We were sitting in a club, drinking in celebration of out first amazing concert of the tour. The venue had literally been packed. There were kids crying, some grinning so hard that I thought there faces were going to fall off, and some who were so lost in the music they looked like they weren't aware of anything else.

"Hey, Ads," Austin grinned. "How'd you like the show?"

"You guys are definitely a lot better than the last time I saw you," I teased.

"Oh, God..." Austin groaned. "That show was awful."

"Yeah. And that's why you aren't allowed to drink before shows anymore," I poked his shoulder.

At that moment, A Party Song by All Time Low started flowing from the club's speakers.

"Aus, come dance with me," I stuck out my bottom lip and batted my lashes.

He laughed, "Sure thing, princess."

I grabbed his hand, pulling his 6'4" form off the bar stool. and led him onto the floor. Now don't get me wrong, everything started out perfectly innocent. But, you know, the hormones and the alcohol in our systems started to affect our dancing. Soon, it stopped being fun, becoming more about lust. I was grinding up on him and he had placed his big, strong hands on my hips, holding me firmly up against him as I danced.

His lips found their way to my ear, and I felt his hot breath on my neck as he whispered, "I've never seen you get this way. It's hot."

I gasped when his lips traveled a little farther down, finding the spot right behind my ear that drove me wild. I let his lips graze over it before clamping it between his teeth. Whenever Shayley had tried to give me a hickey, it had been extremely painful. But Austin's teeth sent shivers of pleasure through me. He began sucking and licking and it was just the best feeling on earth... even if it was just lust.

"Can we go somewhere more private?" Austin whispered in my ear.

"Ummm... O-okay," I stuttered nervously. I had always dreamed of something like this happening when I first met Austin. But, I had loved Shayley so much that I hadn't even considered cheating on him. And what good did that do you? Huh? That's right. None. Nada. Zip.

Austin was pulling me off the floor and back to the bus, the two of us giggling like the drunk idiots we were. When we got there, though, something really unexpected happened. Oli was there. With Phil. Both of them looked extremely pissed.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Alan got arrested for drinking... again..." Phil sighed.

"What?!" Austin yelled.

"He was drunk out of his mind and went streaking. The police said we have to pay $1,000 bail."

"Well, we made over a thousand in merch tonight. Grab some cash and let's go get our guitarist."

"Austin, we need to talk, though."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

I was sitting in the back room, letting the guys talk over what they planned to do with Alan. I was poking around the depths of Tumblr, looking through some bandwhore blog. I saw a few posts asking about Austin and Alan. A whole bunch of fakers were claiming they had hooked up with Austin last night, and were saying Alan got arrested for pot. I sent an anonymous ask to the blog and refreshed until I saw what they had to say about it.

I know it's kind of wrong revealing that much about their personal lives, but I was just protecting my boys. They meant too much to me not to.

Austin poked his head into the back room, telling me to come out so they could discuss their decision with me. I rubbed my eyes and checked to make sure I was wearing a bra this time. Walking out into the front room, all eyes were on me as I sat down on the sofa next to Austin.

"What's the verdict?" I croaked in my tired voice.

"Well, we're not too happy to tell you this, but we've decided what we're going to do with Alan..." Phil began.

Notes

MAJOR FUCKING CLIFFHANGER. #SORRYNOTSORRY