Runaway

*Mel’s POV*

After the first show in LA and having a couple of drinks after the show, everyone betted that
Johnny would be the first to knock out and he did, Johnny fell asleep about twenty five minutes
into the game. Matt was the only out of the guys who didn’t drink or play he just drove the bus, keeping his eyes on the road.

Though I may not know him that well, I know for one thing that this isn’t like him. I know he
would drink with his friends and fool around a bit. Instead he was quiet after the show. I’m really
beginning to worry about him, he really needs to sleep.

I quietly climbed out of Johnny’s empty bunk bed and stepped out. I saw Johnny and Jimmy all
cuddled up. I couldn’t help but to smile a little, he just seemed so peaceful. I moved forward to
the front of the bus and took a seat on the passenger’s side. I contemplated over at Matt who
seemed to have a lot in his mind.

Feeling some sympathy for him, I rest my hand on his shoulder to see if he noticed my presence. “Matt? Did you sleep at all?” I quietly spoke.

“No, I’m not sleepy.”

“Then get some sleep, it’s not healthy for you to keep on driving without resting, it's nearly four in the morning… Tell me, is something wrong?”

“No, just wanted to make sure we make it to Oregon by tomorrow night.” Matt lied.

“Come on Matt I know that’s not it… You know you can trust me with anything right?”

A slight smile formed on his face. “Yeah, I know.”

“So are you going to get some sleep now?” I softly smiled. “look I’ll even keep you company if
you don’t want to feel alone in the back, since everyone seemed to fallen asleep out here.” I
looked back, seeing Zacky and Brian sleeping on the table before looking back up at Matt.

“I’ll try to get some sleep.” Matt pulled over to the side of the road and got up. “Come on.” I
smiled that he has decided to listen to me. I followed him from behind and saw him grab a packet of pop tart from the cupboard. “You want one?” He offered as he opened the wrapper.

“Sure, I do love pop tarts.” I smiled, taking a pop tart out of the wrapper.

“I love them too.” He grinned, taking a bit out of his pop tart.

We moved to the back and took a seat on his bunk as we ate our pop tart. “Wow too much has
happened between us that is making me feel so embarrass.”

“Like what?” Mat asked.

“You know, the whole you seeing me naked, the kiss we shared, then this morning with my boob popping out and catching me and Johnny in the act… I’m really sorry about that.” I chuckled in awkwardness.

“No don’t be accidents happen.” Matt smirked. “Besides, I did enjoy the view of your body and you kiss amazing.”

My face turned three shades of red. I bit my lip before deciding to look back up at Matt. “Careful
now, don’t let Johnny know, he’ll kill you for sure.” I joked.

“Eh, I could kick his tiny little ass easily, I know martial arts.” Matt shrugged. He shoved the rest of his pop tart and took off his shirt.

“Oh nice.” I admired his tattoos and his abs. “You’re not going to try and be a show off, are
you?”

“Maybe.” He smirked and began to flex his arms.

I laughed and shook my head. “You definitely are… can I touch them?”

“Go right on ahead.” He continued to flex.

My fingers traced his biceps my hands began to wonder off to his tattoo covered torso. The
tattoos on his body seemed like a masterpiece. My hands paused at his abs, tracing the death bat tattoo. ‘Wow, these are amazing.”

“What is my body or the tattoos?”

“The tattoos, don’t flatter yourself now.” I smirked.

“I was just saying.”

“Right…” I joked then watched Matt unbuckling his belt. “Whoa, what are you doing?”

“Getting ready for bed… and don’t worry, I’m wearing shorts underneath.” He dropped down his
pants to reveal his black shorts that he was wearing under. I didn’t look away, knowing he
wasn’t going to completely be naked. “What? No tip?” He joked, catching my gaze.

“No tip, you didn’t strip properly.” I laughed.

“Hey I’m not a professional stripper, okay?” He chuckled as he laid in his bunk.

“Mind if I rest with you?”



*Matt’s POV*

I stared over at Mel, shortly hesitating to answer. “Yeah... sure… Isn’t Johnny going to be really
upset over this?”

“I told you, I’ll rest with you, remember? Besides, it’s not like we’re going to have sex or
anything.” Mel climbed into my bunk bed. I took a few deep breaths, trying to control my urges.
I felt my erection growing stronger. Fuck.. I can’t control myself. I stared at Mel’s back, nearly
pressed against my chest. “Goodnight.” She closed her eyes.

“Night.” I moved my hips back, trying to avoid my erection from poking her.

Shit. I’m trapped in my own bunk and there’s hardly anywhere to move. How in the world am I
supposed to jack off without her knowing?

I thought for a few second and rolled my back against the bed. I slid my hand underneath my
boxers, rubbing my erection before stroking myself. I bit my lips shut, trying not to let a single
sound come out my mouth.

I didn’t want anyone to find out. Johnny would kill me if he ever found out I was jacking off to
his girlfriend and things may get weird between me and Mel if she did found out about this, I didn’t want that to happen. I didn’t want her to think I was some pervert especially since I'm masturbating with her laying really close to me.

A couple of minutes later, I finally reached my orgasm. I began to retreat my hand out of my shorts and caught my breath. I turned to Mel as she rolled to face me. She moved her hand to my stomach as she cuddled in. I couldn’t help myself but enjoy this moment.

“Goodnight, gorgeous.” I whispered softly and pressed my lips on her head before finally falling
asleep.

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