Bedtime Stories

No more Mr Nice Guy tonight

Shannon's P.O.V.

Something in the crowd caught my attention; I took my eyes from Jared and I focus my attention in her direction.

Don't know, was something about her, something familiar, when it hit me; I knew that girl.

Few years ago, in one night after a concert, I was walking trough the parking lot, where our bus was, smoking a cigarette; wanting to go back, to catch some sleep, I saw someone sneaking, in the back of bus.

I stopped myself at time, to not knocked her down, when I saw her long hair. There's no point to give more detail about what was happened that night.

In the morning, we switched phone numbers; I really liked her but, as you know, I always lose things; unfortunate, I lost my phone, after few days, my only connection with her.

I talked with someone from crew, pointing in her direction. After concert, I rushed to the bus; she was standing in couch, scrolling trough her phone.

I was expecting to be upset on me, to demand explanations but she trow herself in my arms, wrapping her arms around my body.

"I'm sorry but I missed you so much" she raised her head, looking straight into my eyes.

I couldn't say nothing, she pulled me by neck into a hunger kiss; her hands was running all over me but I knew that wasn't the place to do something.

"Stop, it's not the right place. Jared and others could come in any minute. Let's go in my hotel room, nobody will disturb there"

She blushed, as I raised her up, wrapping the legs around my waist, for another kissing round.

I barely resisted until hotel room; no more Mr Nice Guy...I wanna destroy the bed tonight.