A/N: Hey guys, those people whoare actually reading the story thanks a million :) just so you know, i'm christian so i do make references to God and how amazing he is, if you dont agree with me, please do not leave bad reviews, but i would like reviews. So tell me if you like it, what i can improve on, i'd appriciate that alot thats bunch! :)
Lindsey was in a predicament. No, no that was definitely an understatement. Big time. There was no doubt about it. This was probably the worst situation she had ever put herself in. That wasn't saying much, but still.
She was stranded. Alone. By herself. Well, not necessarily 'alone' but she wasn't necessarily surrounded by the best crowd of people. She was at a concert. But not just any concert, Warped. But it wasn't like she was just at a Warped close to home, no, she was actually five hours away from home and had her ride was called home on an emergency. Jessica, her ride, had to hurry home because her mom had to go to the hospital, Lindsey was supposed to have gone with her, but she hadn't wanted to miss this, it was her first Warped, and it was great but now that the last bands were going on to perform and it was late, she was stranded.
It was not the best thing for a seventeen-year-old girl to be stranded five hours away from home with no around that she knew. Jessica had promised to call her first thing in the morning, and Lindsey felt extremely dumb now for not jut going back with her best friend. She couldn't call her mom, she would freak, her dad was away on business and if he found out there would be hell to pay. But it was summer! She was seventeen, eighteen in two months exactly. It was August 15th. October 15th she would be eighteen and finally moving out of her parent's house. Not very far away, only a five-minute drive but still!
Anyways, she decided to loose her self in the music of the last band playing and to just go with the flow for a moment. She'd worry about a ride later. She swayed with the crowd and her head banged to the beat. She sang the parts she knew and then, it was over. It went to quick. Now she had to worry.
She waited outside the arena where the concert had been held and sat on the curb, holding her phone, flipping it up, then down. God, she began to pray, I just pray you keep me safe tonight, provide for me Lord. She said, In Jesus name I pray… She lifted her head up to the sky and hummed tunes to herself. See, Lindsey really wasn't supposed to be here. She was a good girl, went to church, had good grades but she just happened to like pop punk music and screamo. But really, even listening to that, she didn't listen to anything profane. She loved God and wouldn't listen to anything against him. Bands like Blessthefall and The Almost were some of her favorites.
It was now ten o'clock at night and she no ride home, she didn't know anyone here and there were some guys standing a few feet away that were now closing in on her. As the drew closer she decided to stand and walk away but it was too late then, they had sped up and as soon as she stood they were in front of her. "Crap." She muttered under her breath.
"Hey," one of them said, there were four. They were all your typical skater/scene boys. And they were all extremely man pretty, but she was not about to be cornered all alone in an unfamiliar place with no one she knew closer than five hours away.
The first one was blonde; the one who had said something; Lindsey assumed he was their leader.
She could just run, but where to? But wasn't that dramatic? She didn't know their intentions, but really did she have to? They were teenage, maybe at the oldest twenty-year-old boys. They smiled like alcohol and pot, and now they were approaching a girl who was alone, their intentions, if Lindsey had to take a wild guess, they were trying to get her to sleep with one, or all of them. Yeah, right, like that would happen.
Lindsey kind of nodded in response to him. The first boy looked around then at her, "you alone?"
She nodded, and then she cursed her self for not even trying to lie, but she was a horrible liar so they would have known even if she tried.
"Really?" a second boy said. He was the tallest one out of them only by one or two inches, but he had thick black hair that fell in his face, just long enough to shadow his eyes.
Lindsey's heart was pounding. This was bad. "Guy's I kind of have to pee, so you know, I'm going to head in that direction." That wasn't a lie, she was so scared she really might just pee her pants.
"Here, how about we escort you? You're all alone, it's dangerous out here." The first boy said, the third and fourth ones were just grinning manically, that didn't help her much.
Crap, she thought, crap, I'm going to get raped and die. She looked up at the dark night sky and said, "God help me." But it was too quiet for the guys to hear. And then.
"Hey, there you are babe, I was starting to worry." Someone said from behind her. She turned around so fast she almost fell over but the guy who had said it had caught her. He smiled at her genuinely and her eyes widened a little bit. She wanted to smile and shout 'Thank you God!' but she couldn't at the moment so she said it in her head. God had sent someone to help, but not just any someone, John Oh. Insanely man pretty lead singer of The Maine.
John put his arms around her and pulled her close to his chest, his put his face close to her ear and whispered, "I was watching the scene, just play along." She nodded once. Like he had to tell her to play along? He was saving her butt. Maybe even literally…
He released her and looked into her eyes, "What're you doing out here?"
Before Lindsey had a chance to respond the second guy said, "Hey who are you?" John turned to face them but his hand wrapped around Lindsey's. "John O'Callaghan, The Maine. And I'm her boyfriend." He said, suddenly he sounded very protective. John's talking voice was kind of hoarse, but it was quiet and calming and Lindsey needed to be calmed.
"Really?" the second guy said. Lindsey changed her mind; maybe the blonde wasn't the leader? He crossed his arms and quirked an eyebrow.
"She said she was alone." One of the other two boys said. He had brown hair and was shirtless, sporting a nice body even though it was on the skinny side.
John had said to follow along, which meant I had to improvise and think of a quick excuse as to why she would say that. Then she got it. "I am." She interrupted; John shot her an incredulous look. He was trying to get her out of this, was she going to blow it like that?
She turned to face John and she crossed her arms, "I'm still mad at you." His lips twitched upward slightly and he mentally smirked. She was improvising, making it more interesting and easier to make up lines.
"Babe," John said. "It was an accident. And, Patrick, Garret and Kenny are all out looking for you." Lindsey wanted to laugh so badly, because this felt so real.
"Well, tell them to call off the search, because I'm not going back." She glared at him. And she could see a slight amount of amusement is his green eyes. "Babe" he said throwing his arms up. "I'm sorry!"
"I bet you are." She said. Out of the corner of her eyes she saw the four boys watching the scene. The Second boy, Mister Tall guy was still staring at us his arms crossed. The Blonde guy had a hand on his hip. The Shirtless one hand his hands in his pockets and the fourth one, Mister Quiet, was holding a skateboard and looking off into the distance rather uninterested.
"What do I have to do?" he said. She shrugged, "I don't know. And then John felt rather impulsive, knowing that this could go on for quite a while if he didn't do something to hurry it up. So he grabbed Lindsey by the shoulders and then he leaned forward and he kissed her. His hands went from his shoulders to cupping her face.
Lindsey's heart was beating faster than she had ever felt before, and her eyes were as wide as possible. She knew this was just part of the act, but still. John Oh. John O'Callaghan was kissing her. This was a once in a lifetime thing for a girl like her. She had to enjoy it. So she closed her eyes and moved closer to him, her arms going around him and it was amazing how well the fit together like that.
"Whatever." The tall boy said and he and the other three began to walk away. John and Lindsey pulled apart and just in case they were still watching, John swept the hair from Lindsey's face, smiling like crazy, man they had put on a show. He took her hand in his and they began to walk.
"I'm John by the way." He said when they were far enough away to talk and let go of each other's hands.
"I know. You're John Oh. You sing some of my favorite songs." Lindsey admitted. He smirked. And they continued to walk.
"We put on a good show huh?" he said smiling at her. She laughed slightly, "That sir we did."
"I have to admit when you said you were alone again I had no idea what you were doing." John said shoving his hands into his jean pockets. His red hoodie was zipped halfway up and he was wearing the same white t-shirt he'd been wearing during his show. He had a pair of Aviators on his head and the tongue of his white Nikes stuck out of his skinny jeans and his black and white belt was visible.
Lindsey had always admired his style, though many guys dressed like that – it was typical dress attire for someone who listened to and played his type of music – but John had always pulled it off better than most of the other guys, especially with his messy – but styled that way – hair. John was tall and skinny, had charming smile and light green eyes.
Lindsey was dressed rather plain compared to him. Jessica had tried to get her to tease her hair and to dress in major scene fashion, but that just wasn't her thing. Her brown hair was long and reached the middle of her back and she wore a plain white v-neck t-shirt and a pair of denim skinny jeans and high top converse. And she had her cross necklace around her neck at all times, she was proud to show her profession of faith to God. She was tall and curvy, not a skinny stick figure like most girls these days. She had high cheekbones, big ocean blue eyes and pretty perfectly shaped lips.
John felt somewhat relaxed walking next to her. She wasn't a crazy fan girl who was trying to get him to take a picture with him. Not that he was at all complaining about those girls, they got the band where it was now. But it was a change of pace, a relief.
"Well," Lindsey said, " I had to make up some kind on answer, figured you might not know what to say."
"And I didn't, I was stumped right then." He said. Lindsey smiled and nodded. It was then that John realized he did not know her name, and after that scene he should at least get her name.
"So, are you willing to surrender a name?" he asked her. Lindsey blushed slightly embarrassed that she had forgotten to mention a simple thing like her name.
"Lindsey." She said, "Lindsey Cross."
"Nice to meet you." He said, extending his hand to her. "Yeah." She said. "Thanks for rescuing me, I was seriously scared and thought I was going to die."
"Which brings me to my next question," John said, "Why are you all alone at Warped at like ten thirty at night? This place isn't exactly the best place to be alone that late."
"I know, I know." She said, "it's my fault, cause I'm kind of stupid, but my friend who drove me here had to leave and so I stayed here and she is supposed to come get me tomorrow."
"Why tomorrow?" he asked, "don't you live around here?"
"Not exactly." She said.
"Meaning…?"
"Five hours away." She said barely loud enough for him to hear. His jaw dropped and he looked at her in disbelief. She lived five hours away and had let her only means of transportation drive all the way home.
"You can call me stupid if you want" she said.
"You're stupid." John said jokingly. "But seriously, what do you plan to do? Do you need somewhere to sleep? It might not be the greatest, but we've got room in our bus." He said.
"Really? She said, "You barely know, you kissed me, you called me stupid and now you want me to sleep in your tour van?"
"When you put it that way it sounds bad." He said. She laughed, "Honestly John, I would be eternally grateful if you even let me sleep with all the baggage."
He laughed and smiled, "not a problem, but be prepared, the boys are going to get a kick out of this."
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