Kady's POV

That was it! I couldn't take it anymore! I just screamed my brains out, trying to relieve some of confusion I was holding inside, but it wasn’t really helping. I was too shaken up over Marley’s kiss, not to mention his sideways glances full of intention, questions, and lust. I wasn't ready for this and I knew that if I told him the truth, I would destroy the whole band. Soon Marley was going to start asking questions I didn't have the answer and that terrified me. What was going to happen to us?

Fuck! I needed to get out of here—away from all this for a while. I knew we still had two songs left in the set I needed to get away from Marley. Maybe a few minutes to think things over would help? Fucking hell, who was I kidding? I didn’t think I would ever be able to sort this this shit out! Marley was supposed to be my best friend for crying out loud. This stuff wasn’t supposed to happen between us.

"Kady, what the hell?" Caleb called as I kicked over the mic and headed off stage. I couldn’t look back and I hoped none of them would come running after me. I would claim food poisoning or diarrhea when they asked me about it later, but for now, I needed to get out of here. They would carry on without me like they did when I was sick in the past. Fuck it, Gunnar could sing.

I ran down the stair and through the double doors at the end of the stage, feeling slightly tipsy from the beer I shot gunned on stage. Where are my fucking cigarettes and how do I get out of here? I searched my pockets but fuck, why would a designer leather jacket actually have pockets? This stupid thing was both uncomfortable and useless!

Pushing through the heavy double doors, I found myself once again face-to-face with Brian. Just who I wanted to see; the guy who kept haunting my thoughts! I threw my arms up in the air in defeat and slid down the wall, the smell of his cigarette filling my nostrils. It smelled so damn good I could almost taste the sweet nicotine on my tongue.

"You do realize you're on the wrong side of the area, right Red?" Brian chuckled, handing me his cigarette. How did he know? Eh what the fuck did I care? At least I had something to calm my raging nerves!

"Sue me," I spat, taking in a slow drag before letting out just as slowly. Ahh there was that sweet nicotine relief.

Brian laughed and took a seat next to me on the floor. "Well people have definitely been shot for less," he said with a shrug as I put my head in my hands.

I sat there slowly rocking back and forth as I smoked the rest of Brian's cigarette, trying to calm down and wrap my head around everything. Honestly, I was surprised how quiet Brian was the whole time we sat there. It was almost like he was waiting for me to open up. Well, I certainly didn’t expected from him. Maybe I had misjudged him as a playboy?

"I like your new look," he finally said as my band finished the last song. "But you don't seem...comfortable." I chuckled at his thoughtful use of words. I

"I just feel insane every single time someone asks to compromise who I am," I finally burst as he pulled out another cigarette and lighter. I hated my new look and I was so confused about everything. "I don't know, maybe I'm just afraid and stuck in my way. But damn it that's they way I want to stay! It’s how all my ideas come out! That’s what fucking made our band!"

Brian remained quiet and looked extremely deep in thought. I sighed and leaned my head back against the wall, looking up at the ceiling. "Does that make me insane?"

"No, don't lose sight of who you are, as easy as that is to do out on the road," he said, his voice and eyes a little distant. He quickly reached for the piece of paper and pen next to him, scribbling something down on the paper.

"What the hell? Are you writing a novel about what I just said? Glad I can be someone's source of entertainment," I sighed; letting my head hit the wall a little to hard. Yet somehow the pain felt better than the torment I was feeling inside.

Brian chuckled again. "Relax and enjoy the smoke. You just inspired some lyrics. Don't worry ill credit you if it's a hit," he teased with a playful elbow. "But really, what happened up there? That's not your normal sound."

Great so now he was a fucking expert on my band? Just what I needed another person with expectations. I slowly started to stand up and his dark brown eyes met mine with a quizzical look.

"Look, thanks for the smoke, but I don't need another person wanting something from me," I said, flicking ashes. Maybe I could go lock myself in a bathroom for a while. Hell, maybe I would just hide out on the roadie bus until the next show.

"Expectations? What are you talking about? I just wanted to make sure you were okay. You seem tense."

Suddenly I felt a pair of hands on my shoulders and I stiffened. It was then that he started to massage my shoulders, turning me into mere putty in seconds. Damn, the man was good with his fingers. I would give him that. I wonder what else they were good at...no Kady get your brain out of the gutter.

"Listen, I don't expect anything from you. If you want to talk, I'll listen. Seems like you could use a friend." He said, his breath ticking my ear and making my hair stand on end. No one had ever talked to me like that and it turned me on. Maybe a friend was what I needed to relieve some pressure and tension in my life.

I slowly turned around and Brian’s hands fell to my hips. Our eyes locked and I suddenly felt weak in the knees. There was just something about him that entranced me. "I don't want to talk...." I breathed as a wicked smile came over my face. "But I do need a friend..." I wanted to forget the day and Brian could help me.

Brian bit his lip and smiled at me in the most intoxicating way possible. "Now you are speaking my language... friend."

Brian's lips crashed into mine as he backed me up against the wall in the small alcove. Our pent up sexual tension explode as our lips feverishly moved against each other, hands roaming each other's bodies. As I allowed his tongue access to my mouth, I felt his hard member press against my leg. I moaned while my hands tangled in his hair, giving it a light tug.

He moaned against my lips before moving his kisses to the nape of my neck, his hands grabbing my ass and lifting me into the air. I moaned softy with each kiss as his member pressed against all the right spots on my leather pants.

"We need to keep this a secret and between us," I breathed into his ear between moans. He slowly made his way back up to my lips before pulling away for a moment, his eyes meeting mine.

"Deal," Brian breathed before my hands instantly went to belt and my lips to his neck. It was Brian's turn to feel the electricity we were creating. It was euphoric.

Brian's hand quickly moved down to my pants and I kissed him, working the tight leather down over my skin. I blushed lightly when he realized that I wasn't wearing any panties with them. But then again, how could I?

"You are so fucking sexy," he moaned, lifting me back up and pressing me against the wall. Suddenly his fingers were inside me and I gasped with delight. "Oh you're all wet for me you naughty girl.... you tell me how you like it?" He breathed in my ear as I moaned his name, his finger speed increasing. Damn his fingers were amazing at this too!

"Hard and fast," I breathed, too taken by the whole situation to be worried about banging in the middle of the corridor. Anyone could walk down the hall at any given time and I didn't care.

It was then that my body was racked with a hard orgasm and I bite Brian's neck to keep from screaming out in delight. Before I even finished, I felt his large hard throbbing member press into me. This time I couldn't help but let out a scream.

"Oh god," I cried as I held on to him, ridding his cock.

"Oh you're so fucking tight, Kady," Brian moaned as I moved with him. I felt like every nerve ending was on fire as he moved. I couldn't even handle the pleasure I felt. All I could do was moan his name between kisses. "Oh damn it, you're getting me close...."

"Me too, I'm so close," I cried, unable to stand the build up of pressure. The next thing I knew, I felt like I was floating on a weightless cloud full of bliss and all my problems had gone away.

Brian's arms held me close as we both fought to catch our breath. We were still connected when his gorgeous brown eyes met mine. "Damn Red," he said with a small smile. His hand slowly moved up and whipped some makeup from under my eyes. Brian's hand then moved to my hair and pushed a strand behind my ear.

As he touched me, I felt small burst of electricity from his finger, each touch taking my breath away.

"I really am here to listen if you need me to," he said softly as he set me back down on the ground. The cool cement felt good on my achy feet. I must have lost my stilettos in the process. "But don't worry, our secret is safe."

"Yo Haner, are you ready? We go on in ten," Zacky's voice called down the hall.

Brian shielded me in the small alcove and quickly buttoned his pants. "Yeah, just finished the set list. Let me finish my smoke and I'll be right in."

"Awesome, I have a good feeling about tonight! We are all gonna get lucky."

It bit my lip and tried not to laugh at the conversation. They honestly had no idea that I was here or what we had just done. I was relieved.

"Hell yeah," Brian yelled back. "See you in a minute."

Brian turned back to face me with a small smile on his face, his eyes bright and happy. He really wasn't a bad guy and I was intrigued. I think I had totally misjudged him before.

"You better go," I said, fixing the collar of his shirt. Brian nodded with a small smile before he gently kissed my lips.

"Yeah, see you around...friend." He flashed me his signature cocky grin before turning down the corridor.

"Hey," I called after him. "Thanks...."

Brian's POV

Thank you? All she said was thank you after that amazing impromptu shag? Damn, was it bad? Our hookup was all I could thing about during our show and I kept letting my mind wander back to her eyes. Those blue orbs looked so full of light and lust when we fucked. Looking down at them in the act was almost like a drug. It was better than her warm innards surrounding my dick. Damn I only had had her once and I think I was addicted. Was that possible?

I needed to see her again, even if it was to just look into her eyes. Something about her sparked my interest. I kept thinking about our last encounter as I walked back to the bus with the guys.

"Gates why are you smiling like an idiot?" Johnny asked after taking a swig of his wine.

"I'm not," I shrugged, pulling out my pack of cigarettes. "Just kicked your ass playing tonight." I teased, playfully punched in the arm.

Johnny threw head back and laughed. "You wish. If I didn't know better, I'd say you're thinking about a special someone." Johnny wagged his eyes brows at me as I shrugged. Sometimes I wished they didn't know me so well.

"Whose the lucky lady?" Jimmy asked, putting his arm around my shoulder. "When will she get to meet the family?"

"Wait a minute, who said anything about a new girl?" Matt chimed in, looking between Zacky and I. He smiled with his big obnoxious dimples. "Val said that Michelle was talking to someone again. You sly dog! Why didn't you tell us you were talking with Michelle?"

I suddenly felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. Michelle was the last person I wanted to think about and I wouldn't talk to her if you paid me. Now I know you're thinking I'm being dramatic, but I gave her my heart and soul and she laughed and threw it back in my face. But then again, I promised Kady that I'd keep our ‘friendship’ a secret.

I simply shrugged again and took a drag from my cigarette. It was then that I noticed Jimmy watching me intently. He could read me even better than the others and I could tell he wasn't buying the Michelle idea. But then again, I never acknowledged or denied Matts accusations.

"Hey guys wait up!" We all turned around to see Eli running behind us with her camera around her neck.

"Eli!" Matt yelled before scooping her up into his arms and swinging her around in a circle. "So what did you think? Like the stuff from the new album?"

"Hell, yeah! It's super edgy and raw. I fucking love this new sound and your voice Matt... I can't even explain the effect it had on me," Eli said, her body dangerously close to Matt's. I knew that look in his eyes and I could tell he was regretting breaking up with her. He wanted her. "Maybe you could give me a private concert later?" She asked, walking her fingers up her chest as they stared into each other’s eyes.

I cleared my throat, knowing that the rest of they guys were feeling just as awkward as I was. We all knew he had a girlfriend but knew better than to interfere. Matt was a big boy that was capable of making his own decisions.

"Hey, I've got an idea," Matt said as Zacky and I lit another cigarette. "Let's take a cab and go to a bar. I've got the first round! Let's celebrate another successful show."

"Sounds good to me. I could use a drink and we don't have to be on the road until morning." Zack said, pulling out his phone. "You're going down, Sanders."

"That settles it, drinking games and beers all around!" Matt cheered as he pulled Eli close with his arm around her waist.

"I think I'm going to sit this one out," I said, looking down at the ground. "I'm still feeling the effects of last night’s shot game."

"Synyster Gates is backing out of a night out? He must be sick," Zacky laughed as Jimmy eyes me again. I'm sure he would have lots of questions for me later but mum was the word.

"I think he's afraid of getting his ass beat at the shot game again," Johnny jeered and I gave him another punch in the arm. "You wish, short shit."

"You and I have a rematch anyway," Jimmy said as a cab pulled up. "Stay out of trouble, Brian," Jimmy warned with a wink as I started to walk backwards.

I watched as the cab drove away and then walked back towards the bus, only to hear a lot of yelling coming from inside.

"How could you walk off the stage in the middle of the fucking show!? The fans were pissed!" I heard Caleb yell. I instantly balled my hands into fists, knowing that he was talking to Kady.

"Sorry I got sick, alright?" She snapped in return.

"Yeah from all the beer you were drinking on stage, I could smell you from the back," Caleb countered. Hey, who the hell was he to judge her about drinking on stage? I hadn’t seen a show where he wasn’t throwing back beers. Maybe he needed to look in the mirror before he judged his sister!

"Yeah, because you're so fucking perfect. Piss off Caleb and call me when you stop being a dick." With that I heard her come running down the stairs. She stopped as soon as she saw me. "Get me out of here," she muttered, grabbing my hand and dragging me back towards the arena.

Notes

So Brian and Kady, huh? What's going to happen between them now?