You make me sick because I adore you so...

Part 3


He cradles my head and kisses me again as he pushes slowly, giving me time to adjust. I moan softly as his lips leave mine and land to my neck, spreading kisess wherever they find. I throw my head back and arch my back, can't take the slow pace any more. I lift my hips and he gets my hint, increasing his pace and pushing harder. Moan after moan leave my mouth as I can't hold back, so lost in the act. His low growls make me look at him with half-opened eyes.

When he rotates his hips, he hits that spot that make me cry out loudly and he moans with me as he moves faster.

"Dom... Please... Un... Uncuff me..."

I plead with him breathlessly as I want my hands free so I can touch him, feel him.

"Ugh... No... Not right now..."

It comes breathlessly from his mouth. I'm in the verge of crying as the feeling gets more intense and I need to touch something, to touch him. I pull at the handcuffs and I feel the mettal cutting my skin. Without noticing, he pulls my leg up and wraps it around his waist, giving him the chance to thrust deeper than before. I whimper both by pleasure and frustration and call his name again, pleadingly. He looks in my eyes and for a moment I think he saw the moisture already forming in them because he slows down. He comes to a halt and reaches for something on the nightstand. I see a little key in his hand, probably the one from the handcuffs. He unlocks each one and throws them to the floor, along with the key. I extend and pull my fingers, feeling the blood returning to them. He takes my wrists and rubs them gently. I can feel something cold around them and it's not the metal. That's probably blood. I pull both my wrists from his hands and look at them, my thought confirmed now. Little cuts are everywhere and a splash of blood is in one of them. I lift my eyes and look at him, his eyes looking at me in worry.

"I'm sorry babe. That wasn't y inte-"

"It's fine, I'm ok."

I momentarily forget about my wrists and lift my hips up, urging him to continue. He starts pushing again slowly but I don't have it. I need him to go harder, faster. I wrap my arms around him and rack my nails over his back, making him hiss. Beats of sweat form in my forehead and my whole body glows, covered in sweat. I wrap my other leg around his waist and urge him to go deeper, as he does. His pace increases and now I can feel the first waves of my pleasure coming. I tug at his hair with one hand so he tilts his head back and I bite gently on his neck. He grunts at my action and I try to pull my legs higher, needing to feel him even deeper. My hands wonder over his back, covered in sweat. He grabs my waist with his hands and lifts me up with him as he gets on his knees on the bed. Then he kisses me hard, moving me up and down his shaft. I wrap one arm around his neck and the other lands on his side, digging my nails in his skin. One of his hands tugs at my hair and my head tilts back, giving him access to attack my neck. His teeth leave marks here and there as he sucks and bites my neck and my moans can't stop.

We move together in a fast pace, kissing and biting each other as our orgasms come closer. I take the risk to rack my nails over his lower back and then squeeze his ass and he moans loudly, hitting my spot with his hurried thrusts again, making my moans match his. My body starts shaking and my orgasm is just seconds away. He throws me back on my back and hovers me again, his thrusts uncontrollable and his moans more frequent. With one last thrust of his hips he sends me over the edge, screaming his name and digging my nails in his back. He follows me soon after, a growl leaving his throat as he cums and then falls above me.

He nuzzles the crook of my neck as I hug him closer, both of us still trying to control our breathing. His heartbeat is hard against my chest, matching my own. I kiss his shouldier and I feel his smile against my neck. He pulls out of me slowly and I grunt at the loss. He falls on his side next to me and tugs me closer by my arm, hugging me and kissing my forhead when I'm in his arms.

"That was... Wow."

My voice is almost a whisper when I speak that I can barely hear my voice. He chuckles and kisses the top of my head, his hand going up and down my back.

"Definitely. That was amazing."

His hand stops caressing my back and I can feel his heartbeat increase. I look up at him and he seems to think about something. He looks like an angel, his hair falling on his face, his chest moving up and down with each now controlled breath he takes. The only thing that worries me is his frown.

"Dom? Are you ok?"

He snaps out of his thoughts and looks at me, the smile returning on his face.

"Everything's fine. I just..."

"You just what?"

His eyes lock with mine and my heart skips a beat, his green eyes looking so beautiful in the moonlight. I start caressing his chest with my fingers and he sights.

"You are so beautiful, Jessica."

I feel my cheeks burn at his comment and I tear my eyes from his, feeling shy. He grabs my chin and lifts my head so I can only look in his eyes.

"I mean it. Plus, you're so cute when you blush."

"How did you see it?"

"I didn't. You just told me."

"Bastard."

I punch him playfully on his side and he tugs me even closer to him.

"Am I, really?"

"Yes, you do. You're a beautiful, lovely bastard."

He pecks my nose and then kisses my lips. I wrap an arm around his neck and our kiss deepens. My fingers entwine with his hair as our tongues meet each other and I sight. He slowly pulls back and looks at me with that precious smile of his on his face, his eyes dancing. After a minute his smile turns in a grin and I can only guess that he is ready for the second round, supposing by his erection touching my thigh.

"Not no Dom, I'm a little tired."

He pouts a little and I can only laugh with his face.

"What's so funny?"

"You, my love."

I freeze when I realize what I've said and my smile fades. To my surprise the corners of his mouth lift and he sights, his smile firmly in place.

"Don't look like I'm a zombie. I love you too."

With these words it's when I freeze for good. My eyes widen at his confession and I feel the tears forming again. He looks at me worried for a moment.

"What? Did I say something wrong?"

"No. Just..."

My voice trails off and I don't realize that a tear escaped my eyes till I feel his hand on my cheek, brushing it off.

"Why are you crying babe?"

"I... I'm just... Happy."

And I duck my face in his chest, letting him hug me and kiss my temple. After a moment he lifts my chin and looks in my eyes.

"I said that I love you. And I mean it. I know you well enough to be sure."

With that he kisses me, every bit of emotion in it. During the kiss, a smile forms in my lips and he puls back, looking at me amused.

"I love you too babe."

And I kiss him again. When the kiss ends, he stands from the bed, takes the covers from the edge of the bed and pulls them over us. He pulls me close to him again, his left arm under my head, and kisses my forehead. I wrap my arm around him and kiss him right above his heart.

"I had a great time today."

"Me too. Now sleep, I need you fresh for breakfast."

"What's in your dirty mind, mister?"

"You'll see, my dear."

I snuggle closer to him and close my eyes. Just before I drift off, I hear his voice next to my ear.

"I love you, Jessica."

"I love you, too."

And I finally drift in a peacefull sleep.

You make me sick because I adore you so...

Part 2


When we enter his bedroom he closes the door with his leg and pushes me to the door, his lips now traveling to my neck, leaving a hot trail of kisses. I feel my self getting more wet than before as he bites the skin just below my ear, making me moan. He lets me down on my feet and I kick off my shoes as he does, along with his socks. With fumbling hands I unbutton his shirt, eager to feel his skin on mine. He lets me take of his shirt when I'm done and my hands move to his belt.

"Uh-uh. Not yet."

He pulls my hands next to my sides and he turns me around, his hands working with the zipper from my dress. He lowers the zipper teasingly slow and suddenly I feel his lips on the back of my neck. I feel my dress getting loose as he tucks the straps and it lands in a pile on my feet. I step out of it and turn to look at him. He looks magnificent in the moonlight. His hand lands on my waist as he tugs me closer to him. He kisses me again and I can feel the passion and lust in the kiss. I feel his hands on my back as he undoes my bra and then throws it somewhere around the room. He pulls back to look at me, his stare setting my body on fire. I try again to undo his belt and this time he lets me. When I'm done, I toss the belt aside and undo the button of his jeans. He takes my hands and puts them around his neck.

"Wow, somebody's eager."

"Obviously."

We start to walk backwards and seconds later I feel the back of my knees hitting the bed. He pushes me back and I fall on the mattress, scooting upwards until my head touches the pillows. He follows me and comes above me, his arms next to my head resting his weight. He starts kissing me once again, starting with my lips and driving souther to my jaw, my neck, my collarbones. He reaches my breasts and he starts caressing them with his fingers. I close my eyes as I sight and goosebumps spread all over my body. I moan loudly when I feel his lips closing around my nipple, sucking and licking it. I buck my hips up and I can feel his erection over his pants. He treats my other nipple with the same way and now I a small cry leaves my lips. He goes lower to my stomach, leaving small kisses wherever he wants as his hands try to get rid of my leggings. The fabric grazes the tip of my toes and then falls silently on the floor, my panties joining them in seconds. He stands up from the bed and his eyes travel all over my body. I feel a rush of shyness crushing over me and I have the need to cover my body. I feel my nipples getting hard and my arousal increasing under his stare. He goes to the other side of the room and I lift myself to my elbows to see where he is. He comes back moments later, his hands behind his back.

"Stay like this and close your eyes."

I do as I'm said and stay still, closing my eyes and trying to control my breathing from the sudden nervousness. I feel the heat of his body coming closer to mine and a fabric touching my cheeks. That's probably a blindfold because he ties the fabric in the back of my head, tight enough to close every way of my vision. I open my eyes and realize that I'm proved right. He pushes my chest and I lie down again.

"Lift your hands over your head."

I do again as I'm told and in a moment I feel the clicking of the cold metal around my wrists. Now I'm blinfolded and handcuffed beneath him, on his shame. I try to hear his moves, just to know were he is. From nowhere, I feel his breathing on my low stomach and I hold my breath. He starts kissing my stomach once again, sometimes sucking on my skin. His hands start caressing my thighs, going from the outside to the inside and more goosebumps spread over my body. His mouth leaves my skin and I feel nervous once again. It doesn't last for long as his lips land to the inside of my thigh, going higher and higher with every little kiss he leaves.

Suddenly, his lips close around my clit and I cry out at the sensation which powers me now, his warm tongue licking my clip. I buck up my hips and arch my back at the feeling, but he eases me down on my back again, his hands holding firmly my hips.

"You taste so good"

It comes out of his mouth muffled and the vibration of his voice makes me arch my back again. He stops sucking my clit as his tongue licks my opening up and down, again and again. His hands leave my hips and go up to caress my stomach and breasts. My head starts to spin and my gut tightens as and orgasm starts to form. His lips and hands leave my body suddenly and I growl to him.

"Shh... Be patient babe."

And with these words a finger enters my opening and his tongue attacks my clit again, licking fast and sucking hard. I can't stop the moans that form and leave my mouth. I arch my back as I try to feel him closer to me. I need to touch something, to touch him. But he made sure I couldn't.

"Want a second one?"

"Ahh... Yeahh... Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Please."

"Good girl."

And a second finger enters my pussy. The feeling is unbearable. My head starts to spin as my orgasm is almost here. I moan as loud as I can, not even caring if the neighbors are listening. His fingers curl up and hit a spot inside me that makes me cry out loudly. With a last push and a suck of his mouth on my clit, my orgasm hits me and I come hard, my walls clenching around his fingers. He slows his moves as I drive out my orgasm and try to control my breathing. He pulls out his fingers and I can hear a slurping sound, probably sucking them in his mouth.

I feel his weight leaving the bed and I hear the rustling of clothes. The opening of a drawer comes next. Then, there's the sound of the tearing foil and he gets in the bed again, lying above me, the heat of his body matching mine. He starts kissing my neck and I sight at the feeling. His hands work behind my head and I lift it, letting him untie the blindfold. The fabric looses around my head and he tosses it somewhere. I blink a little, trying to adjust in the little light coming from the window next to the bed.

"Look at me."

I look at him as his eyes are plastered on mine. I can feel my heartbeat increasing as his chest touches mine, his heartbeat matching my own. He ducks his head and kisses my lips lightly. He pulls back a little and caresses my cheek. Without warning, he pushes inside me and I throw my head back, the sensitivity of my previous orgasm making the sensation unbelievable.

You make me sick because I adore you so...

Part 1



I never liked blond guys. I thought I never will. This until some weeks ago, the night I met him the first time.


When we arrived at the club we use to hang out, he was the first person I noticed. Just a blond man, some inches taller than me. I already knew that there was no way he would notice me, that he was just going to be my main interest for tonight. I managed to control my thoughts about the handsome guy and made my way to the bar along with my friends. As we made our way to one of the lounges after we took our drinks, the thing I was sure won't happen, happened. Not exactly like I expected, but still. As I turned to leave for the lounge, I hit with another body and my drink fell in my dress. Thank god the dress was black and it wasn't visible. As I lifted my head to see who it was, a pair of green eyes looking at me greeted me. I looked down at his shirt and it was stained with some drops of a red liquid. I instantly apologised, although I was shocked by seeing him standing there in front of me. When he saw that my glass was as empty as his, he protested to pay for the cleaning of my dress, as I did about his shirt. We ended up changing numbers so we could meet to pay the damage in our clothes.

From the first meeting we thought about giving it shot and try to be friends. Not the best obviously, but we would keep in contact. So did we. We met when we had time and mostly talked about everything and nothing. He was a good buddy, he would entertain you whenever you wanted. I never stopped to like him though. Even we became some short of friends, I never stopped to like him. It was a thrill to be next to a man like him and not attack him. It was only once I asked him if he had a girlfriend and he said no. That was a kind of relief. But he also managed to make me aware that he liked me too the night I asked him. It was ok, just admiring. It needed way more to become something more than what we were.

But things come when you don't expect them. He was gone for over a week when he asked me to hang out with him a little. I couldn't say no. We went in the same club we met the first time. Everything was fine till the idea of a drink competition entered my mind. He didn't resist and the shots were coming one after the other. When we decided to leave I was too dizzy that I couldn't even walk, but I somehow managed with his support to get out of the club. As he couldn't drive me back home because he was in the same state with me, we took a cab to my house. When I asked him to stay at my appartment for the night he accepted, much to my surprise. I told him to sleep on the couch and he just dropped there. When I returned from my bedroom with a blanket for him, he was pulling his t-shirt over his head with his back to me. Oh god, his back. The muscles there working as he lifted and dropped his hands. He turned to look at me and as he was reading my mind, he came closer, so close that his nose touched mine. The blanket I held fell from my hands when he kissed me. A kiss full of passion(and vodka too). Then he just led me to my bedroom and what followed was obvious.

The next morning when we woke up we knew what we did the previous night wasn't good. And decided to make it up. By dating.

And here I am now, in our fifth date, sitting opposite of him in the table of a random restaurant he suggested. He is looking at me deviously, a smirk plastered on his face. Suddenly I feel nervous and clear my throat, playing with the food I have in front of me.

"Why are you looking at me like food? You already have a plate in front of you."

"Well, I prefer you than the real food."

I chuckle a little with his words and tuck a strand of my hair behind my ear. Maybe a little seduction will be fine. I take one of the little tomatoes of my salad with my fork and put just the edge in my mouth, sucking on it. His eyes never leaving my face, he lowers his head and continues to look at me, the smirk now gone. I take the tomato in my mouth and start chewing on it. He looks relieved now and I think I will use my next trick. A little moan escapes my mouth as I'm chewing the tomato and I get lower on my chair. I can see his eyes flashing, now a dark shade of green on them. I cross my legs under the table and let my right foot caress his calf. He shifts in his chair and his jaw tightens. I smirk with his reaction and lead my foot higher, until my show can touch his thigh.

"Since when you're such a naughty girl Jessica?"

"Since I started to hang out with you Dominic."

"You know, bad girls deserve punishment."

"I don't disagree."

That smirk returns on his face as he take a mouthfull of his food. I make sure he swallows his bite and then with the front of my shoe I start to caress his groin. His eyes go wide when he realizes what I'm doing and I smile deviously to him. I tuck my dress lower, revealing more cleavage wiht my move. His eyes land there and I think I now made my point clear. I continue with my salad as my foot still caress his thigh. Time passes by smoothly with small talk between our eating and I decide I should surprise him again. I caress his groin again with my foot as I pass my tongue over my lips slowly.

"Ok, that's enough, we're leaving."

"But why?"

"I think it's time for the punishment we mentioned before."

I sit up immediately, excitment running through my veins along with my blood. He pays the bill and we head out with fast steps. When we reach his car in the parking lot he pins me between the side of the car and his body and starts kissing me thouroughly. His tongue invades my mouth and entwines with mine as I respond to his kiss. His hands land on my waist and he pulls me closer. I wrap my arms around his neck as a little moan leaves my mouth. When he pulls back we're both out of breath.

"Where?"

"Wherever. I just want to be with you."

He smiles with my words and kisses me once more, gently this time. He opens the passenger's door for me and I sit in the car. He closes the door and goes to the driver's side. Then he enters the car, puts the engine in life and we head out of the parking lot.

We probably drive to his house, supposing by the road we took. I was in his house before. Only twice when we first met. We were friends then. Now we're everything except friends. The drive there is awfully quiet. We pull to a stop and he dies the engine. I turn my head to look at him and he's looking back at me. I flash a shy smile as he pulls a strand of my hair behind my ear.

"You really want this?"

"We already did it once without asking me. And you ask now?"

"I just wanted to be polite."

"Leave this for later, now we have other things to do."

He opens the door from his side and gets out, coming to my side and opening the door for me. Too much gentleness. He locks the car and we head to his house. When he unlocks the door he lets me in and I can see nothing 'cause of the darkness. I turn to look at him and smile. He closes the door with his leg and wraps me in his arms, kissing me. His kiss is slow but hard. His hands are roaming over my body as he takes off my coat. I get him off of his jacket as well and tug him closer to me by his shirt. With his left hand he grabs my ass and with the other lifts my leg to his side as the kiss is deepening. I wrap my arms around his neck as he grabs my other leg and lifts me up, carrying me to his bedroom.

Chapter 4: Confessions

My back aches and my feet hurt when we arrive at the hotel after the gig. I go sit in one of the couches in the lobby while Emma and Jared are checking the reservations. I rest my head in my hands and sight deeply. "Tired?" I hear a voice telling me. I lift my head and see Jared standing in front of me. I sight again and now he drops to his knees. He shakes his head and says "Look, you're going to stay with somebody else and since me and Shannon have a bigger room, it's your choice who you want to stay with."
I look at him confused. Why I have to be the one to loose the room and stay with another? Why couldn't be Emma or someone else? "Tell me something, why does it have to be me to stay with someone else?"
"You're the last reservation we made in this hotel, that's why."
"Oh thank you for leaving me last!"
"Is this your problem right now, really? Look kiddo, decide what you do because we need to head to our floor, ok?" he says, probably annoyed by my attitude. I look at him angrily as I try to decide. If I stay with him the only sure thing is that we're gonna fight all night long. But if I go with Shannon, at least I'll be with my friend and have some fun before sleep. The problem with Shannon is that he admitted that he likes me, so it would be a matter of minutes to throw me on his bed. I try to soften my expression and clear my throat as I still look at Jared. "Well mister, I think you're the luckiest man in the world." I say sarcastically. He frowns a little and his eyes flash. "And why so?" he says with his voice dropped some octabes lower. If I didn't know that he changes this fast, I would say that he intimidates me. I smirk at him before I speak "Because I'm gonna be your guest for the next two days. Lucky man." I say, my smirk spreaded all over my face and stand up with another word from him, heading towards the others.


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I just close my eyes when I hear a door closing. It's the fifth time that I'm ready to sleep but something interrupts me from my action. I sit up on the sofa-bed and push the sheets aside so I can stand up. I need to go to the bathroom. I'm so sleepy that I enter Jared's place without asking him if I can. When I realize it, I turn my head to look around the room so I can find Jared. And there he is. Digging around his suitcase to find a t-shirt probably, as he is only in his sweatpants. I clear my throat so he can notice me and he turns around with a t-shirt in his hand.
"What?"
"Do you need the bathroom? I mean, can I use it?"
I can hear him chuckle as I say that, which annoys me a little.
"What's so funny?"
"If you're in the verge of pissing in a public place you would ask the others if they wanted to use the restroom?"
"No, but in this case I just wanted to be polite. And because I see you pissing around the room..." I say and enter the bathroom, closing the door behind me with a loud thud. In times like this I really want to kill this man. He's so frustrating. He changes like a chameleon. From being good and happy with everyone he can be a totally annoying bastard in a matter of seconds. But I should be ok with that, he'll always be like this. Shannon is the only person who makes him comortable, that's what I learned in these 5 months of being on tour with the band.

When I get out of the bathroom Jared is nowhere to be seen. I walk towards the other room and see him sitting in my sofa-bed, fully dressed and looking to the opposite wall. I clear my throat and he turns his head, looking me from head to toe. That's when I remember what I'm wearing. Just an over-sized t-shirt and shorts. And they probably climbed too high in my legs. I feel all the blood coming up in my face and blush, tugging nervously at my shorts. He chuckles and I can say that he looked at me like meat just to intimidate me. He does that a lot lately. I sit down next to him, trying to keep some distance and tugging again at my shorts.
"You know, they're not gonna get longer to cover you..." he says and a smirk marks his lips.
"What do you want?" comes out of my mouth colder than I imagined.
"Ehmmm... Sorry about before. I know you think I'm a jerk."
"No I don't. I'm sure about it."
"Well ok, I've been told like this a lot of times, it's fine. It's just that I can't get used to you wondering around."
"I don't wonder around. I work too, you know."
He gets closer to me and suddenly I feel nervous again. I get even more nervous when his hand reaches for mine and takes it.
"Look, I really had no intentions on making you hate me. Because you do, I know you do. Just..." he leaves his voice trail of and I wonder were is this going. He never came to talk to me like that. He never came to talk to me at all, except it was something professional. I try to wrap my mind and shake his hand lightly.
"Yes..?"
"I want to make it up to you. I mean, you work your ass off for six months now and I never thanked you about it. I think I really have to make it up to you. You are a part of this crazy ordeal and if it wasn't you god knows if anything was going to be fine."

He really caught me off guard. I never expected something like this. And for once he admitted I was part of this 'family' he created with his band mates. I suddenly feel all the tension leaving my body and I become more relaxed, a smile crossing my face.
"You don't have to thank me or make it up to me. That I'm here, having a job I'm payed for and enjoying every part of it, is enough for me. That for this one time you seem to respect me is enough."
He frowns a little at my last comment, which has my smile fade. "I was just joking. But thanks for telling me whatever you said." I say immediately. He smiles slightly and holds my hand stronger.
"I want you to be sure that you count as a family member now. I see you have the best relationships with all the crew and you're willing to help everybody. I appreciate it very much..." he pauses and I can see that he tries to say something to me that he never said. "And I'm sorry about being a total asshole to you. I try not to be like that with each new crew member but it seems I fail every time."
I chuckle a little with his last words and pat his back with my free hand. "It's ok, I've got used to it now. But let me ask you something. Why all this 'confession-thing' tonight?" I say, not regretting about asking him what I just asked.
He shakes his head and sights, then turns his head to look in my eyes. "It's because it's the only time I had the chance. I mean, I never have time with this kind of talks, just now. Since you're here, I thought it was a good chance." he says and turns his head to look to the opposite wall again. "Ok then, it was good to talk with you about something that has not to do with work." The words slip from my lips in almost a whisper and I hear him chuckle. "Yes, it was indeed good." he says and pulls me in his arms, hugging me briefly. I don't realize when this happened and I just smile back to him when he pulls back from the embrace.

"Sleep tight Emma, tomorrow it's a new day." he says as he goes to his room, leaving me sitting there motionless. When I hear his sight as he falls to the bed I say in a low voice "Goodnight Jared." and I'm sure that he couldn't hear it. "Thank you." I hear from the other side of the wall and blush a little. I lie down on the sofa-bed, pulling the sheet over my body and turn to my side, facing outside the wall-length window, the lights dancing in the dark sky. My mind works on many different scenarios about Jared's behavior today, how he could change like a chameleon not only in his apperance, but his behavior to. That more I think, the more my lids get heavier and I drift to a peacefull sleep finally.

Chapter 3: Some trolling for your day.

When I wake up it is already morning, which means that we're in our destination. As I sit up in my bunk, I do the first thing in my daily list; hit my head in the roof of my bunk. Thank god I got used to it or else I'd always have a headache. I step out of my bunk and head for the mine bathroom to the back of the bus.

As I'm ready to enter the bathroom, without even knocking to see if someone's in, a shirtless Tomo opens the door. I turn to look at him and my eyes go wide "Woohoo, look what we have in here!" I say as I giggle. Tomo throws me a dangerous glance and says "Don't 'woohoo' my girl, I'm taken and you know it." and then he grins. "Good for you that I love Vicki, elsewhere I'd pin you to the wall and..." I let my voice drop and start laughing at the scene I just made. I suppose it's my reaction that makes him laugh too. "Hey, where's the fun?" Tim appears from nowhere and smiles to both of us. It's a matter of minutes till I see that Tim is also shirtless. "Hey, why any of you all put on a shirt? There are little kids in here!" I spat out and enter the room, locking the door behind me.

As I turn to head to the sink, I hit with another body. As I lift my eyes to see who it is, I'm not surprised by the smirk playing on his lips. I look at him angrily and push his body away from mine, then he starts laughing. "IT'S NOT FUNNY!" I yell at him and he laughs harder. I keep on looking at him angrily and through his laugh he says "You... Should... See your face now... You're like a..." and he starts laughing again. I give up on my angry face and start laughing too. "You're a very big asshole, Shannon" "Oh thank you, I'm flattered" he says as I unlock the door to let him out. Tomo and Tim are still in front of the door, with shirts on this time, and they're laughing as well. "That goes for you too, jerks. And I hope that there are no more semi-naked surprises in here" I say and close the door again, not waiting to see their reaction.

When I'm ready and dressed, I head to the kitchen to grab breakfast. Ok, it's just juice and cookies, but it's just fine with me. As I enter the small kitchen, I see Emma and Jared sitting next to each other, probably working on something, supposing by Emma's laptop in front of them. I walk to the fridge, grab a glass from the cabinet above and the bottle of juice from the fridge. I pour a glass for myself, put the juice in the fridge again, and head back to my bunk to grab my stuff. As I turn to leave I hear Jared calling someone. "Emma" he says two times. I don't turn around because he probably calls out his PA. After all, he always calls me 'Bruny'. Why? Because Emma is blonde and I'm brunnete. As we have the same name and I'm the last one added here, I took the nickname. And it's kinda annoying to be honest. I walk back to my bunk and sit on the bed, pulling my laptop from the little place next to the mattress.

As I pull the lid and start my laptop, Jared comes and stands in front of me. He looks annoyed, as I do when he pisses me off. "Are you deaf? I was calling you and you left like you didn't notice?" and with these words I flush red from embarassment. "I'm sorry, I thought you were talking to Emma, you always call me 'Bruny' so I didn't turn." I said in a low voice. "It's ok. I just wanted to tell you that there are some changes with the rooms at the hotel. We're one room less than we expected and somebody will have to sleep with somebody else. Since you have a room, do you have a problem to accommodate somebody in your room?" "No, it's fine with me" "Great. I'll tell you more when we head to the hotel." and he leaves.

After two hours we're on the venue. The band has soundcheck but it's so hot outside, so I decide to stay on the bus and work on the files for the next show. I have to make some calls, schedule interviews for the next 3 weeks, photoshoots... If I do at least most of them now, I'll have some more time to relax, since the next show is two days and not tomorrow. And with that, I dive myself to work.