A Sequel to an Alan Ashby Fanfiction

It was now 3:15am and I was still singing my heart out to Placebo with my headphones in. I had about five more minutes of mopping left when my favourite song, Hold On To Me from Placebo started to play. I had loved this song since the last OMAM tour. It basically describes how I feel and whatever. I start to sing along to the best of my ability;

Who let the cat out of the bag
Who told the world that I was older?
Who laughed at all I had?
Who said the race was over?
I am a small and gentle man
Who carries the world upon his shoulder’s
Kindly lend a helping hand…
Come over
And hold onto me,
Hold onto me,
And hold on to me,
Hold on
And my behaviours hard to understand
When I’m like a phone with no connection
But I’m still doing all I can
To try and get me some redemption
And I’m knee deep in sinking sand
Crying out for your attention
Kindly lend a helping hand
For once defy convention
And hold onto me,
Hold onto me,
And hold on to me,
Hold on
And hold onto me,
Hold onto me,
And hold on to me,
Hold on

As the song ends I recognise the sound of applause. Who the hell is on the bus?! Is it Jared?! I frantically whip myself around and I am confronted by Amanda, Jen, Anouk, Phil, Aaron, Tino, Austin and Alan. Who are standing in front of the tour bus door, looking gobsmacked.
“You never told us that you could sing!!!” Amanda squealed.
“It never came up.” I shrugged.
“You!” Austin slurred, “Were amazing! Wasn’t she amazing?!” Austin turned to the boys who drunkenly agreed as the girls drunkenly cheered.
“Okay okay enough, to bed with all of you.” I grinned.
“You heard her baby.” Anouk said as she growled sexily into Phil’s ear as she led him to the room with the double bed. I cringed in mock disgust as they practically ran to the double bed room.
“Gotta say, I love the singing, but I love that outfit more” Alan winked at me. I was still wearing my white short shorts and tight black singlet. I blushed and looked down at my feet. I didn’t know what to say. It felt good to get some attention off of Alan but I didn’t deserve it. He was too good for me, he deserved someone else, someone who wasn’t damaged, someone who was perfect.
“Hey! This place is clean!” Tino broke the silence, everyone then realized that I had cleaned.
“This floor is so shiny I can see my face!” Austin leant down to the floor and admired his face.
“No, Austin, you can see your face because it’s still wet!” I laughed and swatted him away with the mop. I looked over at the group and saw Alan whisper something into Aaron’s ear.
“Bed!” Aaron shouted, causing us to jump. Amanda looked at Aaron, then at Alan and then at me.
“Bed!” She repeated, grabbing Jen, who grabbed Tino and they walked down the hall.
“Oh yeah, bed.” Austin said sheepishly as he speed walked down the hall to his bedroom.
This now left me… and a very drunk Alan. All alone. Alan’s phone beeped, signalling he had a text. He quickly replied to it before setting it down. Alan walked over to me and hugged me.
“I’ve missed you, you know?” He whispered into my ear.
“You were only gone a few hours.” I giggled.
“No, silly! After our Warped Tour, we didn’t talk for five months. I missed you.” I was melting from his words. I knew Alan was sweet, but this sweet?
Before I could react, the voices made their appearance;
He only wants sex.
He only wants you because he has been drinking.
He only wants because you’re cheap, easy.
Jared had a piece of you so now Alan wants a piece.
In that moment, I was determined to shut the voices up, I broke the hug from Alan and walked to the fridge. I pulled out a bottle of Jack Daniels and two glasses. I poured the drink into the two glasses.

I had been drinking for an hour or two and I was suddenly almost as drunk as Alan. We were on the lounge, I was laying down with my feet in Alan’s lap, Alan was stroking my calves and we were just telling funny moments we’ve had on tour;
“A fan slapped me once. She thought I was dating her favourite band member because we had hugged in public and she slapped me.” I laughed, Alan had lost it, his body was being racked with laughter.
There was then silence between us for a few minutes, I decided I would break this silence. I climbed onto Alan’s lap and straddled him, I threw my arms around his neck.
“You know when we were talking before and you said you missed me?” I asked him. Alan nodded silently.
“I missed you too.” I smiled at him. Alan grinned at me and I grinned back as our lips met and we started to make out.
Alan’s hands were sliding up and down my legs, then they made their way to my butt, then up my back. Alan lightly pulled my hair and I moaned.
“Bed. Now.” Alan said through gritted. I bit my lip and nodded as Alan pulled me to our bedroom.
Alan quickly opened our door and closed it behind us. He then pushed me up against the door and proceeded to kiss me, his fingers played with the edges of my singlet before he pulled it off of me. He stared at my half naked body;
“You’re turn” I winked at him as Alan grinned and pulled off his shirt. Alan picked me up and took me to his bed. Once again we were kissing. Alan hooked his fingers into my pants and slid them off, taking my panties with them. Alan then took off his pants and underwear, allowing his erection to spring free, and my god he was well endowed.
Alan grabbed a condom and threw the covers over us.
We were in for a great night.

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