This story is derived from a longer story that Gabzter, another friend and I made up. Basically, we're on a band and James and Kendall are our boyfriends, we get in trouble, have many adventures, parties, fun, blab la… it's pretty funny, so please read it, even though this chapter is long and doesn't talk much about any BTR guy at the beginning (also because it is first person POV), but I promise it will get more James/OC centric as the story unfolds.
Disclaimer: The only characters I own are Gabz, Sass and myself, oh, and Davie Tscharke, who is product of our imaginations but wish he were real because he is such a badass sexy Australian. Big Time Rush and any other band mentioned (except from Le Dudes) are owned by someone who is, sadly, not me.
It was a very busy afternoon in the Le Dudes residence, because that night we were having the first party that would introduce us to the world of Hollywood and Rock n' Roll. Every famous band we could thought of was invited, as well as every solo artist, and the disco room in our mansion (yes, our house is mega-awesome) was set ready to have the time of our lives that night.
Why were we throwing a party, you wonder? Well, a few months ago we came together as a band when we finally found Davie on a Café playing guitar and singing like a boss. We immediately knew he was the one and he was integrated as the bassist. Gabz and I had already been given A LOT of money by a modeling company for our designer works. I'm not going to tell you how much money it was; you just put the facts together: it was enough (and more) to build the house of our dreams, which had anything you could think of and was, of course, HUGE.
Well, back to the story; simultaneously we had got signed by a discography to record an album; we worked pretty fast (we are very inspired kids) and finished our first album in the three months it took for the workers to finish building our mansion. We moved in it just one month ago and now we have to leave it to go on tour, so were we told by our manager. The response of the public to our first single was extremely good (beginner's luck on a whole 'nother level) and so our album (which had been released just 2 weeks ago) had sold 500,000 copies on the first week, which is something incredible for newbies such as us. We started touring in two days, so this party was celebrating the kickoff of our first tour (which was headlining) and the success of the release of our first album.
I still couldn't believe that less than 8 months ago Gabz, Sass and I were looking for a bassist and for a discography to get signed in and now we are a very famous and recognized rock band. Our luck was too much; we were still trying to get used to the whole fame thing and it was already happening. People screamed when they saw us walking on the mall and asked us for pictures and autographs, our favorite bands knew who we were and wanted to meet us at our party and they were posters of our tour dates on the streets and pictures of us in magazines.
I was currently in my room, trying to find a dress that would make me look even more gorgeous than I already am, with Sass, who was looking for some matching earrings for her outfit. I finally find this low-shoulder, long-sleeved bubble gum pink dress that was up the knee and splattered with black paint around the hem. It went just perfect with my hair, and I knew exactly the shoes I was going to wear: my high-heeled combat boots; badass!
"Yo, Sass, lookie 'ere, ya like?" I grinned wide at her as I held the dress from the hanger and waved at it dramatically with my free arm.
"Cool dude", Sass laughed and gave me the thumbs up. "This party is gonna be mega epic"
I went inside my closet to put on the dress and talked loudly so Sass would hear me. "I know dude! Hopefully all the bands we invited come"
"Of course they will dude, everybody wants to meet us; we are like, the lucky n00bs in the business"
"Yep, you're right. I'm worried though" I said as I walked out smugly out of the closet with my dress. "Ta-da", I turned as I wiggled my eyebrows at Sass.
"Be-ah-u-tiful mah dear" she approved, "but why are you worried?"
"Well-", I walked over to my toilet case and started to take out makeup, the blow dryer, hairspray, earrings... "I dunno, I'm just afraid that I might not be able to contain my excitement and look like a fangirl around the people. What if I like, spit my drink when I see Jared Leto, or squeal when Frank Iero walks into the room?" I violently brushed my hair to untangle it, and looked back in panic at Sass from the mirror.
"Oh, you're right. But, I guess we'll be fine. I know I'll probably cry when I meet My Chemical Romance, but you shouldn't worry about meeting 30 Seconds to Mars because you've already seen them in person before. You were paralyzed, but at least you were not going crazy. And if you do go crazy this time, you can fix it." Sass paused and I still looked at her a little uneasy. I'm still not sure if I can keep my fangirlyness in control tonight.
"We are famous now, Chellita. I bet they will take the time to actually talk with us and hear what we've got to say to them, and not only because of that, but also because we are the hosts of the party, remember? So chill, and go crazy if you want to because I bet that after that they'll think you are an awesome girl."
I smiled at Sass. She could be very obvious, and most of the times sarcastic, but right now she was saying something true. "Thanks dude, guess I will be able to handle it"
"Any time my dear". I just finished applying my lip gloss, when Gabz and Davie burst into my room.
"Yo, yo, yo people everyone ready to party?" Gabz screamed full lung; Davie following close behind, looking really hot.
"Fuck Yeah!" Sass replied.
"Davie! Show yourself baby" I clapped my hands and moved closer to where Davie was leaning against the wall. When I said that, Davie laughed and stood up straight, walking to the center of the room and jumping on the bed.
He was striking poses like a mad model. "What? Do I look hot today?" he asked with a fake ignorant tone, very conscious that he always looked gorgeous. We tried to not feed his ego for that reason, but today we were allowed to brag our looks because we ALL looked really good, and we were over excited for the coming evening.
Davie was wearing a loose V-neck with cool motives which was way more expensive than you would've thought it was. He had gray aviator sunglasses on, his spikey chestnut hair looking shiny and his blonde highlights looked like rays of sun under the dim light of my pink Christmas lights. His jeans were plain black and he was wearing a chain instead of a normal belt because that's how we roll. Ah, the benefits of being a rockstar: back then when we dressed this way we were looked down as weirdoes but now we were setting trends. People can be very stupid.
"Get your butt off my bed Daverz" we all hit him as we laughed and he cussed.
"I thought you wan'ed to see me!"
"Yeah, we have plenty time for that"
Davie got off the bed and looked down at us "Your turn to model" he chortled and pulled me up on the bed.
We all showed our outfits in between laughs and loud flattering comments. I wore my pink dress, my hair loose and looking really cool. I used to be a brunette but right before we released our album I dyed it Barbie blonde, and just to give it attitude I added a black streak over the longest bang, the one I usually wore over my eye. I really liked the contrast my hairstyle made with my pale face and my dark eyes.
Sass and Gabz also changed their look, but it wasn't as drastic as mine. Sass wore a short black studded dress over shredded thighs and combat boots, the dark attire making the purple streaks over her black curls jump out. Gabz was using metallic gold shorts (a really bold fashion decision), a fancy blouse that had many black and white sequins under an electric blue leather jacket that was the same color of the highlights in her black hair, and of course, combat boots. We love combat boots. Even Davie was wearing one of his many pairs.
After we finished modeling, we went downstairs to check everything was okay. The party area looked awesome; the ceiling was covered in disco balls and stage lights of every color. People were still setting the buffet, which was mostly fancy and tasty snacks, and an ice sculpture of the logo of our band stood huge over the center of the long table. The DJ was already playing some test music and the sound of it reverberated throughout the near rooms, making our chests thump to the rhythm of the bass. The bartender looked like he had everything set too. Elegance and Rock n' Roll was our theme; the centers were black and red roses that matched with the table mats and chair bows; the dance floor was wide and speckled over with glitter and petals.
In conclusion, everything was perfect. We were chilling around the busy party crew, waiting for our guests who will soon arrive, when the doorbell rang. We all froze for 5 seconds before running to see who was at the door. Our butler Sebastian opened it and it was our manager, Adriana. We all groaned simultaneously, expecting it to be someone famous, but when we watch the door again, Adriana is waving someone in... Lady Gaga?
"Oh my God!" "Holy shit!" "What the hell?" "Mother of God!"
We were going nuts; Lady Gaga was in our house! But before we could get used to the fact she was there, Beyoncé steps in with Jay-Z. Then Rihanna. Then Adele. And Bruno Mars.
Aweeesome. I never thought I'd get to see these performers in real life. We were still looking at the arriving guests in wonder when Adriana made us snap out of it.
"Guys, guys, guys!" she clapped on our faces until we looked at her. She looked pissed. "What are you doing here? You're supposed to be in the room waiting for your guests and introducing yourselves! Move guys, quick, before they come in; move!"
We moved into the room in a daze. We could hear it was getting crowded by the minute inside. The stars started to come in and we introduced ourselves. Most of them seemed genuinely interested in meeting us, smiling and congratulating us for being "the next big thing at such a young age". Soon, there were so many celebrities that we had to split in order to give them the proper attention.
I could see Davie was near the bar talking with Taylor Mommsen, Gabz was concluding with Katy Perry and Sass was welcoming Adam Lambert. I had just finished letting Fall Out Boy in, so I went over to Gabz, who had already finished with Katy.
"So far so good, huh dude?" I nudged her arm with my elbow as we both contemplated the scene in front of us.
"Yep, our party is pretty awesome, everyone looks like they are having fun" she said with an air of proudness, then, a little down she added "too bad our potential boyfriends probably won't be able to come"
"Yeah..." I felt sort of blue now that she reminded me of the fact that Big Time Rush, one of my favorite bands, was on tour at the moment, and although we had invited them (well, technically, Adriana did), they wouldn't be able to make it because they had a show today. The gig was right here in LA, but they still wouldn't make it after they finished.
"Well, guess we'll meet them some other time... After our 6 month tour" Gabz rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, hope James is still available after that" I added
"Why wouldn't he be?"
"I have no idea dude, I'm just being paranoid."
"Well, don't be; I'm not. I'm pretty sure James will fall for you the minute he sees you" she teased with a wide grin.
"Ha-ha, you're right, and I bet Kendall will also think you're hot!" I laughed, "too bad they won't see us all dressed up and beautiful like we are now"
"Who knows dude? Besides, dressed up or not, we always look good cuz we are good looking" she concluded, and we did our high-five punch thing. Gabz was right, we are hot. Who wouldn't like a pretty Latina girl? Well... I didn't actually look like a Latina much as Gabz and Sass, even less now that my hair was blond, and our Spanish accent was slightly noticeable (studying in a bilingual school for 15 years and then go out to live on the US does that to you).
Gabz and I were wondering what song our Big Time Rush prospects could be performing when I almost fell backwards as I saw who was entering the room.
"Ah! 30 Seconds to Mars!" I screeched and waved my hands frantically over my face. My favorite band was here to see us! Jared Leto, Shannon Leto and Tomo Milicevic entered the room with the security only a rockband as successful as them could have. I wish one day Le Dudes will be like that.
"Dude, you have to go and talk with them!" Gabz pushed me over in their direction and I almost fell over in my heels, but I managed to balance. I checked myself in my pocket mirror already knowing I looked cute; I did, and with that I walked over to the guys that had inspired me to dream bigger than I've ever imagined I could. I just hope my voice doesn't crack because my lungs feel empty on air.
"H-Hi" I uttered and, dammit, it didn't come out as steady as I wanted.
"Hello there" Tomo, the guitar player said and I almost squealed again.
"Um, I'm Michelle Oviedo the lead singer of Le Dudes... I-I'm a great admirer of your work, you have no idea- you-"
"We know who you are" Shannon said with an amused smile.
"You-you do?" my idols knew me? Oh, right! I'm famous... I didn't know they listened to my band though...
"Yes, and we are also admirers of your work. You've got a fine voice right there" Jared winked and signaled nonchalantly at me, but always serious and professional, and, holy hell, Jared Leto said he likes my voice!
"Wow, I don't know what to say and I wish I could stop blubbering because there are so many things I want to tell you and I just don't know what to start with because I love you so much and-"
"How about we start with a hug and then we can go sit and talk?" Shannon suggested, and with that I threw my arms around him and hugged him hard. Soon I sensed two other pair of arms wrap around me. It felt like that feeling you get when you finally get to your house after a long trip: at home and at peace. I swear I could've cried right there but I didn't want them to think I was weirder than they probably already thought I was.
I spent the next hour gone from the rest of my band and the party, talking with my life heroes about music, our lives and any trivial theme that came in the conversation. I couldn't appreciate what was happening around me because I was having such a great time with 30 Seconds to Mars. They were so funny and even greater than I thought they were. When I finally looked up, curious to know what my bandmates where doing, I could see they were probably having as much fun as I was.
Davie was chilling with the guys of Metallica... Metallica? Whoa even they were here? Cool, though they look a little intimidated with Davie's over-excitement; poor guys. And holy shit, Sass was laughing with the guys of My Chemical Romance on one of the private tables! They are Sass' favorite band and one of mine's as well; I'll make sure I go and say hi before the party ends. Gabz on the other hand was... Where was she? I can't see her anywhere. Maybe she went to the bathroom or-
"DUDE." someone painfully jabbed their fingers at both sides of my waist and with that I knew who it was.
"Oh, God! You know I hate that! I was looking for you, the guys here were-" I gestured to my favorite band before being interrupted.
"Dude!" Gabz looked at me wide eyed and solemn.
"What?"
"Big Time Rush" she said unnerved.
"What? No, that can't be; they are in a show, you're seeing stuff-"
"Then who are the guys that are standing there on the doorway?" Gabz signaled urgently at the entrance, an expression of lucidity and anxiety combined on her face. Over by the door were Logan, Carlos and our "future boyfriends", Kendall and James; shy expressions on their faces as they studied the space crowded with celebrities.
"How the-?"
"I don't know and I don't care either; they are here and we need to go and talk to them!" Gabz grabbed me hard by my arm and almost dragged me to the floor with her force.
"I'm sorry, we need to go and see- you know, they-" I didn't know what to say actually. "I'll be back, just-"
"Go get that boy" Jared winked; smiling suggestively, while Shannon beamed, arching his eyebrows like a perv and Tomo cackled like a hyena at his expression. How the damn did Jared knew I have no freaking idea.
I let Gabz drag me to where the four good-looking fellows stood up, probably looking for seat in the crowded place. Before we reached them and they could see us I stopped her. "Wait- how do I look?" I was nervous and insecure all over again. Most of the times I acted over confident and extroverted, because that's how your ideal lead singer should be, but deep inside I was still the shy awkward girl I've been trying to hide and tonight she was coming out pretty often. That made me feel frustrated.
She rolled her eyes "Great, beautiful, whatever; let's go!"
"Don't you want to know how you look?"
"Why?"
"To cause a good impression on Kendall"
"Chelle, they will think we are cute, believe me. And I'm pretty sure I look good; common, I'm wearing a decent outfit today and I have make-up on!" Gabz looked at me with an impatient face and I decided to agree even though I was still not sure.
"Yeah, you're right"
"Okay, deep breaths dude and try not to faint". Together we walked, trying not to fall or do die in the way, for the floor was already covered in the stickiness caused by the drinks dropped when trying to dance with them, and some of it was still wet. The lights were low and the music loud enough so that the boys wouldn't see us coming. Every step took us closer to them and made my hands colder. I could see now that Logan was talking with Kendall about something, Carlos nodding and pointing at what was probably the object of their talk, James stayed silent behind them, tapping his foot and moving his head to the rhythm of the music.
Gabz cleared her throat when we were basically in front of them. "Hey, welcome to our party".
The four boys stared back at us and smiled, replying with four different enthusiastic "hey's". I was, on my part, still quiet, until Gabz hit me with her elbow so indiscreetly, that even the boys winced and made pained faces when I yelped. It would've been pretty comical if it wasn't so painful and embarrassing. Note to self: kill Gaby when the party ends.
"H-hey, um Big Time Rush? Welcome to our party, I am-"
"You're Michelle Oviedo! Better known as Chelle because that's how you like people to call you, right?" Carlos interrupted and damn, I am surprised he is equally excited to meet us than we are. Only Carlos wasn't nervous; does Carlos ever get nervous?
Taken aback, I started to talk again "Um, yeah I do-"
"I'm Gaby Estrada, but you can call me-"
"Gabz! Drummer right?" this time James interrupted, strong voice making me jump.
"We know who you all are" added Logan.
"We have listened to your album and it's really good" Kendall explained.
"You can't imagine how surprised we were when our manager told us we had gotten invited to your party" said Carlos.
"It's pretty cool to finally meet you"
"Everyone talks about you"
"Logan bought your album twice because I stole the first copy"
"When we saw the video of 'Rebel Generation' Kendall said that-"
Pinch me until I bleed, bitch slap me hard five times on each cheek and bite my arm, someone! Was this really happening, or were the BTR guys fangirling over us (well, fanboying in their case) harder than Gabz and I over them? We are trying to control ourselves but they just started bombarding us with nice comments! Well, if we did that I bet it would be less "I believe your live performances are neat" and more like "My ovaries explode every time I see you dance nggghasfhjlsfh"; so, on the inside, I guess we are still the biggest fangirls. But we will never let them know that, shhh...
"Guys? Guys. Guys... GUYS!" Gabz lost it, but she wasn't mad at all, she was cheery and glowing, and handling the situation very well.
"Yes?" the four answered at the same time and for a moment it felt like we were in their TV show.
"Do you want to meet the rest of our bandmates and- if you want- talk later?"
"Sounds great" and Kendall winked at Gabz. She glanced back at me and mouthed something that seemed like "omigosh", and looked pretty stoked. I would've been too if James winked at me.
It was time to take action, so I moved next to Logan and James, while Gabz was walking in front of us in between Carlos and Kendall. I still couldn't believe we were walking together with the guys of Big Time Rush; if I were seventeen years old again or just nine months ago and you would've told me this would happen, I wouldn't believe it. Our lives had changed so fast and we were definitely living the good life now; I'm so grateful for this moment that I'm not even wishing to be James' girlfriend or something, but just enjoying his and his bandmates' company. Besides, being his girlfriend would be too much luck and I think I already spent all the luck I have in getting to the top with my band.
Now that I was past the shock of the moment, I started to really look at the guys and I wondered... How the heck can they look hotter in real life? I mean, Kendall's eyes have always been beautiful, but here under the flickering lights of the dance floor they blazed a silvery green, and it was something hypnotizing to see. Logan's hair looked lighter than I thought it was, and Carlos' smile made me want to smile as well. But James was other-worldly for me. He was everything: sexy, adorable, handsome... gorgeous. He stood a head over me and I swear all of his body was covered in muscles; gosh, he is so hot. He even smells like hotness! (Is that even possible?). It's getting a little warm inside my dress too; I just hope I don't start sweating because that'd be nasty.
I tried to distract myself by pretending I was looking for Sass or Davie, but my eyes couldn't toss the opportunity of staring at the beauty that was James Maslow, so they turned to see him only to realize that he was staring back. My dark brown eyes locked with his sparkling hazel ones for a second, before he flashed his straight white teeth in a very lovely smile. Was it possible that he was checking me out? I'd like to think maybe, after all, I am kinda cute. Even though I am still almost five years younger than him. Yeah, that's right almost five (four years and 6 months to be exact). It doesn't sound that weird to me though, because I am 18 and he is 22 right now, and that's not so bad, is it?
I tried to smile back, but my cheeks felt warm, so I guess I was blushing; great. Where are Davie and Sass? I'm humiliating myself here.
"Oh, there they are" said Gabz. Davie and Sass where standing by the food table, talking to no one else but the guys from Black Veil Brides, and Sass kinda had a thing for the vocalist, Andy Biersack. She looked sort of annoyed at Davie though, and I bet it was because he was fanboying. Black Veil Brides is one of Davie's favorite bands.
"Let's go and say hi" I suggested. I was still ecstatic for being with Big Time Rush but that didn't stop me from being excited about meeting another band I love.
"Yo guys! These are Kendall, Logan, James and Carlos from Big Time Rush and they wanted to say hi" Gabz caught our bandmate's attention and signaled to the group.
"Hello, nice to meet you" Sass replied, but I could see she was a little distracted with Andy laughing at CC's ridiculous dance moves on the background. Andy was pretty cute even though he was wearing all black and had his war paint on. It's possible, believe me, he has a baby face.
"'Sup?" Davie mumbled and turned around to slap hands with the four guys. Then, he addressed Gabz and me "Hey, aren't these the guys that you were so sad 'bout that they wou'n't be able to come?"
We looked at Davie with a crazy "you are not supposed to say that in front of them" face. Seriously? Guess our secret was out now.
Gabz and I could feel four pair of eyes watching us.
"We kinda like you too... We are Rushers." Gabz explained.
"No way!" James grinned at both of us and I reddened more.
"Yeah way" I slurred and laughed a little. "We thought you guys wouldn't come; our manager-"
"Hey, do you have any booze here? My throat is drying up!" Andy called attention to himself with his low and loud voice. I was getting interrupted a lot tonight.
"Sure, come with me" Sass grabbed him by the arm and took him to the bar. Nice to see she was feeling confident!
"Cool meeting you, Big Time..." Andy struggled to find the word.
"Rush" they all answered at the same time
"Oh, yeah, Flush. Bye!" and with that he left with Sass.
"Sorry about that" I told them.
"Meh, it's okay, as long as you girls know who we are, its fine" Logan winked. So it is true that he is the flirt of the band...
Carlos bumped Logan on the arm "Hey Loges, let's go and say hi to Selena"
"Okay. Hope you girls don't mind being with these two dorks" he pointed a James and Kendall, who rolled their eyes at him.
"No, we're good, go and have fun; that's what we threw this party for!" Gabz playfully slapped his arm and we both waved bye at him and Carlos.
Now we were alone with our Big Time Crushes.
"So... What do you want to do?" asked Gaby.
"Well, I'm kinda thirsty, could we go for a drink?" suggested Kendall.
"Sure"
"James, you coming man?"
"No, thanks, I'll stay here"
I watched with dread and relief as Kendall and Gabz left me by myself with the man of my dreams. We were finally alone; I'd never thought I'd actually be alone with him! But what am I supposed to do? I'm too nervous to think about something intelligent to say or ask so I'll probably stay silent until I figure something out, which will probably be in a long while and I'll bore him out and then bye bye opportunity to seduce James Maslow. All this time while I was panicking in my head, James had been answering a text, and now he was putting out his phone.
"So..." he started
"So...?"
"Cool party." James concluded.
"Yep" and thank God my brain had a question in mind, "-hey, I never knew how come you were able to arrive, I thought you had a show tonight at the House of Blues?" I was surprised that my voice came out casual. Well, it had to; after all, I was the hostess.
"We did, but it got cancelled because the stage cracked from yesterday's earthquake"
"Mm, too bad"
"Yep, I was pretty excited for it. But being in your party is better, I would've been more upset if I lost this" he motioned around him.
"Really? Why?" I've got to say, I was genuinely surprised.
"Are you kidding? You're just new in this thing and you're already the rockband of the moment, or as Rolling Stone wrote 'the promise of Rock'" he made quotes in the air and chuckled.
"Right, that does sound attractive" I laughed. Did Rolling Stone really write that?
"It does. Plus, I had already heard your music and I think it is really good. And I'm not a Rock type of guy!"
"Glad you like it" I smiled "Do you have any favorite song of ours? And don't say 'Rebel Generation' please, because everyone likes that song" I teased him and he chuckled at my comment; I was making him laugh, that was a sign that I wasn't boring him out so I immediately relaxed. Being with James was more comfortable than I thought it would be. I wasn't even noticing the way his lips moved when he talked, or even his large hands, or his beefy pectorals... Well, okay, I was, but which girl wouldn't?
"Well I have a few, besides 'Rebel Generation', of course" James looked at me, eyes repentant, but lips curving up "'Bee Phobia' has a great guitar solo and the drums in 'Solstice' are sick! But lately I've been obsessing with 'On my Mind'; that song is plain beautiful"
"You think so? I wrote that song!"
"You did? Well, no wonder why it's so amazing" he winked at me, and I hoped he didn't noticed how my breath came out a little shaky. That man could make my body respond in weird ways.
"Thank You" I responded modestly.
"Welcome; shall we sit?" James offered. I felt like I should tell him something about his band too, since he was flattering mine so much and also, I wanted to do it. We sat front to front on a small table that was next to a wall, far from the dance floor. For a moment we just looked at each other, smiling and shifting nervously, neither of us having something to say. Just when I was about to tell him how much I had liked their latest album, James spoke.
"I like your hair, it's unusual... and it suits you."
"Thanks, you know, I used to be a brunette..." I spoke, not really calculating why he would want to know that.
"Like me?" he questioned with a cocky grin, and as he did so, James flipped his hair with a movement of his head that almost made me start hyperventilating.
"Uh- yeah, sort of, mine was darker I think" I brushed my tips with my hands in a hurry out of a nervous habit.
"Why did you dye it?" I don't really know why would he want to know all that, but he seemed interested, so I answered.
"Well, I thought that I would need a more rock and roll-ish appearance if I was going to be in a band and I chose blond because I have always wanted to be blond for some reason; I thought it would suit me"
"It does," James agreed "but I bet you looked pretty with brown hair too"
He had me now. I didn't know how to respond to that, so all I did was grin at him and blush like the shy girl I was. James just looked at me in my eyes and smirked, a mix of self-consciousness and measured flirting. His perfect tanned face looked soft under the very faint light, and I wanted nothing more than grab him by the collar of his jacket and make out heavily with him. I instinctively bit my lip as I thought about his lips on mine. Big mistake, for we were still making eye contact. The moment I took in that, I stopped doing it, viewing down at my hands, bracelets making noise as they made contact with the table. James was almost in the same position as I was, and before I could steady myself and say something, I stared as his hands moved next to mine touching my bracelets too. If it were any other guy, I would've thought the move was totally random and weird, but since it was James Maslow, I thought it was the best thing ever, of course. My eyes moved up to his face only to see him still eyeing at me with a friendly expression. We stayed staring at each other, and just when his glare moved to my lips (which totally meant something! Right?), our golden silence was broken.
"CHELLE!"
I flinched as I heard my name and then stood up fast from my seat "WHAT! WHAT?" to be honest, I was pissed.
"Help me! Please?"
"Excuse me for a minute James?" I said in a sweet tone that was a complete contrast to how yelled just now. James just mouthed a "sure", looking bewildered and slightly curious.
I took Davie a good 6 feet from James and lectured him "David Alexander Tscharke, I was having a beautiful moment back there with James freaking Maslow! What the shit is wrong with you, interrupting like that?"
"Whatever Chelle, I needed one of you; it's an emergency!" I have to admit, Davie did look worried... but I still wanted to kill him.
"Then why didn't you call Gabz or Sass?"
"I can't find Gabberz anywhere; last time I saw her she was talking with a blond guy; Sass is with Andy and she told me that if I bothered her she wouldn't lend me her Zelda game ever again!"
I sighed exasperated. Stupid Davie. "What's the problem?" I asked tiredly, hands on my hips. It wasn't the first time, or even the tenth.
"Well, I sort of accidentally knocked someone out."
"What the fuck Davie?" I couldn't help shouting; was he crazy? If someone heard about this it would be on the news and they would see us as a violent band! I'm also pretty sure James heard me, because I could see he was choking a little on his drink. Great, now he will think I have a potty mouth... Although I sort of do. "Davie, how the hell could that be accidental? Are you insane?" I whispered loudly.
"No! I swear- it really was an accident! I was on the bathroom releasin' the drinks I had taken, when this fat guy with a cam'ra comes and opens the door- I di'n't knew it wasn't locked! He must've been a papzz though, cus he had a fancy lookin' cam'ra ovah his neck an' he snapped a picture of me! PEEIN'!
If I wasn't so mad at him, I'd laugh at what he just told me.
Davie continued his story "So my first reaction was to shoot my fist out right at his jaw, but he moved a litt'l, so the punch landed on his right temple"
"Goodness Davie, why would that be your first reaction?" that was a rhetorical question actually because I already knew the answer. Back when Davie lived in Australia, his house was located near the beach and also near the wilderness of the jungle. He had to know how to react fast to danger (specifically animals). This wasn't exactly dangerous, but it was an "act quickly" situation. "Well, what do you want me to do about it?" I couldn't find out why he would need my help.
"You're a woman, Michelle; maybe you could- I don't know- nurse him?"
I tried to give Davie my best death glare as I crossed my arms.
"Aw, common! Look, you can bring your boyfriend over there; he could help too" Davie pointed at James.
"He's not my boyfriend Davie, and in no way am I gonna ask him that!"
"Please! I need someone strong to help me move the guy; he's pretty fat! Please, please, pleaseeey?" Davie was acting like a little child right now, jumping up and down with his hands clamped together; cute expression on his face.
I decided to give in. After all, friends help other friends. (I was really considering Logan's infamous quote: "Gotta get new friends" at the moment)."Fine" I said curtly, and Davie punched the air in triumph. Ashamed, I made my way back to the table where James was fumbling with the edge of his glass.
"Hey, James? We need your help. Well, Davie does"
"What's wrong?" and I explained the whole story of how Davie had left a paparazzi unconscious for taking a picture of him while peeing. James snickered adorably at this, and in return Davie glared back, which made him shut up. I looked at Davie with narrowed eyes and he let it go.
"Okay then, I'll help you". We all moved together to the "crime scene", where a fat guy (he really was fat) lied thrown on the floor, camera at a side, looking dead to me. I sighed and moved to the floor to check if he was breathing. He was.
"He's not dead!" I informed. Davie sighed a breath of relief and James chortled, earning another glare from Davie.
"Stop that" I warned him again. He was being sort of rude, considering James was helping him.
"But he's laughing!" Davie protested childishly.
"Sorry" James apologized. He was too sweet.
"Don't worry James, I would be laughing too if this wasn't such a stupid situation" I looked at Davie as I made my emphasis and he frowned back at me. I ignored that. "Start moving him before anyone sees this" I ordered.
The two guys proceeded to do so; James shrugged out of his leather jacket to reveal a black button up shirt that hugged around his muscles perfectly. I gawked dreamily, but was interrupted by Davie's low whistle.
James looked between us, confused, and I threw one of the fancy soaps that were near the sink at Davie. The fucker just laughed hard.
"Ooookay... Are we gonna lift him?" James interrupted Davie.
"Yeah, yeah. You grab him by his feet and I grab his arms."
Davie and James started lifting the guy with a lot of effort, and I picked up his camera from the floor. I peeked throughout the pictures and even found some of myself! What was a paparazzi doing at our party? After a few more photos I found what Davie was talking about: a picture of him peeing. Luckily, the guy hadn't captured his dick, but you could see the arc of pee coming out of him into the toilet. I couldn't hold my laugh any longer so I burst into mindless giggling.
"MICHELLE! Stop lookin'!" and with that said, he dropped the fat man on his head, leaving James struggling with him.
"Don't call me that Davie! And don't worry, I already deleted it, see?" I showed him the camera. "Now go and carry the dude out".
Davie grumbled, but went back to help James out. I followed both of them as they made their way to the backdoor of our kitchen, enjoying how James' muscles tensed at the weight of the unconscious paparazzi. When we were finally outside, Davie and James laid the guy down against the wall, with his camera a top his belly.
"Phew" Davie breathed "thank you so much Chelle"
I coughed.
Reluctantly, Davie shook hands with James. "...thanks man" What's wrong with him? The only explanation I had for his behavior was jealousy, but how could he possibly be jealous? I had just met James tonight.
"Welcome dude", James answered back.
After a small awkward silence, Davie talked "What do we do now?"
"We? You are going to stay out of trouble and far away from me! BYE." I left Davie with an undignified expression and went back to the party with James. Stupid Davie and his stupid troubles.
Coming into the room, I could see there were more people on the dance floor than sitting down. Sass was still with Andy, watching how he took out his lip piercing with his tongue only (it looked pretty interesting!). Carlos and Logan were on the dance floor with almost everybody else. The guys from My Chem. were sitting with their wives, and Jared, Shannon, and Tomo were playing with the chocolate fountain, those lovely dorks. It seemed to me that everyone was having a blast, though I couldn't see Gabz anywhere and neither Kendall. They probably were together.
I smiled at the thought of me and my two best friends being with our dream boys. Sass with Andy, Gabz with Kendall and I was here standing by James' side, his hand touching the back of my arm lightly. Could it be possible that we may have gained them as friends? Even if James had arrived late and Davie had interrupted our "talking", the night was still young, and I was going to make sure it was that way. All of a sudden, I felt more confident. I was finally starting to feel like the beautiful vocalist of the band that everyone wanted to meet. Please, I am gorgeous, talented and popular, and if James didn't like me or something he would've already left but he was still hanging out. This may worsen my already big ego, but it'll sure come in handy tonight!
"What do you wanna do?" James asked me, shoving his hands into his pockets.
"Let's go and say hi to My Chemical Romance and AFI first, and then I'll tell you" I answered him with a wink. Yeah, I can feel the fire in me rising!
So we walked over to their sits, talking about our favorite music on the way. I realized James and I didn't share the same music tastes, but at least he really liked my band, and I was happy with that. We said hi to AFI and Davey Havok kissed my hand! After saying goodbye we went over My Chemical Romance. They were sitting with 30 Seconds to Mars (my two favorite bands being best friends) talking about something. I introduced myself only to be told that they too already knew who I was! It was all going swell until Shannon opened his mouth.
"Is that your boyfriend?" he questioned with a naughty smile, already knowing what the answer was.
"No, no! James is my- he is- James sings in a band called Big Time Rush!" my face was red like a tomato as I tried to explain. I glanced at James to see he was also shifting awkwardly in his feet.
"Yeah, I'm just a friend, right?" James looked at me with a reassuring expression. It calmed my shame a little.
"That's too bad you guys" Lyn-Z (Gerard Way's wife) said, "you would look really cute together"
"Yeah James, this girl here is golden" added Jared as he patted my arm and winked. I felt like I was back with my parents for some reason. Someone shoot me.
"Uh-yeah, I know that" and he smirked at me "but I've just met her this night Mr. Leto" James responded with a shy smile. Was he blushing? (Mr. Leto- what a gentleman!)
"Oh, I'm sorry then, go and have fun" Jared grinned at James. I looked at him with a troubled expression. He eyed me and pulled me up to him.
"You'll thank me. He's pretty obvious, anyway" he whispered in my ear, with James still looking.
What did he meant with obvious? He was being obvious! Whispering in my ear in front of James! I wasn't mad at Jared (how could I ever be?), but I don't see how his comments could've helped.
With that said I excused myself and left before my idols could tell James that I wanted to date him. So much for feeling confident.
"Well...That was-"
"I know, I know... Forgive them. Rockstars aren't known for their great tact" I joked.
"Yeah I noticed" he sucked in a breath and huffed a laugh. Thank goodness he is laughing about it.
"So, um, you wanna go dance?" I heard James ask me.
At first I couldn't believe I was hearing him say that, but then I remembered who I was. Of course he would ask me. I have to keep reminding myself that maybe I am worthy of him.
We made our way to the dance floor, and started dancing to the melody of Neeyo's "Give Me Everything". I found Gabz was dancing with Kendall, but they were more concentrated in joking about something than the actual dancing. Sass was trying to convince Andy to dance, playfully pulling him near the stage; they looked so cute together. Best of all, Davie was nowhere to be seen. I just hope he is not in trouble or something (and if he is I'm not going to help him).
We danced various songs, James and I gaining more confidence as each passed. By the fifth song he grabbed my hips and I placed my arms over his shoulders. I was melting, feeling the muscles of his neck; he was too sexy, and up this close, he smelled so good. We stayed like that for almost two hours, trying to keep a conversation surrounded by the loud music, giggling and smiling at each other. When we made eye contact his eyes sparkled with the lights, it was so magical I wanted this moment to last forever. Finally, I felt I couldn't stand dancing with my shoes anymore, so I informed James about it, and we sat down on the bar to grab a drink and chat.
We talked about everything: our careers, our bands (I finally got to tell him how great I though Big Time Rush was), our lives before we became famous (when I told him I had started to study Architecture in college he told me that would've been his career choice too; what a coincidence!), our hometowns, our family, pets, friends, and even school! Time passed fast by his side because it was spent so well. That's why when Logan and Carlos walked over to our table and told him it was 3:30 in the morning and that everyone was leaving, we were surprised. The place was almost empty save for a few bands (with drunken band members) and Big Time Rush.
"Let's go man, I just remembered Sydney has an appointment with the vet at 9" sighed Carlos. He sounded tired.
"Okay then, go get Kendall, I'll meet you guys at the car" James waved him to where Kendall was, looking at something in his phone with Gabz. James got up his sit and I did too. He grabbed my hands with his fingers delicately and squeezed them a little. "This was... Fun" his smile grew as he said each word.
"It was. I'm very happy I could meet you James, you're cool" and I swung our hands between us.
"I can say the same thing about you" and then he let go off my hands to take his phone out of his back pocket "We should keep in touch, you know, since you're going on tour for a long time... Is that okay with you?"
Okay? Okay? It was more than okay! "Yeah, I would like that too. Here, I'll give you my number" my fingers trembled as I saved my number, even after I had spent all of the evening with him.
"Sweet" James said as I gave him his phone back, "I'll call you- wait, are you going to be out of the US?"
"Oh yes, yes we are"
"Then I guess we will have to video chat when you're not on the country"
"I guess" I smiled. He wanted to video chat with me? Wait... Why am I so surprised about this? We had become friends, hadn't we? I felt there was something more in there though, but time will tell. Like James had told Jared, we had just met tonight.
"Yeah... I suppose I have to leave; Bye." and he leaned down to my level to peck my cheek a second longer than it is accustomed. "See you... Some other day" and with a heart melting smile, he walked away, leaving my cheek burning where his lips had touched it.
Gosh, he is so perfect, and I had spent the night with that perfection! Not only that, but he asked for my number, and we had danced, and talked, and laughed, and-
"Hey, pretty!" Shannon Leto interrupted my thoughts, throwing and arm around my shoulder. I found myself surrounded by the three members of 30 Seconds to Mars.
"Your boyfriend left?" asked Tomo mockingly as Jared chuckled in my ear.
"Aw, you guys are unbelievable. I can't believe you're grown adults and still act like goofballs" I pouted at the trio.
"Were sorry" Tomo said with a more serious tone. "We couldn't help it when we saw you; ahh, young love... So beautiful" he put his hand together on his cheek like a princess. It was pretty funny.
"Yeah, you kids don't seem to realize how both of you want each other"
"Both?" I asked Shannon, but Jared answered.
"Common, he looked like he wanted to eat you and you... I'm surprised you didn't drool on his shoes or something" he laughed lightly.
"Shut up" I told them all. "Are you guys leaving?"
"Yes, we came to say goodbye" answered Shannon, and they all hugged me one by one before leaving.
This night had been great, and I'm still not tired of repeating that in my head; I'll probably keep on repeating it for a long time. I met my favorite band and many others that I love, including Big Time Rush, and I had linked well with James Maslow, whom had been my celebrity crush since my Senior Year. Thinking about that, it seemed too far away, when it had just been 2 years ago. If this is just the beginning, I can't imagine what the future has prepared for me and my band.
First album tour, here I come!
Hope you liked the first Chapter and I'm sorry if it's too long but I tend to get too excited when I'm writing and feel inspired. I'm also sorry if there are any grammatical/spelling mistakes; I try my best but English is not my first language.
This is a short story, I'm thinking only 3 chapters in total so please, stay with me, LOL. Oh, and if you did like the story please Review and Recommend!