Zeborah's P.O.V
"What the Hell Ezzie?" I laugh at her.
"Dude I have dibs on Tony!" She giggles. I shake my head and laugh.
I look up back at Mike and he still has his gaze upon me. Is it? Am I crazy? Maybe he's looking at someone behind me.
"Alright Guys it's been fun tonight but now we have to end the show," the fans aw as Vic keeps talking.
"Excuse me girls, Mike and Tony want you backstage," a bouncer quietly says to us.
We follow him back as girls give us rude glares and one even scratches me. Bitch.
We wait backstage for the guys and soon enough they're back and smile at us.
"Hey girls," Tony says sitting next to Ezzie and Mike sits next to me.
"We were just curious if you wanted to hang out for the night. We're staying at a hotel not to far from here, about a block away," Mike smiles at me. I look at Ezzie and she nods at me with pleading eyes.
"Yeah, sure. That'd be great," I say with my thick accent.
"An accent? Nice. It's hot," Mike laughs. He stands up and takes my hand as we walk through the path cleared by guards, leaving Tony and Ezzie behind.
We climb onto their tour bus and sit down in the back. Known as the lounge room.
"So what's your name pretty lady?" Mike asks. God, shut up with the compliments I don't even like you.
"Zeborah. Zeborah Rose," I tell him. Why did I tell him my name?
"As you probably know, I'm Mike Fuentes. You do like the kind of music we play right?" He asks me.
"N-"
"Cause I wouldn't be able to talk to a girl who doesn't like this music. I mean, if they can't understand my passion for this then what's the point ya know?"
"I.. yeah I get it. I love this kind of music though so don't worry," I lie right through my teeth. I can't ruin this for Ezzie.
"Okay I'm sorry for judging I just didn't know because you pull off the more grunge hippy look ya know? Nirvana is cool and all I just want someone with more modern taste."
"Nah nah I totally get it! You guys are like my second favourite band." I lie through my teeth. My phone buzzes with a text and I check it.
From: Ezziepoo
Dude please don't fuck this up with Michael. Lie to him and tell him you're a fanoftheir music Idon't want to have to leave Tony!! Thanks babe it means a lot I'll pay you back a SWEAR xoxoxoI shrug and put my phone back. Next thing I know, Mike is all over me and I'm uncomfortable. I have to do this for Ezzie..
"Shouldn't we wait till we're at the hotel?" I ask nervously. He smiles at me and nods.
"We're here," he tells me as the bus stops. He grabs my hand and we run through the pathway into the hotel, me trying to ignore what the fans are saying to me.
Mike checks in and he impatiently waits in the lift. Why does he want me to have sex with him so bad? I mean, do I still fuck him since I'm not into their music?
We finally get into his room and he lays me down on the bed. He goes to take off my top. I really don't want to fuck Mike Fuentes.
"Wait!" I stop him. Now what am I supposed to do?
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Second Chances (Mike Fuentes)
FanfictionZeborah Rose didn't believe in second chances. She believed no one could change. Until she got a second chance of her own.