In The End, I Lost It All

~~~~~~~~Chapter 8 (Avril's POV)

In The End; I Lost It All

Chapter 8: Running into Chad at Warped Tour (Avril's POV)

After a calm and peaceful 3 months at home after Jake met my parents, we find out that the BVB boys are going back on a domestic US tour. I was excited to get to go, along with the other girls since we get our own private bus to ourselves. It's nice to hang out with my friends (both old and new). I've recently gotten to know Juliet more and we have quite a bit in common: our favorite hair products, make up brands, clothing styles, etc...

A few hours later, we (meaning us girls) head down to the KIA Stage where our boys are performing their set. I watch in awe at the huge fan base they have; it is crazy to think that so many people love their music and continue to support their dreams of being the greatest rock stars of our generation. Halfway through their set, I notice Jake look over in my direction and wink at me. I blush furiously and can see him chuckle a little, knowing he's the only man who makes me feel this way. I blow a kiss in his direction and he smiles, catching it and holding it to his heart. Once they head back up on stage after the drum solo, I tell the girls I am heading to the bathroom and will be back as soon as possible. They nod and I head out in search for the bathrooms.

Once I find them, I see face I was hoping to NEVER see again— Chad's. He notices me immediately and I see his demeanor change into full-blown rage. He charges at me, and I begin running in the opposite direction, trying to escape from his insanity. He manages to catch up to me and knocks me down to the ground, pinning my arms above my head and screaming in my face. His breath reeks of alcohol and my face squints automatically in disgust. He roughly grabs at my hair and begins pulling me down the walkway of the venue. I begin causing a commotion; screaming and yelling, so someone will hear me and come to my aid.

After a few minutes, I see all of the girls come out and begin yelling at Chad to let me go. He scoffs and laughs in their faces; he then heads out towards the parking lot with me still in his grasp (although now I am over his shoulder and kicking him profusely in the chest). I manage to get my foot lower towards his crotch and deliver a powerful kick to his nether region. He grabs a hold of his testicles and drops me, allowing me to make a mad dash back towards the entrance of the music festival.

I see Jake's familiar long black hair framing his handsome face and yell out his name. He whips around in a 360-degree motion and rushes over, wrapping his strong, tattooed, muscular arms around me holding me in a tight grip. I cry into his shoulder, glad to be away from Chad. Jake runs his rough, calloused fingers through my hair and it helps me to relax and calm down. He carries me back to their bus and has me stay with him in his bunk for the night. He hands me one of his smaller shirts that no longer fits him and I put it on right in front him.

He smiles and pulls me closer, as I wrap my arms around his neck. He gently pulls me up into his arms, grabbing onto my legs and carrying me to his bunk, laying me back against the mattress and getting in beside me. He leans down and captures my lips in a sweet kiss, and I smile kissing him back. We battle for a good few minutes for dominance, before Jake beats me to it completely and gently bites down on my bottom lip.

I gladly oblige him access to my lips and we have a heavy make-out session. After a few minutes of battling with our tongues, I feel Jake slowly push my shirt up a little; his hand quickly moves up towards my chest, and I moan a little when he squeezes my breast gently. After a few minutes, my shirt is completely taken off and Jake's mouth starts kissing at my breasts. His experienced mouth begins licking over my hardened nipples and his teeth gently bite down, pulling it ever so gently. He begins sucking on my nipple and I feel my womanhood begin to drench my panties.

He smirks a little, runs his other hand down to my womanly parts, and pushes two fingers inside— his fingers working their magic. He pulls at my clit softly and then after a few minutes, spreads my legs open wide, licking and slurping up my juices. My eyes roll into the back of my head at all the pleasure my body is feeling. I cannot get enough of this man; he is perfect in every way humanly possible.

I push him back onto the bed and slowly push myself down onto him, riding him in slow, clockwise circles. We both moan at the delightful feelings of our bodies driving against one another. After a full two hours of lovemaking, we reach our climaxes and I collapse back onto his bunk.