Whatever you do... Don't Panic.

I did what?

You wake up to bright lights and talking. You peek from between the rack of clothes and see him.. he is getting changed for the concert tonight.

"Shit" you mumble to yourself, of all the rooms you could've run into, you ran into his dressing room. You watch as his tailor fits him into his suit. "He looks good" you think, but then realize that you can't look up to him anymore... he used you.

The tailor leaves and you try to stay still and quiet. Brendon starts singing along to the radio. You sit back and without thinking start to hum along.
"What the?.." he says. You realize you've been humming along.

He comes closer to the clothing rack and you think he sees your feet. He pushes apart the clothes to reveal your face. You let out a little grin of embarrassment. Brendon starts to laugh..

"Well if you wanted to see me like this all you would of had to do was ask!" He chuckles. You blush, but then remember what he did. "I can't believe you got me drunk, and then used me!! I thought you were my rolemodel.. my idol! Now look at you! You have a wife, yet you still need 18 year old girls to get by?? You are a rotten human being!"

"What do you mean?" He scoffs. You reply " I mean the fact that you got me drunk and then used me without my consent in your trailer!"

"That's not at all what happened!" He says. "We had a party in my trailer late last night. You decided to drink a little too much and started dancing with one of the other band mates. I looked over a little later and you were down to your bra and underwear.. so, I put one of my shirts on you and laid you in my bed to sleep for the night. I crashed in someone else's trailer, and grabbed a shower in the morning."

You look at him in disbelief, wondering if you could have really been so stupid as to think your beebo would have hurt you.

"I'm really sorry" you say. "I feel so embarrassed, I shouldn't have yelled at you, I shouldn't have drank so much, I shouldn't have stripped, I shouldn't have ran away. I was just so confused and scared."

He opens his arms for a hug. You hug him back. He then walks back over to finish his hair in the mirror. You take a seat on the couch along the wall.

He finishes his hair and walks over. He sits down and puts his arm around you. You begging to sob into his shoulder asking for forgiveness.

He says "Its ok... I swear.. But I'm not gonna lie to you and tell you I didn't mean what I said. I do have feelings for you but I never hurt you.. do you understand?"

He gives you another hug, but just as you go to return the hug someone walks in the door...