The music blares out of speakers everywhere. The only reason we got into this stupid club is because the door guy's a fan of them. They had to agree to play at least song, but we still got in.
"Hey, I think it was worth it. It's just one song," Ty says when they call their names to play. I follow them to the stage and go stand right in front. As promised they play one song, but then the crowd wants more so they keep going.
By the third Ty forces himself off stage because of the concert in two days.
While I wait for them in front of the exit to the back of the stage an... Older... Guy comes over to me. "Hey beautiful," He says, the liquor strong on his breath," Wanna dance?" He tries to grab my hand but I pull it out of his grasp.
"I can't," I say, "I'm waiting for my boyfriend."
He shakes his head, "Forget about him. Come with me."
Just as he grabs my wrist to drag me out Ty and Nick come out from behind the stage, laughing with the guys who played guitar and drums with them, since Chris and mike aren't here.
The guy pauses, recognizing them.
"What's going in here?" Ty asks furiously.
The guy drops my wrist and I immediately go wrap my arms around Ty's waist and he puts his arm around my shoulder.
"You're Tyson Ritter and Nick Wheeler," He says, shocked.
"Yea we are," Nick says, "Now what were you doing?"
The man looks shocked, "That's your boyfriend?"
Tyson lets go of me and grabs the man by the collar of his shirt and pushes him against a wall. "That's right. Now what did you plan on happening? Take some innocent girl to your place, rape her, let her go, and come back here again. You sick loser!"
The man's speechless. He stares, wide eyed at Ty, then Nick, then me. "I... I wasn't... I wasn't gonna do anything..." He stutters.
"Sure, right. Just get out of here," Tyson says, letting go of him.
The man just stands there, a look of horror on his face.
Tyson turns from angry to furious," You sick bastard! Get out of here! Get out! If you ever come and try to molest a girl here again I'll know and I swear to god I will beat the shit out of you."
The man ducks under Tyson's arm and scurries out of the bar. Ty turns to me and grabs m shoulders and looks me over. "Are you ok? Did he touch you? Should I have called the police?"
I look around and several people are staring. I can't help the smile that spreads across my face. "That was amazing! You almost made that guy pee himself!" I exclaim.
He looks at me like I'm insane for a second then smiles and shakes his head. "Out of all the things you could have said you go with that was amazing."
Nick and Ty shake hands with the guys and they exchange numbers then we leave before anything else can happen. We begin walking towards the hotel but don't get far when a group of girls sees Tyson and Nick and want autographs. I sigh and walk into the closest coffee shop and order a hot chocolate and wait for them to catch up.
I'm drawing different things on a napkin with a pen I found on the floor when someone comes up behind me and taps me on the back. I turn around expecting Ty or Nick or both but instead am greeted by Mike and Chris. "Hey!" I exclaim, overjoyed to see someone I know.
"Where are Nick and Tyson?" Mike asks, taking a sip of my, now cold, hot chocolate.
I sigh, "Being mobbed. They played at a club earlier too. There was excitement there."
Chris furrows his eyebrows and cocks his head, "What do you mean?"
I explain the whole incident of Ty getting us into the club then performing then me waiting for them outside the exit to the backstage and almost being raped then Ty freaking out at the guy. By the time I'm done their expressions changed from neutral to surprised then to humored. Chris laughs, "I can't believe Tyson did that!"
"Of course he would! I mean he's not usually scary looking, but that was pretty scary," I say. A few minutes later the bell above the door rings and someone comes and puts their arms around my shoulders while Nick sits next to me. "Guess who," Ty whispers in my ear.
"Oh! Is it Nick?!" I exclaim sarcastically. He takes my hand and the five of us go out the door and back to the hotel.
I yawn hugely as I lay down on the bed in the other room, and Ty comes and lies next to me. I lay my head on his chest as he plays with a strand of my hair. "Remember when I'd curl up like this with you except it was on the couch in Nick's basement?" I whisper.
"Of course. I almost miss writing songs in the basement at Nick's." He whispers back.
"Almost." I say.
"Almost," He agrees.
I soon fall asleep to the rhythm of his heart.