“Fun fact, did you know that we have a smoking hot lady for our security crew?”

Brian who was engulfed in a conversation with James Brown, the Schecter Hellwin amplifier creator, felt a bit distracted by the sound of Johnny’s voice behind him. He twirled and peeked from under his lashes, Johnny was talking to Arin and Zacky with beers in their hands. He scanned around afterwards. Addie wasn’t there to be found since this after party was exclusive to artists and creators only. Securities had to be outside of the room, guarding around.

Brian felt heavy on his heart watching her being their security crew. She would easily get hurt and more importantly, he can’t see her face in such boring parties like this.

“Yeah I noticed. Damn that piece of ass. If only we’re single.”

Brian smiled all of a sudden, though James Brown was only talking about the Gates effect on the amp.

“Arin, you’re single.”

“What?”

Brian tilted his head up. Yeah, what?

“You can totally hit her. Make her your personal bodyguard. To guard your skinny ass.”

“Yeah so you won’t be flying like a piece of paper when fans surround you.”

“Ha-ha. Very funny guys.”

Brian excused himself from the conversation with James Brown and walked towards them, interested in what they were talking about.

“S’up guys? Bullying the kid, I see?”

“Oh hey Brian! We were just talking about our new security girl. Did you notice her?”

Brian furrowed his brows, his eyeball darted up, pretending not to regard anything about that. “Um, nope. Didn’t realize that.”

“What? Usually you will be the first to notice if a vagina walks in the room and you didn’t notice that smoking – I don’t believe this.”

Brian laughed and sipped his own beer. “So what’s up with her?”

“Nothin’ man. Just checking her out. Maybe Arin could, you know. Try his skinny luck with her.”

“No, Johnny. I’ll pass. Not my kind of girl.”

“Oh so you have your kind of girl? Let me guess, is her hair colored in bright pink?”

Brian let out a short laugh and glared at Johnny. “Don’t fucking mess with my sister, Christ.”

“What? I was just guessing Arin’s little crusshh.” Johnny leaned forward to Arin, making a silly pout to mock him.

“Man, I hate drunk Johnny.”

“Ditto.”

Arin and Brian clinked their beer bottles together with Zacky laughed watching Johnny being a drunken asshole and bullied Arin again. He didn’t even grasp the concept of height since Arin is way taller than him.

Brian downed his beer with his eyes looking around for signs of Addie. She was still outside this party venue. Brian wished that this party would be outdoor instead of indoor so that he can still watch her every move while talking to the others.

Suddenly an idea struck to his head.

“Guys, what do you say if I throw a party at my beach?”

All three of them turned to him. “A party? What for?” Zacky asked.

“No reason. Just a fucking party. Since when do we need a reason to party?”

They laughed and nodded. “Yeah, dope. Who’re you gonna invite?”

Brian smirked and looked down to the floor. First person he was going to invite had already appeared in his mind.

“Just us and the crews. The whole crews. Probably this fucking NAMM people too.”

“Right on. The more the merrier.”

“Just bring as many booze as you can.”

“Uh, when will this be happening?”

Brian spun around, heading for the exit door and winked at Arin. “Soon.”

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I looked down to my weapon that Big T handed me earlier. A fucking baseball bat? How vicious can their fans be? Well, I asked for a gun earlier from him and that made me even worse as a person. The Avenged boys were leisurely having beers and wines inside the room while we had to guard outside, making sure that no fans will cross the line.

Man, they sure have the weirdest fans. I can’t believe that there were actually people who willing to wait for them for hours just to see their faces and take pictures with them. What good will it gets? I mean can you feed world hunger with their signatures? Can you heal a sick person just by taking pictures with them? I don’t really get it.

I met their vocalist earlier and I don’t feel anything special. Except well, he’s warm and friendly towards me that I felt comfortable seeing his smile. And I met Brian multiple times. Plus we kissed. Oh God the kiss. How can I forget that kiss? I should forget about it, really. But how?? He invaded my thoughts easily, goddamn it.

My phone rang suddenly and I flinched at the sound of my own ringtone; Red Light Indicates The Doors Are Secured from Arctic Monkeys. Always making me jump, everytime. Shit I gotta change it to something else.

“Yellow?”
“Addie, bad news.”
“Why? What’s wrong?”
“Um, how should I put this..”
“Just put it anyway you can, Andy.”
“The guy we caught last night…well, he got away.”
“WHAT?”
“So you gotta be extra careful. Any suspicious activity, report them straight to me okay?”
“Okay, but..how am I going to survive without you?”
“Just..breathe, okay? Everything will be fine. And don’t forget your gun.”
“Okay, I will.”
“Bye.”
“Bye Andy.”

Shit! How can that bastard slip away from someone as good as Andy? What if he’ll come back for me? That’s not good.

“Boyfriend?”

I jumped slightly and raised my baseball bat. It was Brian who startled me, walking with hands in his pocket and laughed at my striking pose.

“Jeez! You just made my heart stopped.”

“That’s…a good sign, right?”

I shook my head. If you wanted me dead!

“So, the one on your phone just now. Your boyfriend?” he asked again. Are all Haners had this habit of repeating questions? I watched him tucking a cigarette between his lips and just let it hung there. Why would he be interested in who’s Andy anyway? Oh wait. I can use this to turn him around.

“Yes. He’s my boyfriend.”

He stared at me with his forehead creased and his lips parted. Then he chuckled slightly and light the cigarette in the most lazy and nonchalant move I could possibly imagine.

“I see.” He exhaled the smoke. “Explains why you’re so defensive towards me.”

I raised my eyebrows and played with the bat for a bit.

“We could at least be friends.” He began again.

I looked up to him and his brown gaze arched sharply into mine. I can’t stop my heart from beating for him everytime he did that.

“Being friends with a person who offered me to be a groupie, and so cocky about himself? Thanks, but I’ll pass.”

He shut his eyes and took a long drag from the straw. “Okay, I’m sorry. Now can we start over?”

I tilted my head back, watching his eyes intently. He was actually sincere, just to be friends. Why would I say no? I needed to be a little bit closer to him anyway.

“Okay.”

“I’m Brian. The guitarist - no wait, just a regular guy who loves music too damn much.” He held out his arm and I took it, smiling my sincerest smile.

“I’m Addie, a security crew.”

“And my neighbor.”

I rolled my eyes. “And your neighbor.”

“Nice to meet you Addie.” We shook hands and let it hung for the longest time. None of us really wanted to let go, as we stared into each other’s eyes. I took the initiative to pull back first and he let go of my hand, returning to his smoke.

“Oh, I almost forgot. You dropped this.” He reached into the back pocket of his jeans and handed out something familiar to me. My iPod! Where did he find it?

“You didn’t tell me that you’re a fan of us.”

Oh shit. He went through my playlist? I grabbed the iPod and shoved it in my pocket quickly. Think Addie, think of a cover up story!

“Um, I’m not.”

He frowned at me.

“It’s just that when I got this job, I gotta listen to you guys at least. Or I’ll be the dumbest security crew ever.”

He chuckled and threw away the last remaining straw of his used cigarette.

“But you have our songs from the Seventh album. That’s quite far for someone who just recently heard of us.”

I shrugged at his point. “Warmness On The Soul is the only song I can stand in there.”

“Typical. That’s what people always say.”

“Well, I’m most people.”

He walked a step closer until the distance between us only indicated by how close my breasts would touch his broad chest. He looked down on me, his eyes drinking all over my face. Oh my God, I can feel my knees buckle.

“Believe me, you’re not.” He whispered softly. I can feel the warmth of his breath blew on my eyelids.

We didn’t touch, yet I can feel the heat coming from his body and it was somehow transferred all over me, making me panting and my nipples puckered under his steady gaze. What kind of superpower is this? He can turn me on just by staring at me? Shit.

His phone rang suddenly, breaking the sexual tension between us. Thank God. He backed off and answered his phone a little farther away from me but I can still catch the conversation.

“Yellow?”

Shit, he answered his phone like me?

“Yeah, just about to head home. Hm? Tonight?” He stole a glance at my way and turned on his back again.

“Can’t tonight. Hmm. Okay. Later, babe.”

Oh, it’s that ‘babe’ again. Don’t know which babe since he had so many around his waist already that he can turn them into a belt.

“Hey, Addie. Since we’re going home the same way, do you want me to give you a ride?”

I blinked at him. “Um, I drove here.”

“Oh sweet. Can I have a ride?”

I blinked even more, faster even. “S..sure. But I gotta wait until you guys go back home though. We have this pep -”

“Don’t worry. I’ll talk to Big T. He’s a friend. He wouldn’t mind.”

“But wait, Brian!”

With that he disappeared into the room again, probably looking for Big T. Why would he want a ride home? Didn’t he have his own BMW to drive around with cocky smirk etched on his face, showing off?

“Ready? Let’s go.”

Woah, that was fast. Really fast. Without waiting, he pulled my hand and we ran to the parking lot, avoiding his fans’ path and we both stood in front of many luxury cars, varied from Ferraris to Lamborghinis.

“So which one’s yours?” he asked. How dare he asked me that! Mine was at the corner, hidden behind these entire supersized horse-powered cars since my Mini Cooper was only, well, mini. He looked surprise seeing my ride. So what if I drive in this shit? I love this shit. It had been with me for 17 years!

“So, regret asking me for a ride yet?” I asked once we were in the car.

His eyes were still wide as he looked around the interior of my car. “No, no. Not at all.”

Luckily I didn’t keep my agent stuff in the car or else this story will end here. As I drove on, I can’t help but chuckle at how cute he looked, when he had to endure my broken AC, my CD player was acting up and especially the size of the passenger’s seat. He had to cram his ass off since he was quite big and tall.

“You must be uncomfortable riding in a small car like this.”

He glanced sideways at me. “Ha. No, I was just realizing how much taller I’ve got for the past 10 years. I used to drive in a small car too.”

“No shit. I thought you were born with silver spoon.”

“What makes you think that?”

Well, since your grandfather is a king, and your dad is a crowned prince!

“Your luxurious beach house.”

He chuckled and wrapped his arms around his knees as he rested his feet on my dashboard. Usually I would be pissed if someone do that to my car but I enjoyed watching his long legs folded as he leaned back to the seat, still eyeing my moves.

“It took me a lot of fucking effort to get to this point. Unlike somebody whose uncle just gave out his mansion away, puff! Just like that!”

I chuckled nervously. I knew he meant me. My ‘uncle’ gave me that mansion, yeah right.

“You should check out my interior. I have nothing else other than a fridge, a few chairs and a bed.”

He rested his head on the side of the seat, his eyes glinting softly to me.

“Yeah I should check out that bed.”

My cheeks felt hot all of a sudden. His lazy yet flirty tone still ringing in my ears and believe me, I kind of lost control with my driving for a bit.

“Addie, pull over.”

What? I was trying to control my emotions that I didn’t realize I had driven on the tracks of his beach, just behind our houses. I quickly pressed the brake and pulled over. We sat in the car, watching the waves crashed by as the ambient was only lit by the moonlight tonight.

“So..here we are.” I began, tugging my seatbelt off. He landed his hand on my arm.

“Wanna go for a swim?”

I blinked hard at him. “It’s 10 pm. It’ll be cold.”

“Come on, it’ll be fun.” he started to unfasten his seatbelt and yanked the door open. “Race you to the shore!” he yelled and off he went running to the beach shore. I have no choice but to leave my car there and chased him from behind, though reluctantly.

He started to take off his shoes and pulled off his tshirt, revealing his muscular torso though a little bit skinny and I saw a glimpse of a jersey number tattoo on his broad back; HANER and a number 1 below it.

As I walked closer, he turned around to face me with a flirty smile and both hands on the button of his jeans. He popped the button open and started to unzip his pants. Good God, it’s cold and I’m sweating. He slowly yanked himself away from the pants, and leaving only a pair of dark blue boxers – with his eyes firmly gripped on mine.

“Your turn.”

I raised my eyebrows in surprise. “Woah, man. I didn’t agree on anything.”

He groaned and pouted. “Oh come on Addie. Don’t be such a pussy. I’m fucking freezing here.”

I looked around. Of course there would be nobody here; this beach is a private beach of this future king! And plus, it’s night time already.

“Come on Addie…I’m waiting..” he walked backwards slowly, until his feet touched the water and he just let the waves eat them alive. I shook my head and laughed slightly. I’m not going in, it’s gonna be cold as hell.

“I can’t swim you know..” he said, letting his voice trailed off, as if that information is quite well known to the world.

I tilted my head back, trying to recall his profile which I read a few days back when I accepted this task. Really? He can’t swim? Then why the hell did he stay here, near the beach?

“Ha ha, bullshit!” I yelled at him, not realizing that my feet were getting closer to the water. He shrugged at me and walked backwards a little further, until half of his body dipped in the water. My heart started to bump.

What if he’s telling the truth?

Naah, if he can’t swim, then why did he fucking build a swimming pool in his house?

“I’m warning you. You’re about to witness the death of a fucking rock star, Addie.”

“What a typical way to die.” I spat back. Soon he arrived at the deeper part of the ocean which was quite far from the shore and submerged himself under the water. He thought he can fool me with that trick? Not in a million years, dude!

“Ha ha. Stop playing Brian! Come out, it’s freezing!”

Yeah, eventhough Huntington Beach was famous for its scorching sun, tanning beds and sun kissed skins, the truth was, when it’s night it gets really cold.

“Brian!”

Shit, this guy sure is persistent.

“Brian, quit playing!”

Still he hadn’t emerged from the water. I looked at my watch. It had been 12 minutes to be exact. For God’s sake, how much longer can he hold his breath down there? Or is he really can’t swim? Shit. Shit! Shit!

Quickly I undressed myself from my tshirt and jeans - leaving me only in black lacy underwear – and I just dived into the water. Holy hell, it was dark, I couldn’t see a thing! I popped my head out and called his name repeatedly.

Then I swam in again, feeling chills all over my body as I reached to the area where I last saw him. Suddenly I felt a pair of hands sneaking around my waist and brought me up to the surface in a swift move. I screamed accidentally. The salty water went into my nose and mouth without mercy.

“Gotcha!”

I coughed and gasped for air. Goddamn it Brian! How could you do this?

“You should have seen your face!” he laughed out loud, with his hair slicked back and wet, thinking that he looked gorgeous under the moonlight. The problem is, he does.

I can’t control the urge to punch him on his arm, so I did. I punched him as hard as I can and he flinched in a defense pose.

“Ow! Ow! Owww! What the hell? You punch like a bitch!”

“I’ll show you who the bitch is!” My punches were somehow turned into slaps and he suddenly caught my hand, both of them, forcing me to stop. From under the dim ray of moonlight he stared into my eyes, as we both breathed hard from the shivering cold water that bound us.

He led me closer to him until the warmth of our body met and I no longer felt cold. We floated in the water, our legs entangled in a knot and I can feel the roughness of his leg rubbing against my thigh.

“D-D-damn it’s c-cold..” he began. I accidentally laughed watching him stuttered because I thought he looked so damn cute. Trying to control his ego and cockiness yet he can’t fight the cold.

“W-w-what..?” he stuttered again. I shook my head. I can handle the cold, we agents used to be punished in a cold water at 3 in the morning just because someone had messed up. But I can’t handle being near this guy. My heart would never stop pumping hard against my chest. I wish there was a switch where I can turn off my anxiousness around him.

“Not so charming now are we?” I replied, amazingly without stuttering.

He smiled and blinked softly at me. Slowly his gaze lowered down to my neck, trailing my collarbone and stopped on my bare chest. His eyebrows slightly rose as he watched my breasts going up and down from breathing so hard. I can’t stand being under his gaze, it’s making me feel suffocated.

“We should go back. Or else we’re gonna be sick tomorrow.”

He smirked and looked up to me, but still shivering. He pulled me even closer until our foreheads touched. His legs wrapped tight around me, not letting me go. He brought both of my arms around his neck and locked it there. Damn it why can’t I move? Why can’t I fight? I don’t have the energy to fight anymore.

“Brian, I have a boyfriend.”

Yes. That was my last resort of blowing him away. But he didn’t seem to care because he refused to make any moves. His hands softly stroking my sides and sometimes played with the lacy fabric of my bra from underwater with his eyes still hooded down on mine. Then he rested his forehead on my cheek and buried his nose in my jaw. It was like he inhaled all of my scent that I can feel the tingling sensation of his breath blew on me. What is he doing to me..? I can’t tell anymore. I’m lost in his warm yet shivering embrace.

“I want you Addie.” He whispered against my cheek before planting a soft kiss on it. I searched for his eyes, not thinking about anything. Not Andy, not my job, not anything. My mind went completely blank but his image was there, lurking at me with his begging brown eyes.

“And I know you want me too.”

“How do you know for sure?”

He smiled and brushed his lips on the tip of my nose. “You could have run away from me but you didn’t.”

Yeah. I could have run, I SHOULD have run. Why didn’t I?

“Deep down inside, you just can’t resist me. Admit it, Addie.”

Now hold on a second. What makes he think I want him that much? He parted his mouth and ready to take over my lips but hell no, man. I managed to come to my senses to the point where I pushed him away from his embrace and swam back to the shore.

“Asshole.”

I gathered my clothes and ran back into my house, leaving that cocky bastard out in the cold alone. Serves him right!

Notes

A/N: bear with me readersss XD