Dirty Band One Shots! (Requests Closed)

Best Friends Never Last-Christian Coma (BVB)

"Christian, do you have to leave?" I pouted sadly.

"Yeah, Taylor, I think so." He looked at me with a sorry look. 

Christian Mora (CC, Christian Coma, whatever he prefers depending on the mood) has been my best friend for like, ever. I gave my friend the biggest puppy dog eyes ever. 

"Hey, be happy, Tay. I'll bring you back souvenirs, and maybe I'll get the girl that I've dreamed  of for so long..." He trailed off. He didn't see it, but my heart was aching with constant jealousy. CC was ALWAYS talking about his dream girl. His best friend somewhere else. Why, oh, why, couldn't it be me?!? 

Andy and the boys pulled up in the bus. 

"Please.." I begged.

"I can't! Tay, I promised you! I will be back before you know it!" CC smiled. 

Andy came out, and said, "CC, you ready?" 

"I need to talk some sense into this little one. She won't let me leave."

"Ahh. Oh, hey Taylor." Andy said.

"Hi!" CC tried to leave, but I just grabbed the back of his shirt. With that, Andy picked me up and carried me into the bus with CC right behind. 

"How bout that, eh, Tay Tay?" CC said. I gave him an evil glance, he knows I hate it when he calls me that.. "Fine, asshat." I grumbled.

I ran into his arms, taking in his scent. Damn, he always smelt great. I even stole one of his shirts one time to smell him. Don't tell him I said that! 

*Few weeks later*

I walked into the bus living space, and CC was talking about his fantasy woman again. My heart pounded with the heavy weight of heart ache and jealousy. I truly loved CC, I really did. They left for their show that day. I quickly wrote down a note 

Dear Christian,

         I'm taking a months break away from you. I need to clear my head. I'll see you in May.

Love, Taylor

I left it like that and set it on his bunk pillow. I go and pack all my stuff. I know CC thinks of me as just his best friend. nothing else. Does he know how to feel? Does he? I ran off the bus quickly, then went to the nearest airport for a flight to Bermuda. 

After half an hour of waiting, I hear a familiar shout: "TAYLOR! TAYLOR!" The only thoughts that came to mind were: "RUN TAY, RUN!" But I was rooted to the spot. I turned around to see CC crash into me, just about knocking me over, but he grabs me and sets me even. 

"Why? Why are you leaving me? You need to stay..." He said, actually with a serious, hurt tone. 

I pulled away from him. "Christian. Pfft. You don't need me!" He looked hurt by this. I swallowed down my regret. "I'm only your best friend. You can live without me. I'm nothing more to you. Nothing. You don't love me the way I love you..." I realized what I just said, and looked at him cautiously. My heart broke at the look he was giving me. His eyes were leaking tears. I almost cried at the sight of it. 

He ran over to me, half crying, and grabbed my hands. "No...Taylor. You don't understand. My fantasy...my dream girl...is you. It all revolved around your personality. I can't believe you didn't see that. I didn't really realize it either, until I saw what you left me, and I saw how much I really do love you, Taylor. I never knew it until I almost lost you. Permanently...hunny, you are the love of my life." 

This brought me to tears. He lifted up my head and wiped the tears away, and placed those soft lips against mine, pushing slightly to show me he loves me more than anything. 

 he brought me home, placing his lips onto mine, pushing harder, surprising me with his tongue in my mouth. Our kiss got heated. He laid me down, hovering closely over me.His kisses went down my neck, nipping and sucking all over. He found my weak spot, making me moan loudly. He smirked. He bit it harder, causing me to groan. He kissed me again, cutting off the moans. He ran his hand up my shirt, pulled it off and ran his tongue up my abdomen. He slid his hands around my back, undoing my bra and flinging it somewhere. He latches his teeth and mouth onto my nipple, caressing the other. He nips me and sucks, with me moaning unvoluntarily beneath him. I remove his shirt, trailing my fingers across his abs. I scramble for his belt, pulling it off. CC pushes his hands on my vagina, and rubs hard. He pulls off my pants, trailing kisses down my body. His kisses stop at my thong brim, and pulls at it. "Well...baby, we're just gonna have to do something about this, aren't we?" he says seductively in my ear.

"Yeah," I say, out of breath. I tug off his pants. I grip him, and he moans loud. Threw his boxers, I could feel how big he was, and I knew insantly I wasn't walking in the morning. He pinned me down, and tugged my panties off. He threw them across the room, too. He shoved a finger in, making me moan out in pleasure. He pulsed it in and out, and then added a second finger. Pain added to the pleasure, driving me crazy. I moaned loudly, making CC smile and lick his lips. I knew he was watching me drip all over his fingers. He put his other hand down and started madly rubbing my clit. "HOLY...aggghh...damn you, christian!" He thrusted in another finger, making me cum. He reached up and licked it off. "You taste like sugar." 

Haha. I wondered so bad...I pushed him down, and pulled his boxers off and gasped at what I would be taking in. I rubbed on him, and he pushed my head down. I licked up the side of it, taking in his long length. I made sure my tongue grazed the tip hard. "DAMN baby...you're driving me crazy!" He pulled my hair and released into my mouth. He tasted like frosting. I took off my hands and mouth. He rolled me over and bent down. He shoved in his tongue, licking and sucking me. I moaned loud, and cummed all over him. He rubbed his hand slowly. I moaned loud, and grabbed his waist. He climbed over me, and started teasing me by rubbing himself over my clit, which was throbbing in protest. "CHRISTIAN...BABY! JUST...ohh...DO IT!!" He smiled. Then slammed inside me, making me scream out. "Thats right, Taylor.." He pounded me, then hit my sweet spot, making me scream louder. After that he started to pound that same spot harder and harder, and faster, my climax so near that his thrusts got slow too, and I cummed and he just exploded inside of me, making me moan. 

*morning* 

"Baby...brought you breakfast!" 

"OOH Christian Mora makes the best breakfast." 

"Thank you!" 

I sit up, and pain hits me right where his dick was. "Agh..."

"You okay? Or did my dick overpower you?"

"Mmmhmm." 

I stood up, went to the bathroom and threw up. When I came back out, CC was down on one knee, holding out a ring to me. "Taylor...will you marry me?" 

"Oh. My. God, Christian, YES!!" I cryed into his shoulder as he sipped the ring on my finger.

*3 months later* 

Found out I was pregnant, and Christian and I got married privately in a court. I will name my baby girl Aurelia Rose Mora (Coma) and CC absolutely loves it. We are both happier than ever. Best Friends...sometimes they don't last..but just fall in love.