AN: I have been reading fanfiction stories for more than a year now. And finally decided to give it a try. I would ask like to ask you to leave a review, but not only that you liked this one or something like that, but I would like to hear some healthy criticism. That would be a great help if I will try to keep writing here. So you guys, are kinda what will decide whether I should write more or not. Be gentle, I'm not native English Speaker, so it's extra hard for me.

Disclaimer: All characters are mine and mistakes belong to Charlaine Harris. Or maybe the other way, I might have mixed it...

SPOV

Black Hole Sun by Soundgarden was playing through speakers. I and Pam were already half way to getting drunk singing out loud and mumbling through places we couldn't remember. Tray and Amelia were sitting in front of us tired and if the looks could kill some people wouldn't be starring at us singing loud out of tune and swaying hands held up high. We were travelling and right now we were sitting in great beer bar in Briussels, Belgium. Beer was bitter and strong... Just like I and Pam liked it. The bar was supposed to close in a bit but neither Pam nor I wanted to go back to hostel room. Few guys sitting on the stool by the bar weren't taking their eyes off of us. Tray with Amelia were shooting disapproving looks about our behaviour and declined our offer for them to go home while we stay here. Two twenty year old girls in a foreign country alone, this could end up badly as they said.

Pam was my friend while Amelia and Tray were from my university. They invited me to go on a trip with them, and I guess now they are cursing themselves, cause all they want is to go sleep and not look after two tipsy girls. Pam in her usual manner was hitting on Tray just to annoy the sweety couple. That resulted in uncomfortable Tray and annoyed Amelia. Way to go Pam.

Suddenly a our waiter came over. He was asian guy with some weird tattoos.

"Well, ladies, are you enjoying beer that I chose?"

"Are you kidding me?" shouted Pam "You look sexy as hell and have great taste in beer. I'm wondering whether I should drag you to bathroom and fuck you or drag you to church and marry you."

Waiter laughed it off though I saw how his eyes darkned at Pam's first offer.

"We are closing in half an hour, would you like more beer? A gentlman maybe too?" He turned to Tray. Tray wasn't drinking. He was sport and health fanatic so he didn't drink, smoke or have any other bad habits. Weird for 20year old, I know, but it just how it is. Tray, of course declined offer by shaking his head.

"Hey, do you know any rock bar or club nearby?" I asked.

"Actually there is one just few minutes walk away. When you go out, turn immediately to the right and you walk a few hundred meters and you will see Rock Classics on your left."

Bartender left and I looked sheepisly at Tray and Amelia. From their look I could bet that they were thinking of ways to kill me brutally firstly tortchuring me for hours.

"Guys, you can go home, you don't really have to go with us. Me and Pam can take of ourselves."

"Sookie, you know your mom will kill me if a hair from your head falls off." Amelia met my mother and she what a pain in the ass she is.

"Ames, dear, let's make it this way. We go to this club if it's nothing good in there, we are out, okey?"

Amelia exchange look with Tray while Pam winked at me. Tray sighted:

"Ok, but please make it quick, we have been standing all day long walking through museums, I'm tired as hell..."

"Will do Mr. Perfect. Gosh, Ames, he is so boring, why do you put up with him?"

That Pam. She was making Amelia go crazy with one moment flirting with Tray another talking how lame he is. Let me tel you few thing about Pam. She's 6 feet tall, slim blonde and with blue eyes. She is beautiful and self confident. If we were lesbians or bisexuals, we probalbly would be married. Well that's what we are planning if we don't find great guys. We are just that perfect together. The only thing we need to become a real couple is to fuck each other. Or at least kiss.

I on the other hand am way shorter than her. I'm 5'5 with wawy blone hair, and you couldn't call me slim at all. I think that I should loose quite bit of my weight, but Pam says, that if lost any bit of my breast, she will kill me. That's what I got, a D cup breasts but my belly is definitely not flat and I think my thights are too fat cause they touch each other in the top while I stand in unatractive way. So of course, especially when I'm with Pam, I feel kinda self-conscious and little bit shy. But not too much I guess. Especially not when I'm drunk.

And I gotta admit, I'm quite innocent... to be specific, I'm a virgin. I know that's rare and only a few 20 year olds are like that nowadays. I might be sometimes a bit pervy with my friends and you would never guess that my cherry is still unpopped. So I think of myself as a little dog that barks a lot and doesn't bite. I talk a lot about things that are related to sex, but am still untouched. Wrong word again. Touched, but a virgin.

But back to the trip. So we paid our bill in the bar and left. Pam and I practically ran in front while Amelia and Tray were arguing quietly in the back. Obviously about us going to the club, but we were to drunk to care.

As waiter said, we reached club immediately. We walked through little tunnel that led to the doors of the Rock Classics. It looked like castles basement, with a very few people. But who cares. Pam and I exchanged look and turned to Tray with Amelia.

"I guess see you in the morning, we are staying. There is no reason for you to stay. You don't like rock and you are tired, go back or you will miss the last metro."

'Last metro' must have been magic words. They practically ran out without putting a fight about us staying (though we later we found out they were late for two minutes to get in metro and so they had to walk back home for one and half hour without map… I guess shit happens).

So finally freedom from sickening couple. We droped our coats on the chair and went straight to the bar. There was working a young guy about our age, he was tall. At least tall for me. Pam as always rolled her eyes that he wasn't tall enough. Only an inch taller when her. We sat on the stools and looked around. There were three more people sitting by the bar. One of them was about sixty, another about forty and finally someone fun, a guy also about our age which in our usual drunk manner started harrasing. To be honest we picked two people for harrasing. Bartender, which we learned was named Sam and that younger guy who was sitting on my right.

"Cmon, turn something from AC/DC, we don't know any of songs that you are playing so please PLEASE switch to AC/DC, Sam."

Bartender walked to the computer where he was controling music.

"Maybe later."

"You have been saying that for half an hour and you still keep playing that junk that we don't know."

Sam just smiled and went to drying glasses. I threw him an angry look at which he laughes and mumbled "Adorable".

I turned around only to notice that Pam wasn't sitting in her stool. A guy sitting next to my right with whom I was chating, poking each other and throwing commical insult to each other pointed to the part of the bar that I haven't noticed before. Pam was sitting there buy a table with a few guys. And she left me. Not something I was willing let go easily. I went to her and sat next to her without saying a word to her new friends. When she finally noticed me sitting, she explained that she went to the bathroom which was in this side of bar and she just started talking with a guy sitting in front of her about war games. Typical Pam. She is a war games addict. Medal of Honor, Call of Duty. That's how she rolles.

Suddenly I felt tapping on my shoulder and heard a masculing voice.

"Pick a card."

As once Pam said, when I'm drunk you won't necessary notice if you don't know me. I just talk more than usually and am way more emotional. So I turned to the voice and took the card out. It was Spades Ace. He took the card without watching at it and put it in the middle. Then he stretched the deck to me and said.

"Take the first card and look at it." And it was same Spades Ace. Now remebember, I was drunk and very emotional. I jumped up from my chair and immediately sat buy that guys table. And what a guy he was. I could tell that he was very tall. Taller than Pam for sure. Blonde shoulder length hair lying messily. Blue eyes looked cold and hypnotising. And he had maybe two days beard which was sexy as hell. He looked like a better version of Kurt Cobain.

"You gotta show me how to do that!"

"Sorry, dear. Magicans don't give up their secrets."

"Oh no. Don't you dear go about all this magician shit. Show me how to do it."

He didn't. He kept showing tricks that were each better than the other. He sat lazily leanning bck and without any effort showing tricks with his fast hands. He looked slitghty amused about my excitment on every trick he showed. Finally he put his cards in a pocked and leaned forward me.

"So what's your name, dear?"

"Susanna. But nobody calls me so. Everyone calls me Sookie. You can too. But if you want you can call me Susanna. Or Suz. Or Sookie, which I prefer most. But I don't really care."

He laughed deeply. "I'm Eric, Sookie." My name has never sounded better...

"Are you from here, Eric?"

"No. I'm from Sweden. We came yesterday and are leaving tomorrow."

"We are tourists too. We are from England. We came yesterday too. And are leaving the day after tomorrow, on Tuesday. Actually there are two more people travelling with us, but they left to hostel leaving me and Pam" I showed to her "to have some fun without them."

"Are you single?" Eric leaned even futher more leaving only two inches away from our faces.

"No, I'm not." When a guy askes only a few questions about you and one of them is whether you are single, he wants only one thing from you. So of course I lied. At exactly that moment Pam leaned to put me some beer on the table and started to turn to her the other table back to "her guys" when I blurted, I don't know why. "Pam and I have been together for one and half year."

Pam looked apathetically at me and my magician. "In a few months will be two years." And with that she sat on the other table. Yes, we were that easy. We were kinda synchronised. We didn't need to talk a lot to explain what we need at the moment.

"What about you?" I asked.

"No girlfriend. Why keep hanging out with someone that annoys you? I do have a few fuck buddies to be honest."

I took my beer ant turned back to Eric after drinking half of it. And I started feeling quite flirty. I heard that Rammstein started playing. Pam ran out with a guy maybe a little taller than me to dance with. If Pam is out dancing with shorter guy, she's drunk.

I looked at Eric smiling. "Wanna dance?"

"I'm way to drunk to stand up. Not gonna happen." I laughed. I could crearly see that he is not drunk, tipsy maybe, but not drunk. I stood up and tried to pull him up. Yeah good luck trying to move a giant like that. Eric just circled his hands around my waist and pulled me on his lap.

"Let me go, Pam will be pissed if she sees that." I wasn't totally lying. Though she wasn't an angel. She didn't want me to loose virginity in a bar like this or go fooling around now. She said that first time has to be special. And then let the fun begin with whomever wherever you want.

"Oh yes, I forgot two lesbians that are protective with each other."

"Nooo... It's not like that. We are bisexual. And we aren't that jealous. If you were a girl, she would mind, but about a guy, not so much." I kept lying.

"So if I kissed you? What would she do?" He leaned into me. He seemed so close to my face all evening. Or night, should I say.

"Depends from her mood. She is usually only jealous of other girls. So they are of limits. Though we can enjoy other guys sometimes."

Eric growled and leaned those few inches and kissed me hard on the mouth. He immediatelly stick his tongue in my mouth which I accepted without second thought. I tried to be the one in charge of the kiss, but that didn't last long. I gave up immediatelly and just enjoyed his mouth on mine for a few minutes. Eric pulled my back hair a bit, which was new to me. Suddenly I heard Pam's laugh approaching and with all my strenth i pulled away and jumped from his lap on the chair. And started fixing my hair looking around nervously. I know, silly, but as I mentioned hundred times before, I was drunk. Pam looked at me and noticed immediately that something was wrong. She sat back to her previous table but kept looking back at me. Eric leaned and asked.

"Sookie, do you want to go outside to get some fresh air?"

Fresh air my ass. You probably only would suck out my air from my lungs. Which sounds... appealing.

"Sure."

Eric reached his hand to grab mine, but I went to Pam and said that I'm going out to get some fresh air.

"Make it quick, or I'm going to come and get you. No funny business."

Eric was already outside and I just saw him turn to the left out of the tunel. Without thinking twice I followed him and attacked his mouth with mine. I never were this contolling while kissing and so on. His trying to control me made me want to rebel. But just like before I lost. While kissing he led me backwards to the wall and sat me on the stone sill that was there. I was wearing a skirt which I only do a few times a year. And that skirt was a bit o tight to spread my legs to let him closer to me. Eric put his hands on my hips bringing them up, and of course pulling my skirt up. I, Sookie Stackhouse, in the the middle of the night kissing strange man in foreign country with her skirt pulled up. My parents would be proud...

"We are not having sex, Eric."

"Of course not here."

"I mean at all. It's just kissing, got it?"

"Works for me."

He kissed me again. Few people were walking by, they couldn't really see me and I won't see them again anyway, so I didn't give a fuck about any of them. He once again pushed me by my hair at which I answered the same. I pulled his hair back maybe a bit to hard. He stopped kissing me and looked at my eyes. Than he grabbed my head by his hands and turned my head and started kissing my neck under my ear. I dig my nails into his back. Eric started pulling his one hand through my back and then led it between my legs. I pulled back again and moaned.

"You have no idea how badly I want to fuck you."

"What if I'm still a virgin?"

"Yeah right…"He just laughed and crashed his mouth at me again not letting his hand go away from my core.

And suddenly I became as blunt as I have never been before. I reached still kissing him for his belt and unbuckled it.

"Did you change your mind? If yes, we shouldn't to do it here. Your girlfriend might be mad."

"We are not having sex, so just enjoy."

I lowered his zipper and reached inside his pants. He was already hard.

"Aren't you afraid that someone sees us?"

"We are leaving from here in a few days, nobody cares cause nobody knows us."

I pulled my head up letting him know that I wanted a kiss. Eric obviously understood what I wanted and so he bent his head to kiss me. His finger was massaging my clit while I was stroking him fast and from time to time massaging his balls. If his moaning, changing force in kiss and breathing was any indicator, I can say I was pretty damn good.

Suddenly he let go of my mound and reached my hand that was on his dick and directed it above my head. Still keeping his lips against mine he breathed.

"If you keep going I will cum and that will be messy for both of us."

All I could do in response was giggle. Eric put his dick back in his pants without fixing his clothes started kissing me again.

Then I heard my name being shouted in a tunnel and seconds later Pam appeared.

"Nice. Leave kids alone for a few minutes. And look what happens." She looked at his unbuckled belt and my skirt rolled up. "He didn't rape you?"

"PAM!"

"NO!" We shouted at once.

"I guess not, you are still wearing your tights. Now go back to the bar. I'm not leaving you alone." She threw a deadly glare to Eric and pushed me to go inside.

Pam led me to the table where Eric was sitting before. But first I went to wash my hands. By the table there were two other guys sitting. When Eric came bringing himself and me beer, those guys starting whistling. I was so embarrassed that I chose to ignore that something happened. Pam sat me on a chair and sat next to me leaving the only free place for Eric in front of her. I gave him apologetic look, it's not going to be good for him.

I turned to look at one of Eric's friends and started chatting noticing that Pam put her foot against Eric's crotch and let me tell you, not in romantic way. From the look on his face you could tell that she is making him hurt.

"Pam, stop harassing him…"

"Stay away from it. You are drunk."

I couldn't argue that. She knew best how I look drunk. Sam came over to take empty glasses from the table. I turned to him.

"Can you play Nine Inch Nails?"

Guys looked at us.

"You know NIN?"

"Of course. They are great!"

"You are amazing. I'm taking you home to Sweden." Said Eric.

"Fuck off, you sweet mouth." Pam said while pressing her leg more to his crotch, which made him wince.

"Seriously, it this girl is treating you badly, you can always come to me."

I laughed it off. I might have just given him a hand job, but I'm not stupid.

"How old are you guys?" Asked a guy with black dreads.

"We are both twenty." I answered. Pam was too busy torturing and glaring at Eric.

"Cool. I'm Alcide by the way. I'm 26 so I'm like an adult around those two. They are 25 both. I'm here to keep an eye on them." So Eric is 25, interesting.

"What do you do?"

"We all are guitarists."

"Three of you? Why would a band need tree guitarists?"

"We are from two different bands. Those two are from one and I'm another."

Seems like they are tricking us. Oh who cares, we won't meet ever again anyway.

"We are students. I'm English major and she is into economics."

"Uuu… Smart girls, me like it." Said Alcide. "Maybe you should break up and start dating these guys. They are both such a manwhores. I have a girlfriend and those two should too."

"I would rather fuck myself than any of you." Said the third guy. That made me laugh, especially considering the way he was looking at Pam.

"What is wrong with you?" Pam asked him. And I couldn't help myself…

"EVERYTHING!" I said while making bow with my hands. That's our joke from 5second films videos.

"You know 5second films?" Asked Alcide.

"Of course!" Pam laughed.

"Today I'm gonna wear socks and sandals!" Screamed he.

"Looking for these asshole?" said Pam and I at once after pretending to shoot him and started laughing hysterically.

"You've been… thunderstruck!"

"This is why you changed your name?" We started laughing again.

"Finally more youtube fans, huh?"

"Nerds for ever!" I and Pam hi fived each other and then gave hi five for Alcide on his different hands. I looked at Eric and he was watching me smiling. He slipped me his phone under the table where was written: contacts? I wrote Sookie Stackhouse – facebook. After I gave back his phone back he looked at it and winked at me. Who was I kidding? Either he is a liar lying about a band that is quite known in Sweden or either he won't write me, cause why would raising little star contact silly me from different country?

"Sookie, it's five already. We should leave."

"Oh c'mon, you aren't leaving, are you?"

"We have to. It's late and tomorrow morning we are going to the parliament at 9 o'clock. So we will have to wake up sooner…"

"You could wait till 6am, the metro will start working then again." Eric finally started talking again.

"Pam?"

"No, enough of affairs, we are going home." I just shrugged at Eric. Pam stood up pulling me with her.

"It was nice to meet you guys."

Everyone stood up. I saw that Eric tried to come to me, but I intentionally turned to the third, quiet guy and hugged him.

"It was nice meeting you. Don't fuck yourself." We both laughed.

"Your girlfriend is lucky one, Alcide, you are awesome!"

"So are you, nerd." He said hugging me back.

I noticed that Pam went to take our coats, so I turned to Eric and immediately was given a goodbye kiss. It was very short but really hot. As all kisses with him were. I pulled back, cause if I let myself get lost in kiss again, Pam would really kick his balls off.

"It was nice meeting you, Eric."

"Oh it was pleasure indeed."

Finally Pam and I left Rock Classics.

"How far did you go?"

"Oh, not much…"

"Spill it."

"I gave him a hand job."

"Seriously, Sookie? Did he force you?" She looked terrified from the thought of not taking care of me and a big bad blond taking advantage of me.

"That was all me…"

"He used you…"

"Pam, stop it. I am embarrassed enough myself."

"I should have kicked his balls off."

"Stop it. We won't see him anymore. I won't ever hear from him. That's just what happened here. And it stays here. Let's forget it."

"Ok, golden fingers."

"Pam!"

"I'm just saying…"

AN: Rock Classics http:/www . rockclassic . be/ intro . html

three 5 second films videos that were mentioned in this story:

youtube . com /watch?v=Z2nrevkMAwU&feature=channel_video_title

youtube . com /watch?v=-Mhuk1YcRVY&feature=channel_video_title

youtube . com /watch?v=FkAUFeOyf6s&feature=channel_video_title

I'm not really planning to continue this story. But if there is at least 15 people who wants to see what's next, I will write more for sure. And let me know if it's enough, if you would like one more or two chapters to give them happily ever after or you want a whole multi chapter story.

So feel free to review, and let me know how did it go ;)