1) the boys on a meet and greet tour
In the concert, I was fully going for it, ignoring all the barriers and stretching as close to the stage as I could. I knew I had my meet and greet just after this so I would have a 1 on 1 interaction time, but i was still one of those girls that wanted to lean in and catch the tips of their fingers from an attempted high-5. The boys sung their final song 'best song ever' seductively cradling the microphone in their hands, winking at all the VIP's. Liam's glistening eyes caught mine as he did a quick scoop of the room, before carrying on with their well-rehearsed routine.
After the show, a security guard led me down a long dark corridor and into a room with 2 separate chairs and a sofa. I sat their waiting the boys arrival, desperately trying to hold myself together. Liam strolled in and I just couldn't contain myself, so I fainted. Clearly I don't know what happened while I was passed out, but I remember waking up on the sofa with my head led in Liam's lap and his soft fingers stroking my dizzy head. His gentle touch automatically sent away all the confusion as I just led there staring at him, trying to catch my breath. He smirked when he noticed I was awake, and stroked the hair out of my eyes. I caught his hand as it left my face and I kissed it passionately. His eyes glistened even more as he leant down and did the same to the top of my head. My hand gripped his neck, stopping him from straightening back up and he lent Into me. Liam was just millimetres from kissing me, when Harry and everyone else walks in. Liam darted up casually strutting towards them, leaving me vulnerably sprawled across the sofa.
Harry and Niall both exchanged a quick cheeky expression and then didn't hesitate but to ask 'well what's been happening here then?!' Liam (looking guilty as ever) told them that nothing had happened and he was simply nursing me back to health. I didn't care that he had left out all the details, because his every word sounded as seductive as the way he cradled the microphone. His eyes filled with deep honesty as he tried to portray that he wasn't lying. Of course he wasn't lying, but if they had been 5 minutes later then I can't promise he'd still be telling the truth!
Zayn slowly walked towards me and vigorously grabbed my hips and thrusted into me. He spun me round so I was facing him and brushed the hair out of my eyes, the same way as Liam had done earlier on. He was teasing Liam to see if he got jealous. When he noticed that Liam didn't seem to mind, Zayn dropped onto the sofa taking me with him and leaving me knelt either sides of his legs. My bum was perched on his legs and I couldn't say I didn't like it. His hands wrapped themselves round my hips as he slowly started moving me back and forth, carefully and gently as he ran his legs up and down my thighs. He was only doing this to test Liam's patience and sure enough it worked. Liam stormed out of the room, swearing at Zayn and exaggerating that he just can't help himself.
Zayn allowed me to climb off his lap and I sprinted in the direction that Liam had left. I opened all the unlocked doors to attempt to find him, yet i just couldn't. Suddenly a muscly arm interlocked with mine and tugged me into a jet black janitors cupboard. He whispered in my ear for me to not say anything and I obeyed. I was scared out of my wits, as the guy with me started unbuttoning my shorts. I didn't recognise the voice very well, but then again you could tell it was fake. He slipped my shorts down taking my underwear with it. He slid his hands back up my leg and started taking off all his clothes. I couldn't see his body, but I could feel it with the tips of my fingers. His carved body for to my fingers as I ran my hands round his abs and v-line.
He slipped my top over my head and began to undo my bra strap. He teased me and played around as if he knew it well. His warm breath I led my neck and I realised who it was...
I pushed him away and asked him what he thought he was doing, he didn't reply. Instead he darted back into me and kissed me without hesitation. His soft lips and skilled tongue was all that was on my mind. His hands were crafting away and so were mine, neither if us stopping for a breath. He leant away and everything came to a stop. I slid over to the window and pulled on the blinds. The moonlight shone in and Liam stood there, awaiting me to come back.
