Rebel Yell

I winced at the bright light shimmering through the pulled curtains only aggravating my pounding head. I moaned loudly rolling over on my side only to come face to face with a man I’d only seen in posters. He was snoring lightly through his cute nose his hair was all over the place yet still looks effortlessly perfect in an odd way. War paint was smeared over the bed sheets where he was sleeping. I lifted the blanket slightly off me to reveal my naked body. I didn’t! We didn’t! We must of.

I slept with Ashley Purdy.

I slowly slip out bed and tiptoe around the small hotel like looking room gathering my clothes. “Shorts, t-shirt, panties and my shoes are over there now where my damn bra!” I mutter quietly scanning the room for my black lacy bra. “Damn boy, another for your collection eh?” I whispered quietly while staring at him peacefully sleeping I couldn’t help but let a little laugh while slipping on my clothes.

I bent over slipping on one of my cow boy boots only to feel a hand suddenly grasp one of my bum cheeks lightly squeezing it. I gasped turning round quickly to see Ashley sitting on the edge of the bed with a cheeky grin on his face and the blanket covering his lower half. His ripped chest was proudly on show along with his outlaw tattoo which was sprawled across his upper stomach. “Get a good handful eh?” I barked at him while crossing my arms across my chest. I won’t have any man thinking I’m some play toy that I am not. “I did actually,” he smirked “that’s real nice arse you have there.” He responded unfazed with my standoffish behaviour he leant backwards unto the bed using his hands to hold him up. I couldn’t help but laugh at him and shake my head “You’re an idiot, a real idiot.” I said in-between laughter. He tilted his head in puzzlement “Really?” he laughed. “Oh yeah!” I exclaimed still laughing. He shook his head at me with a grin on his face that could melt the heart of the coldest person. “Well strange girl who’s in my hotel room who think I’m an idiot, fancy some breakfast?” He asked me I couldn’t exactly say no could I? He’s Ashley Purdy after all. “Sure” I said while pulling my other boot on and heading for the door.

“Hey one more thing.” he said while grabbing my wrist pulling me round gently. He was now standing with the bed sheet covering his lower half “Why the fuck am I naked?!” he exclaimed with his eyes all wide like a little shocked puppy. I just laughed at him “The same reason I was I’m guessing I’ll leave you to figure it out see you in reception yeah?” I smirked and walked out the room slamming the door behind me leaving the poor rock star to his thoughts.

I was sitting on a leather arm chair in reception waiting for Ash to finally appear I swear this guy takes longer than me even when I’m going somewhere fancy. A pair of hands suddenly covered my eyes I let out a little squeal. “You’re coming with me young lady” a voice chuckled ear before releasing my eyes only to see a guy dressed in ripped black jeans and vest leaning over my shoulder behind me. “Oh it’s you I’m disappointed” I said then stuck my tongue out at him making him laugh. “You ready to go?” He asked while pointing to a motorcycle parked just outside the hotel door. “Of course idiot” I smiled at him and stood up beside he was a bit taller than me but then I was a short arse. “Come on” he called out he was already off and nearly outside the hotel. “I’m coming, though I bet you hear that a lot eh?” I teased making him laugh “Oh I do” he smirked while slapping my arse as we walked out the hotel together.