Roadtrip Oneshots

Jacklyn, Vampire

So this was a request by LoNaZaHaLi ... You requested this god knows how long ago, but here it finally is! I hope you liked it, and I can change things if you don't. Xx 💞❤️

There is some pretty intense making out further on, just a warning now. And I've never written it, so this could be interesting 😂😀💞
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Jack

Another tour down. Another celebration.

This tour had been a successful one, and by far our favourite. We'd done more shows, longer sets, and just in general had more fun. The Roadie fanbase was still growing, and recently our number of followers had increased dramatically. Every show, bar one, had sold out in just a few days, which made us all excited and hyper long before the shows even started.
But yeah, it had been a brilliant couple of months, and although tour had been incredible, we were all secretly looking forward to the downtime we had scheduled.

But for now, back to the club.

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The boys were all on their fifth and sixth drink by now, while I was still sat nursing my second.

For once I decided to be the responsible one, and was going to stop after I'd finished this one. After all, it was nearing one in the morning now, and I knew that if we stayed out much longer we'd waste our day tomorrow. And they'd all have hangovers, which would mean me spending my day looking after them.

Sod that.

Tipping my head back, I drained my glass, and stood up, shoving my way through the crowd to get to the bathroom. Turning my head, I could see the boys dancing (dreadfully mind) in the middle of the club. I could hear their cacophonous laughter from all the way across the room. The image made me smile, and I then continued my way to bathroom, seeing as I knew where the four of them were.

But a hand clamped itself over my wrist, yanking me harshly sideways. I yelped in shock and panic, but no one seemed to pay me any attention. I tried to fight my way out, but a second hand joined the first, clamping down so tightly that I silently screamed out. Their skin was ice cold, and I couldn't even manage to pry one of their fingers off of me. I stumbled over someone's foot, but they kept pulling me, dragging me away.
I closed my eyes at one point, but they snapped open when I heard a door slam.

Darkness. Silence.

The hands let go then, and I rubbed my wrist, knowing that it would bruise something horrible. How was I meant to explain that to the boys later on?
But then a pair of red eyes, so red they were almost black, loomed out of the darkness, red circles that grew closer and closer. I backed away, but my back hit a wall after a few steps. I tried to scream, but something covered my mouth, muffling the sound that may have helped me. My heart was beating erratically, and I felt my blood rush through me like a tidal wave.

The eyes vanished.

The hand stayed clamped over my mouth. I couldn't see anything. My hands scrabbled with the one on my mouth, but I wasn't making any progress.

Then a sharp pain on my neck made me seize up, frozen momentarily. I kicked out, but made contact with nothing.
The sharpness peaked again, and I let out a moan. My eyes rolled up into the back of my head, eyelids fluttering.