I opened  my eyes to a dark room. I  felt confused and abit unsure where I actually was, Was it real? I suddenly felt movement beside me so I looked over. Was I seeing things right.. he was still here? I was shocked and taken back I was still in bed next to him, it wasn't a dream. After a rush of happiness, I looked around the room then looked down.  I was next to him.... cold and still naked. I felt slightly ashamed and insecure so I tried to pull the covers up to my bare breasts. I sat still for a little while, I didn't know what to do , should I get up and go, or should I wait till he was awake? All I honestly did know was that I didn't want to leave his side, knowing that this would probably be the last time we saw each other I wanted to stay for as long as possible. I looked over at his peaceful face, he yawned and stretched then slowly opened his eyes. After adjusting to the room he looked at me holding a sleepy expression. He effortlessly showed me a smile and said good morning. I felt myself blush... I was embarrassed. I tried to pull the  covers up further to my neck and said good morning back. Did he want me to get out of his bed and go? was this what he did with everyone? I felt awkward and tense but he seemed so relaxed and calm, letting his naked hot body lie on top of the covers. He moved closer and continued to hold his charming smile. Brushing my hair away from my face he whispered "thank you" and softly kissed my cheek. I don't know why but I felt taken back, was that all he could say? did he just see that as a favor? I felt slightly disheartened and looked away... "are you okay.. whats the matter..?" like he didn't already know what was wrong with me. 

He pushed my cheek back towards him so I stared into his eyes. I couldn't believe I had been so stupid.. I could feel my heart sink. As I gazed into his soft eyes further. I became teary.. I didn't want to cry..  It would make me look even more foolish..like that was going to help! "are you okay..." he asked again. I held back my tears and smiled, he looked confused and raised his eyebrow. "I didn't mean it like that, Thank you for staying.." I still didn't know what the say to him so I moved away, now sitting with my legs over the side of the bed. I covered my bare breasts with my arms as I slowly felt the covers slip away, where were my clothes? I didn't want to leave but I knew I had to. "where are you going?" he sounded surprised. I  didn't know, I felt id outstayed my welcome, It would work better for him anyway as he had a gig, I just had to leave.

As I went to stand he grabbed my arm and told me to stop. "I'm sorry.." I whispered... He made his grip firmer around my arm. "no.." He said. I stared at him blankly then tried to move again. I felt my arm pull back and I fell next to his naked body again. "Laurence no!?... I get it its fine, I'm sorry" He looked at me again in a confused manner. "what?..d.." Before he finished his sentence he locked his lips onto mine. I wanted to push him away but I couldn't. The doubt I had in my mind was taken away as the sensation ran through my whole body once again. He moved my arms from my breasts and held one of my hands, playing with my fingers while he kissed me more. I could see that he became hard and more aroused as he held my bottom lip between his teeth. I pressed against his hot body moving my fingers from his chest to the bottom of his stomach, stroking him, trying to tease him. He smirked, he knew what I was doing... "Are you still leaving.. or can I persuade you to stay?" I grinned from ear to ear...Of course I wasn't leaving, I couldn't just leave him lay there, like that. If it was going to be the last time I was going to see him I wanted to make sure I left a good impression. "glad I could change your mind" he said smugly. He pushed me down onto my back and threw up my arms, pinning them like he did last night, I felt the striped sheets between my fingers. I held my breath and smiled. 

I loved it when he was being forceful. "try not to move" he said, speaking lightly whilst kissing my neck. I trusted him but I was still curious to what he had planned. He softly pressed his lips against my breast kissing, he slowly caressed the other with his hand.I moved my hand down but he pushed it back up. I wanted to feel his warm skin again, but I wasn't allowed.  He began to bite, and squeeze harder as he became more aroused. Grinning... he asked me if I was ready then laughed. He was so playful, he tried to keep the whole 'dominant thing' but he couldn't...it was sweet. 

He drew a subtle but serious looking face. I looked away from him and I suddenly felt his grip....he grabbed my throat, squeezing it between his fingers turning it back to him. "stay there.." he said firmly.. I was shocked but his aggression turned me on.... I was shaking... panting... and wet. I could feel his warm breath on my stomach and his soft lips on my skin it only excited me more and with every instruction he gave me I followed.... I loved him being in control. He moved his hand to my thighs then to my cheek, pulling my weak, obedient body closer to him, I could feel him against me.. I think he was trying to tease me, but I could tell that he wanted to wait a little longer before letting me have the pleasure of touching him again. He looked up and smiled and held the top half of his body up with his strong arms as he kissed my lips. As I kissed him back, he whispered again "Try not to move" his voice was so meek it was difficult to hear. He looked down at my legs then moved my thighs apart, catching my skin, staring at me waiting for my reaction I felt so enthralled by him. Slowly I felt his hard, big dick inside me again.... I gasped and pushed my body up... he quickly held it down and pushed forward. I forgot he made  everything feel so pleasurable. I actually had butterflies... I gazed at him in a trance like state and he kissed my lips. I was told to wrap my legs tightly around him as he placed his hand at the side of my thigh and gripped. He moved his head slightly back, beginning to pant as he built up rhythm. It felt better than last night... and he wasn't drunk! I moved my hand to his thick hair and he stopped and looked at me in a quite amused fashion.I forgot to stay still... he grabbed my arm and then my waist and rolled me onto my stomach. As he released his firm hands he told me to kneel and face the top of the bed. I stared at the bar that faced me. I could feel him panting with his warm breath on my neck as he pulled my hair back placing his head against mine.... why didn't he just fuck me already? He sucked at my neck whilst kissing, I felt the light brush of his tongue as his hand move down from my stomach. 

He was teasing it wasn't fair. I bit and held my lip as the sweet sensation made my whole body tingle. I built up the confidence to speak.... "why wont you just fuck me?" he stayed silent, not saying anything for a while placing a masterful grin between his cheeks. He bit me  hard and I screamed his fingers were hot against my skin. I couldn't help but begin to sweat as my blood rushed around my body. "Get on your hands and knees" He said forcefully. I didn't want to resist, so I did. He pushed the top of my back down so my breast were touching the sheets, he brushed his fingers along my back to my waist. Gripping them with his firm hands, squeezing and pushing them back against him. He made a powerful thrust into me, I moaned as he started to rock me back and forth. It was incredible.. He eased his head slightly back and groaned.."Is this hard enough?"..... I nodded.... I couldn't get out a reply..I screamed, it was so intense, feeling his hot skin against me. I was so taken in by the moment I didn't care about anything else I didn't want him to stop. Suddenly the door flew open. I grabbed the sheets and pinned myself up against the metal bar as we were greeted by red faces.  "shit... no..sorry" I couldn't help but laugh I felt so awkward.... Laurence didn't seem impressed. Drew put his had over his eyes joking, and kier just stared whilst awkwardly smiling. I could feel myself blushing.... I was embarrassed. Laurence grabbed part of the sheets and covered himself up. After a few seconds the anger drained from his face and he forced a soft smile.. "have you not heard of knocking?" he said....."have you not heard of the words try and be quieter" Kier replied. He walked over to the bed and just sat down... I have no idea why... I mean who even does that? Soon enough drew wanted to join him and he walked over and placed himself next to kier. All I could think about was the Sex soaked sheets they were sitting on, I really didn't know how to feel. I was sweating, breathing heavily and still in shock they had just walked in.

The lights went low and for every tech guy testing equipment we would all cheer. It was pretty funny and I reckon the guy testing the guitar and drums loved it as he spent more time on stage than any other tech guy. He showed us his talent and what he could do, he also probably reviled his childhood dream that he also wanted to be in a band. As more songs played through the speakers and as more time went by I grew really excited by the thought that I would see them live! 

Suddenly the lights appeared as they came up on stage, everyone was screaming even I joined in! They began to play, they interacted with the crown so much. After about 3 songs I was covered in goosebumps. I didn't realize it before but the voice of a tall dark haired man just struck me. Whether it was the way he sang, screamed or spoke I don't know but all I knew was he was mesmerizing! I became gripped to his every word, he gazed over as he fell to his knees entertaining the crowd, his stare was so intense it was almost enchanting. I didn't want to take my eyes of him. He carried on singing and although quite flamboyant on stage also showed a soft, playful, mysterious side, almost like he could be hiding something. The band was amazing! The tall dark haired guy was probably the first person I could actually say Id ever had an instant attraction to! his personality shone on stage and the connection he had with his band members as well as the audience was amazing! I think it was the whole hair flick he did, or maybe even his smile... he seemed so flirtatious. Which ever one it was (as cheesy as this is going to sound) I fell in love... well like...attracted to, He seemed so perfect. As the show closed I can honestly say that I just didn't want to leave this place behind, let alone leave the same place he was in, I at least needed to say hi.

Knowing that I would never get close to meeting anyone like him again, I dashed to the merch table they were stood at. The crowd was big and it made me kind of nervous, I mean I walked away 3 times i was way to dramatic about saying hi, i was even to scared to say hi to his band mates. Eventually after it died down a little my friend dragged me over to them. It was safe to say she was always the pretty confident one I think they had met her before. As I walked over to were he was stood I felt my heart begin to race, it seriously felt like it was coming out of my chest! My friend asked for photos and a hug, they were so nice and friendly and all I did was stand there, statue like, scared to make any sort of movement and attract attention to myself. I mean especially from him, looking like this I was sweating, I was short and in no way did I look attractive, I just didn't want to ruin his night. My friend though had other ideas she had an addiction to selfies and group photos. After taking around quite a few she asked them for a group photo, they actually said yes i was surprised they had time for more. Someone from the band (I think his name was kier) had her phone and smiled softly as he handed it to me. He joked about the fact I nearly dropped the phone and posed for the photo I was shaking so much it was ridiculous. I held the phone and went to take the picture.... I couldn't look properly, I just kept staring at the guy who caught my eye on stage. I was smiling like a Cheshire cat and I couldn't have been in a worst position. If im honest I just felt like either fan girling or diving on him, yes it was dramatic but seriously, wow! After finally taking the picture my friend asked if i could get a few with them, to my surprise they actually agreed. Kier playfully hugged me and stood besides me to get a photo, this was repeated all the way down to him.. the beautiful stranger, I was too nervous to say his name, I mean I still am. As I was short he asked whether he should sit or stand for the photo in a joking manner, I couldn't reply I just stupidly stared at him in a trance like state. His strong arm moved around my shoulders as he placed his hand on me. I felt like I was going to pass out. 

She took the pictures and he politely began to ask my name and how I was, he even convinced me to buy a t shirt with there 'silly but sexy faces' on. As he spoke more I couldn't stop staring at his soft appearing lips and I couldn't stop biting mine. I admit it I was enchanted by every word he said. When they say love at first sight I honestly say I thought it was a load of crap but tonight I don't know, I just wanted tot believe it. The words he said seemed to seamlessly fall from his mouth and around my heart. I had to question everything, How stupid did I look? what does he think of me? I mean there's no way he could have been single. Regardless of any of that I didn't want to move, And I certainly didn't want to go back home, back to the shit reality id created for myself. I just wanted to talk to him. I mean he could of just repeated the alphabet or any old crap and I would of stayed there, staring intently, listening to every pleasant word that fell from his lips. I probably looked like a psycho but I felt like I had to stay. We joked and spoke for a little while he was so likable, and the way he bit his lip every so often just made me want to speak with him more. As much as my friend tried to pull me away from him I wouldn't move, even when he spoke to others I felt like I was been pulled towards him. Yes I looked like a complete freak to him and it was blatantly obvious he wasn't interested but I just couldn't help it. Id never felt like this before. I just wanted to try an make some kid of connection, I know that nothing could ever happen and that I was just another fan and statistic, But I guess along with many others he became a new dream to think about and another thing that was way out of league. He was just amazing and his personality was gripping, I felt like I had known him longer than 15 minutes. I guess that was just the effect he had on people. After another short conversation I had another photo with him and he game me a hug. I just wanted to stay in his strong arms forever.

As we both moved apart I stared into his enchanting eyes one last time right down to his soft vodka coated lips. I smirked as he caught me looking, he turned away a little also smirking. Did he not get how handsome he was? maybe it was just the fact I wasn't the prettiest of people and i was looking at him like I wanted to be his next mistake. I begrudgingly walked away, My heart began to sink, suddenly an arm touched me, it was him. He asked if we could finish our conversation, im not going to lie  I really wanted to. My friend had sorted travel out for that night to go back home, but  I just didn't care, I missed it and I felt awful leaving her but I just couldn't miss the chance to speak to him more. As time passed and the hall area grew empty, I grew abit more anxious to the fact I was now stuck in London, I really didn't know what to do. After getting us both a drink the tall dark haired guy shuffled his way back over and asked what I was actually still doing here. He seemed pretty amused when I told him that I forgot what time my coach was at. There was no way I was going to tell him that I had stayed behind just to speak to him for a bit.