Girl I Know

“Matt where are we?” He didn’t answer.

“Matty? MATT!” I yelled and he whipped around swerving the bus, he almost fell asleep…he must be trying to kill me.

“Wha…?”

I said are we there yet?!” I repeated and he made a face of realization

“And to answer your question we are going to the hotel right now. We’re somewhere in Oregon.” He said and I nodded. I got up and left Matt to his driving and went back to the boys.

“Uh huh holy shit. It’s about time you got off my dick. Few times I’ve been around the track but your ass is still fat it’s gonna stay like that, cause I aint your holla back boy! I aint your hollaback boy. Ooh, this is my shit, this is my shit.” I started and sunshine joined in.

“YO WHOSE SHIT IS DAT?!” Rev yelled.

“This is my shit, this is my shit!” I yelled dancing around and the rest stared.

“Is this fuckin’ karaoke night?” Brian asked and I nodded still dancing around.

“You are just mad, because you can’t tap this.” I said laughing, and we both shared looks that probably meant, ‘oh but you have already.’ Irony is a beautiful thing. Even Zacky laughed.

“Take heed, cause I'm a lyrical poet. Miami’s on the scene incase you didn’t know it. My town that created all the base sound, another shake will get holes in the ground. Cause my styles like a chemical spill. Feasible rhymes you can vision and feel, conducted and formed is a hell of a concept, we make it hype and you wanna step with this. Shape plates on the fade. Slice like a ninja, cut like a razorblade so fast other DJ’s say damn. If my rhyme was a drug I could sell it by them gram. Keep my composure when its time to get loose, magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice. If there was a problem, yo I’ll solve it check out the hook while DJ revolves it.” Rev yelled word for word making crazy hand gestures.

“Dude you did not just bust out the Vanilla Ice.” I said staring at him in awe and laughter and he popped his collar. I couldn’t take it anymore, it was just too funny.

“I’ve got something to say! I killed your baby today, and it doesn’t matter much to me as long as it’s dead. I’ve got something to say! I raped your mother today, and it doesn’t matter much to me as long as she’s spread.” Zacky sang and he just sat there with a cheeky satisfied smile when he finished.

“All right, All right. Synyster Gates is gonna shut this tour bus down.” Brian said standing up and turning his cap backwards and I knew what was gonna happen.

“Y’all act like you’ve never seen a white person before. Jaws all on the floor like Pam like Tommy just burst in the door, and started whooping her ass worse than before. They first were divorced, throwin' her over furniture. It’s the return of the- aw wait, no way you’re kidding. He didn’t just say what I think he did, did he? And Dr.Dre said….nothing you idiots Dr.Dre’s dead he’s locked in my basement! Feminist women love Synyster *chicka chicka chicka* Syn Gates I’m sick of him, look at him. Walking around grabbing his you know what, flipping the you know who, yeah but he’s so cute though. Yeah I’ve prolly got a couple of screws up in my head loose but no worse than what’s going on in your parents’ bedrooms. Sometimes I just wanna get on TV and let loose but cant, but it’s cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose. My bum is on your lips; my bum is on your lips. And if you are lucky you might just give it a little kiss, and that’s the message that we deliver to little kids and expect them not to know what a woman’s clitoris is. Of course they’re gonna know what intercourse is by the time they hit fourth grade, they got the discovery channel don’t they? We aint nothing but mammals…well some of us are cannibals who cut other people open like cantaloupes. Well if then we can hump dead animals and antelopes, then there’s no reason a man and another man can’t elope. If you feel how I feel I got the antidote, women wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus and it goes!”

He said and everyone stared at him with open mouths. Matt even stopped the bus.

“What. The. Fuck.” Johnny said and Brian popped his collar and pulled it off.

“Brian listens to too much Eminem.” I said in monotone. I can’t believe he just did that, he actually shut the bus down. We were all speechless.

“I told you suckas.” He said sitting down, thinking he looked completely gangster in his basketball shorts, Lakers jersey and sunglasses.

Matt came out from the front and took one look at Brian and shook his head.

“You guys are hating on my skills.”

“Dude I think you should shut up for the rest of the tour.” I said and he stuck his tongue out. I went to get my overnight bag to bring inside and I stepped off the bus and the guys followed me.

“Who wants to hold my hand?” I offered cutely and Matt locked his hand in mine.

“Yay! Mommy!” I squealed jumping around into the lobby.

“We have a reservation under Sevenfold.” He said officially and I smirked. Matty was such a nerd.

“Oh yes. You have rooms 665, 666, 667.” She smiled politely and gave us our card keys.” We took the long elevator ride up and arrived at our rooms.

“I so want 666.” Zacky said carding the room and it opened, he got lucky.

“Well its Brian’s turn to get his own room, but since you are here now you two can share.” Matt said walking behind Zacky, and Jimmy and Johnny went into their rooms, but before Sunshine left he gave me a knowing wink. Me and Brian entered our suite.

“This works out so conveniently.” I said laughing as I closed the door behind.

“I know, it’s almost like a master genius set this up.” He said smirking crazily.

“It was you wasn’t it.”

“Maaybe.” He said and I smacked his arm.

“Nah, just kidding I didn’t do it. But I should fucking thank whoever did.”

“It was inadvertently Matt.”

“I’m gonna fucking kiss that dude.” He said and I started laughing.

“I’m seriously gonna. Right after I’m finished kissing you.” He said sweeping me into a beautiful kiss.

“I feel like I haven’t done that in a while.” He said closing his eyes a bit and I pouted.

“You haven’t” I said sticking out my bottom lip, and he kissed me deeply this time.

“Tonight you are all mine.” He purred in my ear, before he went towards the bathroom. He stopped and turned around.

“Well aren’t you coming?” He asked and I snapped out of it.

“What? You want me to shower with you?” I asked and he laughed.

“Hence me asking if you are coming in.” He smartly and I rolled my eyes and ran into his arms laughing.

“Anything just to see you naked.” I said and we started laughing. We stripped down and got in the shower, and we switched product so that I would smell like Brian, and he would smell like me. I ran my soapy fingers through his hair and he laughed as I had to reach up to get him.

“You have such nice hair. I’m jealous.” I said and he laughed.

“This is the first shower party I’ve had where I wasn’t fucking the shit out of someone within five minutes.” He said and I laughed.

“Does the word someone imply both genders?” I asked and he narrowed his eyes.

“Does it imply Zacky?” I asked again snorting with laughter. He couldn’t help but crack a tiny laugh because laughter was so contagious. He raised his eyebrow and I laughed harder.

“Oh I see, is this my cue to bend over?” I asked.

“Pretty much yeah.” He nodded.

“Nah I’m good.” I said rinsing out my hair, and he just looked shocked.

“But baby…” He whined and I laughed. Brian’s sexual appetite was so overrated.

“You got to work for it. You can’t just ask me to fuck you, I’m not Michelle.”

I said and he looked down at me with a lustful look. His long lean fingers grabbed my hips as he kept my gaze. The fact that there was a naked Brian, with water cascading down his godly physique in itself turned me on.

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I don’t think anyone usually takes as long of a shower as we did, but then again we aren’t anyone else. Don’t worry we kept it quiet…We got out of the shower, me nearly tripping over and falling. I walked with a noticeable limp; I think Brian was a little too proud of that. I put on some sweatpants and a shirt that had Gir on it. I towel dried my hair and threw it up into a damp messy bun.

I was swept up in his arms as he carried me to go to bed.

“I love you baby.” He murmured in my ear as we lay down together.

“Brian can I show you something?” I asked and he nodded. I lay on my stomach and lifted up my shirt. On my left shoulder blade in navy ink was

‘Blueblood.’
He ran his fingers over it before I pulled my shirt back and looked back at him. He had such happiness in his eyes it was amazing.

“Do you like it?”

“I fucking love it.” He said pressing another kiss to my lips. I started tracing his tattoos on his arms, and then random patterns on his chest.

“Brian…you are really pretty.” I said and he started to laugh.

“No I’m serious. Like no joke, you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” I said and he kept looking at me like he couldn’t believe that I thought he was that great. He was the sex…ha-ha literally.

“I’m not that great M. I don’t deserve you.” He said and I pouted.

“Brian, If anything I don’t deserve you. You are so fucking gorgeous, you are an orgasmic guitarist, you have the best personality and you are the nicest person I’ve ever met. People would kill to be with you, I’m just 15, and the fact that you choose me means the world.” I said looking deep into his eyes. He looked like he was about to cry, but he wouldn’t. He was just so shocked that I thought so highly of him.

“Really?” He asked in awe.

“Don’t you notice? Almost every female within a 50 foot radius of you would drop their pants on command.”

“Now you are just exaggerating.” He laughed

“Actually I’m not. Almost everyone I know wants to do you.” I laughed and so did he.

“What I wanna know is why me?” I asked.

“Because, I don’t care about anyone else or how quickly they drop their pants.” He started and I laughed.
“ I think that regardless, you are honestly the most beautiful person I know, inside and out. You are extremely funny, you are stunning, and you have that fiery side of you that could ignite something in me that I’ve never felt before. M, I can honestly say that I love you without even thinking about it because I just know that I do.” He said and I was going to cry.

“No please don’t cry.” He cooed and I nodded. I do the same thing with Val. Tears fell down my face, and he kissed them away, which in turn made me cry more. He just kept wiping them away with this thumbs.

“I love you too.” I cried wrapping my arms around his neck as I cried into his shoulder.

“Shh…don’t cry, please I don’t like to see you cry.”

“But you are just so adorable!” I squealed giving him another hug. I was obviously crying because I was seriously happy, and hearing those things come from Brian made everything so surreal.

“Oh jeez you mushy piece of crap.” He said and I slapped him.

“Oh I’m sorry, you abusive piece of crap.” He joked and I laughed out loud letting go of him.

“Are you tired?” I asked turning to face him, and we were really close. Like ‘Brian’s getting a tiny pimple on his forehead close’. Our noses were almost touching and I could see every shade of beautiful brown in his eyes. They looked drowsy and sleepy, but there was this undeniable sparkle in them. My eyes flickered down to his full, defined lips. They were extremely kissable. I took in every definite aspect of his finely chiseled face.

“Yes, but I cant stop looking at you…So I shall not blink!” He said raising his voice in octaves and opening his eyes wide, causing me to giggle as he kept them open for maximum Mercury viewage.

“Brian?”

“Yes?” He said straining not to blink.

“Blink idiot.” I said and he did, wetness coming to his eyes for not blinking.

“You are such a retard.” I giggled and I stared back into his eyes, getting lost in them.

“You have such beautiful green eyes.” He said running his hand along my face, and my eyes drooped at his touch. We ever so slowly inched forwards to each other, until our noses touched and we kept going from there. I tilted my head a little and waited for the gap to close, we were taking it that slow. My lips barely ghosted over his soft warm ones, and they gently fused together. I felt like I was higher than I kite as the passion and love slowly built up to an explosion of fireworks in that one kiss. He slowly slipped his tongue into my mouth, and it danced with mine as we took this ever so slow. I ran my fingers savoringly through his hair, rolling my body into his as he slowly ran his hands down the curve of my sides. His arms ended up wrapping around me, and pulling me closer as I melted into his warm shirtless chest. We pulled away and looked at each other with a stupid look in our eyes. I finished it off with a quick peck before I nuzzled my head in his chest and he rubbed soothing patterns on my back.

My eyes did a scan over his godly chest and I saw his nipple, and it was perky. I laughed out loud to this.

“Are you getting excited Brian?” I asked snickering and he squeezed me really tight. I lowered my teeth and bit his nipple and instead of him yelling like I expected him to, he moaned. This was so fucking funny that I had to laugh out loud.

“What? It’s kinky and it feels good.” He said and I couldn’t stop the giggles.

“Shut up with your man boobs. Your gonna turn worse than Zacky.” I said and he pouted.

“Just kidding. You don’t have any.”

“And?” he said expectantly and I rolled my eyes.

“And you aren’t fat.”

“Thank you. Goodnight sweetie.” He kissed my forehead.

“Goodnight Perky.”