Cheers of the crowd swooned loudly in the background behind them as they walked off the stage and down the hall towards the backstage area. Charlie led them with Liam close behind. Nobody could hear what the others were saying or yelling for that matter. The crowd drowned every other sound out. With that every member of Driveshaft turned his attention to the huge metal doors in front of them. Across them was the word: BACKSTAGE.
Pushing the doors open Charlie again led them. This time past a scream legion of fans barely being held back by burly bodyguards. The band walked strait up to the crowd to have a pick of the selection. Charlie walked up to a bodyguard by the name of Bert. He stood close next to him as he gazed over the girls in front of him. "I want her, that one, and the pretty brunette with the red skirt." He whispered loudly into Bert's ear. He nodded his head in acceptance as Charlie walked away with the other's still left picking. He looked over to the door, which behind held a world few saw. Liam stood in corner meekly waiting for his baby brother.
Walking over Charlie noticed his brother odd attitude. He was usually the one heading the operations. Charlie wrapped his arm around his brother. "What's wrong Liam? None of them good enough for you?" Charlie asked with a laugh as he turned Liam towards the group of girls. Liam seemed to wince at the sight. Of course Charlie took no notice of it. Too busy eyeing more girls he wanted. "No." Liam replied turning away. Charlie stared oddly at his brother. "What" Charlie began. "Nothing." Liam lashed out as he pulled away from Charlie. "Can we just head in?' Liam asked as he wrapped his hand around the door handle. Charlie was slightly stunned as looked at his brother's unwillingness. 'Sure." Charlie answered as he turned to the other. Whistling he got their attention as he signaled them over.
Opening the door they were hit by an already ongoing party. People were gathered all around. Guys sitting on couches with girls limberly laid out over them. People sitting at the bar drinking and some already passed out. Others were doing assortments of drugs and pills handed out to them on plates, bowls or whatever they could find to put it in. It was the usual setting after a Driveshaft concert.
The group was now splitting apart and heading off in all directions with the girls they had chosen outside and some that had just come up to them. Liam was sticking close behind Charlie as he walked around tasting everything he could put his finger in. Suddenly his eyes perked up as he looked up to see a beautiful tall woman heading towards him. She wore a tight black leather skirt that barley made mid thigh. Her black woolen shirt was tighter then her skirt was. With it's drooping v-neck collar Charlie had quite and eye full.
His eyes grew wider as she walked closer. He looked like a child in a candy store as she walked right up to him. "You're Charlie Pace right?" He heard her ask. His attention caught he didn't follow. "What?' He asked seeing he lips move, but didn't hear anything. "I asked if you were Charlie Pace. The base guitarist for Driveshaft." She asked again. Charlie shook himself out of his daze. Either it was the drugs or her beauty, but he was having trouble paying attention. "Yes I am." Charlie answered. "Well I have something to show you." She smiled. Charlie got a big grin on his face working some image of his surprise in his mind as he began to follow her. "Charlie?" Liam's voice came from behind him. Charlie turned around forgetting entirely about his brother standing behind him. "What?" Charlie asked quiet mad about being delayed. "Where you off to?" Liam asked. Charlie's eyes grew big with frustration as he signaled to the girl who now had a hold of his hand. Liam's faced seemed to plead him not to go. "Liam walk around or do something." Charlie barked as he turned around and was lost in the crowd.