Chapter 1
(Before I start: I will not be using Justin's fame in this, this is his outside life. Also il be switching POV's but most of the time it will be Bo's.)
I walk downstairs of the club. My heels clinking against the floor. I'm separated from my friends who are intoxicated. I can almost smell
the sweat from people around me having too much fun. I was never the kind of girl who would have a make out scene in a public place,
but to every one else I was a normal 19 year old girl. I was walking towards my friends when I got stopped by these boys a little older
then me. They smelt drunk. I could feel my heart beating a little faster. The taller on took me by my weak wrist "where do you think
your going?" They said. I could reply my words were stuck in my throat. His other friends were laughing and encouraging him to go on.
And he did. He placed his hand over my bum and shoved my closer. The fast actions forced my instincts to place both of my hands
against his chest. I push his hard chest away from me increasing the distance between us. His grin turned into a frown tilting his head
to the side. Obviously disappointed. I was getting scared. I could feel my head burning up. He grabbed both of my wrists now. Holding
them too tight for comfort He yanked me even closer this time. I could almost taste his sweat. I wiggled to try to increase space
between but he gripped my wrists tighter. He replaced one hand with the other holding both my tiny wrists in his one big hand. His free
hand took my back. His touch lingering up the back of my shirt leaving tingles of fear. I wiggled more. Whimpering even. That just made
his touch stop. Forcing it hard against my bare skin. My body forced against his. My chest moving up and down erratically. He liked my
reaction and pushed my back more and more until our shirts seemed to be the only thing keeping our skin apart my chest beating
faster. He was taller then me, and he used height as an advantage looking down at my breast as they were pushed against his torso.
He knelt his head down putting his nose above my breast, skimming the top. His friends all laughed seeing me so helpless. His touch
sickened me. His nose dug only a little deeper between my breast before trailing up to my neck. I shivered at his touch. I felt out a
whimper. But that only made his grip tighten more. "Please. Please stop." I said quite finding my words again. He only grinned at my
words leaving kisses up my neck to my jaw. "We're going to have some fun." His raspy voice said. My eyes slammed shut at his words.