Too Soon

I knocked Of Mice's door. Alan opened it and I grinned at him. He frowned at me and I laughed. "Why so happy?" he questioned. "Austin's in the shower so I know you didn't sleep with him,"
"I don't need to sleep with anyone to be happy," I rolled my eyes. He stood back to let me on and I thanked him.
"Seriously, this is weird," he commented. "Is it national English day or something?"
"That would be St. George's day. And it isn't,"
"What then?"
"My best friend, Scott is coming today,"
"Is that it?"
"Yes," I glared.
"Woah, calm down Victoria," he mocked.
"Shut up," I snapped.
"Leave her alone, Al'," Austin warned as he walked out of the bathroom. I looked at him in only a towel and bit my lip.
"I swear he does this on purpose," I muttered. Alan heard me and smirked.
"You want that?" Alan teased.
"Again, shut up," I snapped.
"I'll be out in a minute," Austin told me. I nodded and he went to the bunks. Alan looked at me and raised his eyebrows.
"What?" I asked. He did it again and I sighed. "You're so annoying. Why does everyone in this band like you the most?"
"Because I'm likeable. I'm a ginger beast," Alan exclaimed.
"Sure," I rolled my eyes.
"Is Austin a beast?" he laughed.
"Not telling," I smirked.
"That'd be something to blog about. Austin Carlile in the sack,"
"Stop talking!" I laughed.
"Yeah, stop talking," Austin said and he came to sit next to me on the sofa. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and I looked up at him. I leaned in and he kissed my lips. I kissed him back harder and he leaned down. I heard Alan make a sound of disgust and I broke away.
"Why do you even have him?" I joked.
"Because he's a good musician,"
"But why is he allowed in the bus? Can't you make him a lead, tie it to the bus and make him follow when you move venues,"
"As nice as it sounds, no,"
"Shame," I muttered.
"Bitch," Alan grinned.
"Thanks," I smiled. But then my phone started ringing. I made a loud noise of excitement and took it out of my pocket.
"Is that the noise she makes during sex?" Alan asked Austin. Austin started to laugh and I glared at him. I saw Scott's number on the screen and smiled widely.
"Hello?" I answered seductively.
"Why is Vienna answering? I wanted Gemma," Scott mocked.
"Gemma is busy,"
"With her American toy?" Scott laughed.
"No! Shut up!" I exclaimed.
"Anyway, I'm landing at eight tonight so come and get me,"
"I will,"
"You sure my place to stay is sorted?"
"It is. Trust me,"
"Okay, I've missed you Gem,"
"Missed you too. Love you," I said and put the phone down. I looked up at Austin and he frowned. "What?"
"Who was that?"
"Scott,"
"Oh when's he coming?"
"Tonight," I beamed.
"Thought the tattoo festival was at our venue next week," Austin said.
"Well, it is," I muttered.
"Is he staying in hotels?"
"I actually wanted to talk to you about that,"
"Gem," he sighed.
"You have a free bunk,"
"We can't take strangers!" Alan exclaimed and went through into the kitchen.
"You're strange and they have you!" I called. Austin looked at me and I sighed. "Please," I begged. "Free tattoo for everyone in the band! I promise!"
"Free?" Austin questioned.
"I know you want your neck touched up,"
"Fine!" he finally exclaimed.
"Thanks," I grinned and kissed him fully on the lips.

I scanned the airport looking for Scott. It was packed. I held the little sign I had made for him high up in the air. I'm tall but I can't see over all of these heads. I sighed loudly. Then I felt two hands grab my shoulders. I screamed and someone put their hand over my mouth. I started to struggle but heard Scott laugh in my ear.
"That's the shittiest sign I've ever seen," Scott teased.
"Oh my God, shut up!" I exclaimed. He let me go and I turned around. He grinned at me and I beamed back at him. I flung my arms around his neck. Scott lifted me off of my feet. I laughed and kissed his cheek as he set me down. "Scott," I said warmly.
"How have you been?" he asked.
"I've missed you so much," I gasped.
"I've missed you too, Gem. The weirdo with the long coat keeps asking where you are,"
"Tell him I've immigrated," I smirked.
"So, fill me in on your American man," he urged. Scott wrapped an arm around my shoulders and we started to walk out of the airport.
"Nothing to tell," I said evasively.
"So you're not seeing him?"
"Define seeing him?" I bit my lip. I looked around and hailed a cab. We got inside and I gave the driver directions to the venue.
"Are you still sleeping with him?" Scott laughed.
"That depends on who you ask. If you ask Alan he will tell you yes. But if you ask Danny he will defend my honour and say no,"
"Would Danny be lying?"
"Maybe," I smiled.
"Are you seeing him official? Are you his girlfriend?" Scott asked more seriously.
"Hmm . . . No. I was his week girlfriend then I was just seeing him,"
"Is he good in bed?"
"He's okay," I shrugged.
"Not good enough for you to blow him?" The driver looked at me in his rear view mirror and I rolled my eyes.
"You know someone has to have something different for me to do that,"
"Is it true he has a small cock?" Scott asked and I choked.
"Not telling," I shook my head.
"So that's a yes,"
"No, why do guys think that," I sighed.
"Here," the driver said. He had pulled up by the gates. Scott payed him and we got out.
"Show me round. By the way, where am I staying?" Scott asked. I showed my pass to the guard and he let us in.
"You know about that, I kind of made a promise to Austin,"
"I don't want to know, Gem," he said as we started towards the buses.
"No, I mean you're staying there and in exchange you're giving them free tattoos,"
"Why wasn't I told about this?"
"Scott please," I begged. "They party hard,"
"Hmm . . ."
"For me," I said and looked at him desperately.
"Don't look at me like that. Fine, Gem, fine,"
"Thank you!" I exclaimed and took his hand. We went to Of Mice's bus and I knocked the door. After a minute Tino answered and let us in. Scott came in after me and stood his case up by the sofa. Everyone looked over at us and I smiled. "This is Scott. Your bus buddy for a week," I told them.
"Hey," Scott nodded. Austin came over and crushed his lips down on mine. I smiled and he broke away.
"Cool tattoos," Alan noted.
"That's the only complement you've given me," I said.
"It wasn't for you," Alan stuck his tongue out at me.
"You know we've been here over a minute and you have still not tried to get him drunk. I'm disappointed," I frowned.
"Got it covered," Aaron called and set a bottle of vodka on the table.
"I think I prefer the Pierce boys. They have Whiskey,"
"But you have me," Austin grinned.
"Are they always like this?" Scott asked.
"Sadly," Alan nodded.
"What's happened to you, Gem? You used to tease guys then have sex with them in the toilets," Scott teased.
"One time, Scott," I groaned.
"Hey, I think you and I should talk," Austin urged. I rolled my eyes and flopped down onto the sofa. Aaron threw me a bottle and I opened it, talking a large gulp.

Notes

Hey! What do you think? Scott is back! What will happen next? :)