good”, I breath back. His grin grows even bigger and he wraps his fingers around my wrist to drag me away.
“Elliott is getting laid!”, I hear Alex Gaskarth yell through the whole bus.
“Jealous?”, I shout back but before I can even see how he reacts, Elliott pulled me off the bus and walks me through the crowd in front of it.
“Hey!”
“Leave us alone!”, Elliott shouts back, but I stop.
“Zack!”, I can feel my own smile building up until I grin widely at him. The tall and ripped guy strolls over. He has a lazy smile on his lips and a red cup in his left hand.
“What’s up?”, he asks me. Elliott tugs at my hand but I ignore him. I just stare up at his Zacks hazel eyes.
“We just wanted to go back to my bus… so excuse us, you can talk tomorrow”, Elliott snaps at Zack. But Zack just frowns and looks at our joined hands.
“So not happening, bro”, he tells the blonde man.
“And why?”
“Cause she’s mine”, with that Zack parts our hands.
“She’s not”, Elliott growls: “Tonight she danced with me and I’m gonna take her with me and it’ll be the best night she ever had at Warped.”
Zack just sends him a friendly and still tired smile: “Like I said: Not going to happen.”
Elliott sends him a death glare and tries to take my hand again. Before he really gets my hand Zack gripped my waist with one arm.
“Careful young lady”, he smiles at me, couches down and the next thing I know, he has me thrown over his shoulder and casually carries me away. I can hear Elliott shout something about how unfair this is, but I’m just giggling my head of.
“Zacky!”, I giggle.
“What?”, he chuckles back. I try to look back at him and see him taking a sip out of his cup. Then he crushs it in his hand and tosses it away.
“I’m gonna hit the hay”, I hear him say and wonder to whom he’s talking.
“Alright. Night, mate…”, I hear Tony Perrys voice. Zack turns around and now Tony is smiling at me.
“Night”, he smiles at me.
“Night, Tony…”, I half giggle, half sigh. That makes Tony chuckle.
I look around my surroundings as Zack just carries me. Some buses later we come to the one I recognize as the All Time Low bus. Zack puts me down and wraps his arm around my waist.
“You alright?”, he asks a bit worried.
“Yeah… Hadn’t that much to drink”, I confess and he nods. He opens the door and let me go in first. I climb up the stairs and wait for him to come up to me. He directs me to the bunks and points at the one at the very bottom.
“Get in there…”
I strip down to my shirt and panties and just toss my clothes somewhere. With a satisfied sigh I climb under the covers in the little bunk.
“Move over, will ya?”, Zack chuckles. I giggle back and scoot over to the wall. He comes to my side and pulls the blanket over himself.
As per usual I swing my leg over his waist and sit up on his lap.
“So… Zacky”, I smirk and glide my hands down his toned chest. Yes, he took his shirt of. I found my heaven if you ask me. He looks georgerous. 
But he smiles at me and catches my wrists.
“I don’t wanna sleep with you”, he whispers in a loving tone.
“What?”
“Yeah… Just lay down with me, alright?”
Gently he pushs me off him. I’m confused. I mean I never slept with Zack but that’s normally why any of the guys take me back to their bunks.
“Why do you do this?”, he asks me.
“Cause it’s fun… I don’t have a boyfriend, so why shoudn’t I have some fun with all these hot guys?”, I return and look at him.
“Maybe cause you’re too good for this?”
I blink at him in confusion.
“You know, there might actually be some guys out there, that care for you and like you… not only for sex”, he mumbles.
I fall onto my back and stare blankly at the ceiling of Zacks bunk.
“I mean it… It makes me sad to see you leave with all these guys… You deserve something better. I know you dream of a steady relationship with a loving boyfriend.”
“Who told you?”, I question him.
“Tony… You two kind of had a thing for a few weeks… He told me it didn’t work out, so you two broke up again.”
I smile at the memory of my short but happy time with Tony. Sadly we live too far apart to have an actual relationship so we broke up. I sigh sadly and Zack wraps his arm around my shoulders.
“Try to sleep”, he murmurs against my hair and presses a kiss to my temple. I snuggle into his chest and take a deep breath. Zack smells nice… nicer than the most guys…
I feel good in his arms and snuggled up against his side. A happy and giddy feeling spreads in my tummy. It only takes me a few minutes to fall asleep.

The next morning I wake up to a soft snoring Zack. His face is turned in my direction and I poke lightly at his nose. He scrunches it up cutely and I just have to smile. As always I look down in the bunk to search for my clothes but as I’m just confronted with our naked feet I remember what happened last night. Zack dragged me away from a night with Elliott Gruenberg to let me sleep in his bunk.
A soft smile plays over my lips.
Yeah, I really am a slut here at Warped, there’s no denying. I slept with some of the guys and kissed even more of them but I know this isn’t right. I shouldn’t be doing this but it’s just so tempting. It feels good to know they like me. Even if it’s just sexually.
“Mornin’”, Zacks hoarse morning voice interrupts me and I look at him.
“How’d you sleep?”
“Better than I would’ve at Elliotts… or anyone elses”, I reply softly.
“I’m glad you’re not angry at me for this”, he grumpily says and buries his face into his pillow. Once he lifts his head again a light blush coats his cheeks.
“You know, I’d let you sleep every night with… uhm… beside me. I like you with me”, he smiles.
“And I like sleeping next to you, thanks Zack”, I smile.
Maybe this could be the start for a new life. Maybe I don’t need to kiss a different guy every night and sleep around. Maybe, just maybe, I’d like to settle down with a cute but ripped bass player from Baltimore…