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A love for the lost- Part 4

I opened  my eyes to a dark room. I  felt confused and abit unsure where I actually was, Was it real? I suddenly felt movement beside me so I looked over. Was I seeing things right.. he was still here? I was shocked and taken back I was still in bed next to him, it wasn't a dream. After a rush of happiness, I looked around the room then looked down.  I was next to him.... cold and still naked. I felt slightly ashamed and insecure so I tried to pull the covers up to my bare breasts. I sat still for a little while, I didn't know what to do , should I get up and go, or should I wait till he was awake? All I honestly did know was that I didn't want to leave his side, knowing that this would probably be the last time we saw each other I wanted to stay for as long as possible. I looked over at his peaceful face, he yawned and stretched then slowly opened his eyes. After adjusting to the room he looked at me holding a sleepy expression. He effortlessly showed me a smile and said good morning. I felt myself blush... I was embarrassed. I tried to pull the  covers up further to my neck and said good morning back. Did he want me to get out of his bed and go? was this what he did with everyone? I felt awkward and tense but he seemed so relaxed and calm, letting his naked hot body lie on top of the covers. He moved closer and continued to hold his charming smile. Brushing my hair away from my face he whispered "thank you" and softly kissed my cheek. I don't know why but I felt taken back, was that all he could say? did he just see that as a favor? I felt slightly disheartened and looked away... "are you okay.. whats the matter..?" like he didn't already know what was wrong with me. 

He pushed my cheek back towards him so I stared into his eyes. I couldn't believe I had been so stupid.. I could feel my heart sink. As I gazed into his soft eyes further. I became teary.. I didn't want to cry..  It would make me look even more foolish..like that was going to help! "are you okay..." he asked again. I held back my tears and smiled, he looked confused and raised his eyebrow. "I didn't mean it like that, Thank you for staying.." I still didn't know what the say to him so I moved away, now sitting with my legs over the side of the bed. I covered my bare breasts with my arms as I slowly felt the covers slip away, where were my clothes? I didn't want to leave but I knew I had to. "where are you going?" he sounded surprised. I  didn't know, I felt id outstayed my welcome, It would work better for him anyway as he had a gig, I just had to leave.

As I went to stand he grabbed my arm and told me to stop. "I'm sorry.." I whispered... He made his grip firmer around my arm. "no.." He said. I stared at him blankly then tried to move again. I felt my arm pull back and I fell next to his naked body again. "Laurence no!?... I get it its fine, I'm sorry" He looked at me again in a confused manner. "what?..d.." Before he finished his sentence he locked his lips onto mine. I wanted to push him away but I couldn't. The doubt I had in my mind was taken away as the sensation ran through my whole body once again. He moved my arms from my breasts and held one of my hands, playing with my fingers while he kissed me more. I could see that he became hard and more aroused as he held my bottom lip between his teeth. I pressed against his hot body moving my fingers from his chest to the bottom of his stomach, stroking him, trying to tease him. He smirked, he knew what I was doing... "Are you still leaving.. or can I persuade you to stay?" I grinned from ear to ear...Of course I wasn't leaving, I couldn't just leave him lay there, like that. If it was going to be the last time I was going to see him I wanted to make sure I left a good impression. "glad I could change your mind" he said smugly. He pushed me down onto my back and threw up my arms, pinning them like he did last night, I felt the striped sheets between my fingers. I held my breath and smiled. 

I loved it when he was being forceful. "try not to move" he said, speaking lightly whilst kissing my neck. I trusted him but I was still curious to what he had planned. He softly pressed his lips against my breast kissing, he slowly caressed the other with his hand.I moved my hand down but he pushed it back up. I wanted to feel his warm skin again, but I wasn't allowed.  He began to bite, and squeeze harder as he became more aroused. Grinning... he asked me if I was ready then laughed. He was so playful, he tried to keep the whole 'dominant thing' but he couldn't...it was sweet. 

He drew a subtle but serious looking face. I looked away from him and I suddenly felt his grip....he grabbed my throat, squeezing it between his fingers turning it back to him. "stay there.." he said firmly.. I was shocked but his aggression turned me on.... I was shaking... panting... and wet. I could feel his warm breath on my stomach and his soft lips on my skin it only excited me more and with every instruction he gave me I followed.... I loved him being in control. He moved his hand to my thighs then to my cheek, pulling my weak, obedient body closer to him, I could feel him against me.. I think he was trying to tease me, but I could tell that he wanted to wait a little longer before letting me have the pleasure of touching him again. He looked up and smiled and held the top half of his body up with his strong arms as he kissed my lips. As I kissed him back, he whispered again "Try not to move" his voice was so meek it was difficult to hear. He looked down at my legs then moved my thighs apart, catching my skin, staring at me waiting for my reaction I felt so enthralled by him. Slowly I felt his hard, big dick inside me again.... I gasped and pushed my body up... he quickly held it down and pushed forward. I forgot he made  everything feel so pleasurable. I actually had butterflies... I gazed at him in a trance like state and he kissed my lips. I was told to wrap my legs tightly around him as he placed his hand at the side of my thigh and gripped. He moved his head slightly back, beginning to pant as he built up rhythm. It felt better than last night... and he wasn't drunk! I moved my hand to his thick hair and he stopped and looked at me in a quite amused fashion.I forgot to stay still... he grabbed my arm and then my waist and rolled me onto my stomach. As he released his firm hands he told me to kneel and face the top of the bed. I stared at the bar that faced me. I could feel him panting with his warm breath on my neck as he pulled my hair back placing his head against mine.... why didn't he just fuck me already? He sucked at my neck whilst kissing, I felt the light brush of his tongue as his hand move down from my stomach. 

He was teasing it wasn't fair. I bit and held my lip as the sweet sensation made my whole body tingle. I built up the confidence to speak.... "why wont you just fuck me?" he stayed silent, not saying anything for a while placing a masterful grin between his cheeks. He bit me  hard and I screamed his fingers were hot against my skin. I couldn't help but begin to sweat as my blood rushed around my body. "Get on your hands and knees" He said forcefully. I didn't want to resist, so I did. He pushed the top of my back down so my breast were touching the sheets, he brushed his fingers along my back to my waist. Gripping them with his firm hands, squeezing and pushing them back against him. He made a powerful thrust into me, I moaned as he started to rock me back and forth. It was incredible.. He eased his head slightly back and groaned.."Is this hard enough?"..... I nodded.... I couldn't get out a reply..I screamed, it was so intense, feeling his hot skin against me. I was so taken in by the moment I didn't care about anything else I didn't want him to stop. Suddenly the door flew open. I grabbed the sheets and pinned myself up against the metal bar as we were greeted by red faces.  "shit... no..sorry" I couldn't help but laugh I felt so awkward.... Laurence didn't seem impressed. Drew put his had over his eyes joking, and kier just stared whilst awkwardly smiling. I could feel myself blushing.... I was embarrassed. Laurence grabbed part of the sheets and covered himself up. After a few seconds the anger drained from his face and he forced a soft smile.. "have you not heard of knocking?" he said....."have you not heard of the words try and be quieter" Kier replied. He walked over to the bed and just sat down... I have no idea why... I mean who even does that? Soon enough drew wanted to join him and he walked over and placed himself next to kier. All I could think about was the Sex soaked sheets they were sitting on, I really didn't know how to feel. I was sweating, breathing heavily and still in shock they had just walked in.

 "I think im going to use the bathroom, I mean if that's okay...?" that was literally the only thing I could think of to remove myself from the situation. There was only one problem... I was naked under the covers... and had to get up...This couldn't be anymore awkward. Laurence just looked at me, wondering why I hadn't gone yet. After gazing at me he realized why I hadn't moved and passed me the rest of the covers whilst he grabbed a pillow for himself. Kier smiled playfully and moved so I could get of the bed. I didn't even know where the bathroom was, I just hoped I didn't bump into anyone else.

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A love for the lost-Part 1

My dream was suddenly shattered by the sound of my alarm, turning over I grumpily hit the clock to shut it up. After I was finished with it it was safe to say that it wouldn't be ringing again anytime soon. After again coming to realize the morning had yet again ruined another dream I adjusted my eyes and looked around. This was an all to familiar sight of light streaming in above my blinds and an empty space beside me. If im honest getting out of bed seemed pretty pointless, doing the same routine day in day out was becoming quite tedious. But as ever today was a new day I guess, well it was different at least. My friend had tickets to see another band she had started to like. I slowly (but surely) dragged myself from out of my covers and on to the floor, this didn't help as I Also ended up dragging myself up of the floor. Everything at this point was just comfy! I mean I was exhausted why was it even legal to be up at 5am especially on a weekend! but behold the crazy friend who seemed to like the thought of queuing all day in the cod, to her this was literally the greatest idea she'd ever thought she'd have.

Switching on my phone and scanning through the endless twitter feeds, notifications and texts she had sent me. I was greeted by her all to happy 3 in the morning face. I literally don't think she ever grasped the concept of sleep. Walking over to my blinds I also  sadly caught a glimpse of my morning face in my full length mirror. For anyone who has ever seen me before at this time of the day will probably agree it isn't the best and it probably should be avoided. After stomping around the room for a bit in a moody fashion I finally found the energy to get ready. I went into the bathroom, took of my t shirt and jumped in a more than cold shower. I don't know why but it never seemed to like to work in the morning, or pretty much any time of the day I suppose it was pretty temperamental. Washing my hair in the sweet scent of shampoo I realized id used shower gel instead of shampoo...again...easy mistake maybe? either way I needed to pay more attention, today was turning out to be an already awful day. But at least if I went I could say I had some sort of social life. After rinsing my soap covered body I stepped out of the shower and wrapped the towel around my cold dripping hair. 

I dashed from one room to another to make sure that I was not seen. I mean I don't live with anyone but im pretty sure that I either have a friendly ghost or neighbor who can see onto my hall, it was either that or I was just completely  weird and paranoid... Dropping my towel and drying my wet coated skin I received a call from my friend. We spoke for what almost seemed forever, well ten minutes, as she yet again went over the plan of action for queuing and traveling who knew it would be so hard? After about another hour of getting ready and trying to 'goth myself up' i was ready to leave for the coach station, knowing i would be sat next to my friend for 6 hours was obviously keeping me motivated! On the plus side we met some really nice people on the coach, and the journey gave me a chance to look at the band in more depth.

Hovering over the pictures on google, I realized I made a good call to dye my hair red (I thought it was more fitting) from about the fourth picture down I started to become really excited about seeing them, they seemed pretty cool and the music wasn't to bad either. On the plus side they were quite nice looking so i saved a few pictures on my phone for a later reference of names and faces. Arriving in a wet and windy London we dragged our bags to a storage space when suddenly we were robbed! I mean we'd been here for all of 15 minutes I was truly shocked! £25 to store our bags for the day was completely outrageous, I probably could of bought one I didn't need to store with that. After begrudgingly handing over the money to the all to famous national express and there crappy coach's, we finally had to walk outside to unfamiliar territory, I only say unfamiliar because people in London were a lot nicer than the people back at home, apart from that it seemed to be the same. After a little while we arrived at the venue and began to queue. 

We got there a good few hours before the doors opened, so now only one question sprung to mind... where were we going to eat our next meal? Camden market and its street wasn't short of places, it was ideal it even had a KFC and a costa, I felt like I was at home. Queuing actually turned out to be great, we met some amazing people and even hid under a mattress topper to shelter ourselves from the rain. Well it was one way to get to know 4 strangers quickly. Time went by pretty quick and 7 finally came, everyone filled with excitement as lights lit up on the sign the atmosphere was amazing! After having a last minute panic over the thought we had lost our tickets we soon heard the door open and was greeted by and all to amazing site of a quite beautiful door guy and his forceful american accent. After been rounded into a small pen and herded like sheep, we were let in and dashed to the front of the barrier. After queuing that long and running of the energy of 3 small cappuccinos I wasn't going to accept anything less!

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A love for the lost- Part 2

The lights went low and for every tech guy testing equipment we would all cheer. It was pretty funny and I reckon the guy testing the guitar and drums loved it as he spent more time on stage than any other tech guy. He showed us his talent and what he could do, he also probably reviled his childhood dream that he also wanted to be in a band. As more songs played through the speakers and as more time went by I grew really excited by the thought that I would see them live! Suddenly the lights appeared as they came up on stage, everyone was screaming even I joined in! They began to play, they interacted with the crown so much. After about 3 songs I was covered in goosebumps.

I didn't realize it before but the voice of a tall dark haired man just struck me. Whether it was the way he sang, screamed or spoke I don't know but all I knew was he was mesmerizing! I became gripped to his every word, he gazed over as he fell to his knees entertaining the crowd, his stare was so intense it was almost enchanting. I didn't want to take my eyes of him. He carried on singing and although quite flamboyant on stage also showed a soft, playful, mysterious side, almost like he could be hiding something. The band was amazing! The tall dark haired guy was probably the first person I could actually say Id ever had an instant attraction to! his personality shone on stage and the connection he had with his band members as well as the audience was amazing! I think it was the whole hair flick he did, or maybe even his smile... he seemed so flirtatious. Which ever one it was (as cheesy as this is going to sound) I fell in love... well like...attracted to, He seemed so perfect. As the show closed I can honestly say that I just didn't want to leave this place behind, let alone leave the same place he was in, I at least needed to say hi.

Knowing that I would never get close to meeting anyone like him again, I dashed to the merch table they were stood at. The crowd was big and it made me kind of nervous, I mean I walked away 3 times i was way to dramatic about saying hi, i was even to scared to say hi to his band mates. Eventually after it died down a little my friend dragged me over to them. It was safe to say she was always the pretty confident one I think they had met her before. As I walked over to were he was stood I felt my heart begin to race, it seriously felt like it was coming out of my chest! My friend asked for photos and a hug, they were so nice and friendly and all I did was stand there, statue like, scared to make any sort of movement and attract attention to myself. I mean especially from him, looking like this I was sweating, I was short and in no way did I look attractive, I just didn't want to ruin his night. My friend though had other ideas she had an addiction to selfies and group photos. After taking around quite a few she asked them for a group photo, they actually said yes i was surprised they had time for more. Someone from the band (I think his name was kier) had her phone and smiled softly as he handed it to me. He joked about the fact I nearly dropped the phone and posed for the photo I was shaking so much it was ridiculous. 

I held the phone and went to take the picture.... I couldn't look properly, I just kept staring at the guy who caught my eye on stage. I was smiling like a Cheshire cat and I couldn't have been in a worst position. If im honest I just felt like either fan girling or diving on him, yes it was dramatic but seriously, wow! After finally taking the picture my friend asked if i could get a few with them, to my surprise they actually agreed. Kier playfully hugged me and stood besides me to get a photo, this was repeated all the way down to him.. the beautiful stranger, I was too nervous to say his name, I mean I still am. As I was short he asked whether he should sit or stand for the photo in a joking manner, I couldn't reply I just stupidly stared at him in a trance like state. His strong arm moved around my shoulders as he placed his hand on me. I felt like I was going to pass out. 

She took the pictures and he politely began to ask my name and how I was, he even convinced me to buy a t shirt with there 'silly but sexy faces' on. As he spoke more I couldn't stop staring at his soft appearing lips and I couldn't stop biting mine. I admit it I was enchanted by every word he said. When they say love at first sight I honestly say I thought it was a load of crap but tonight I don't know, I just wanted tot believe it. The words he said seemed to seamlessly fall from his mouth and around my heart. I had to question everything, How stupid did I look? what does he think of me? I mean there's no way he could have been single. Regardless of any of that I didn't want to move, And I certainly didn't want to go back home, back to the shit reality id created for myself. I just wanted to talk to him. I mean he could of just repeated the alphabet or any old crap and I would of stayed there, staring intently, listening to every pleasant word that fell from his lips. I probably looked like a psycho but I felt like I had to stay. We joked and spoke for a little while he was so likable, and the way he bit his lip every so often just made me want to speak with him more. 

As much as my friend tried to pull me away from him I wouldn't move, even when he spoke to others I felt like I was been pulled towards him. Yes I looked like a complete freak to him and it was blatantly obvious he wasn't interested but I just couldn't help it. Id never felt like this before. I just wanted to try an make some kid of connection, I know that nothing could ever happen and that I was just another fan and statistic, But I guess along with many others he became a new dream to think about and another thing that was way out of league. He was just amazing and his personality was gripping, I felt like I had known him longer than 15 minutes. I guess that was just the effect he had on people. After another short conversation I had another photo with him and he game me a hug. I just wanted to stay in his strong arms forever. As we both moved apart I stared into his enchanting eyes one last time right down to his soft vodka coated lips. I smirked as he caught me looking, he turned away a little also smirking. Did he not get how handsome he was? maybe it was just the fact I wasn't the prettiest of people and i was looking at him like I wanted to be his next mistake.

 I begrudgingly walked away, My heart began to sink, suddenly an arm touched me, it was him. He asked if we could finish our conversation, im not going to lie  I really wanted to. My friend had sorted travel out for that night to go back home, but  I just didn't care, I missed it and I felt awful leaving her but I just couldn't miss the chance to speak to him more. As time passed and the hall area grew empty, I grew abit more anxious to the fact I was now stuck in London, I really didn't know what to do. After getting us both a drink the tall dark haired guy shuffled his way back over and asked what I was actually still doing here. He seemed pretty amused when I told him that I forgot what time my coach was at. There was no way I was going to tell him that I had stayed behind just to speak to him for a bit. Yep I was pretty sad and stupid for doing it, but it felt good been in his company was amazing. Although amused he tried to help me sort things out regarding getting back home.  He found a coach, the only issue was that it was at 11 the next day. I mean I didn't mind staying in a coach station it wouldn't have been the first time. He said he felt bad but carried on joking as he sipped his drink. After about 5 minutes of looking confused and like he was pondering one of life's bigger questions he finally spoke again. He asked if i wanted to come back to their place just til it was a reasonable time to go to the coach station. I don't think the words he spoke could have sounded anymore beautiful, I didn't really know what to do, I was happy but I also felt bad saying yes as i was a complete stranger he was taking pity on.

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A love for the lost- Part 3

We got back to his and continued to drink and talk. It was okay everyone was so relaxed and enjoying the night. Time moved on others slowly moved to other rooms or to bed. I didn’t want the night to end, it felt amazing being able to spend this long in his company. We were sat on the sofa talking whilst checking our phones I think he only stayed up out of politeness. We both looked pretty rough and I joked about saying how I would make sure that he didn’t forget how he looked tonight. He jokingly did the same so I took a picture.  He seemed shocked but amused as he chased my arm around trying to take my phone from my hand…. Pushing me flat on the sofa he restrained my body still with his arms and legs so I was under him. He grinned playfully and stared into my eyes. After a few seconds he dropped his gaze and released my body from beneath him, grabbing his beer once again. He took small sips and apologized. I quietly laughed and handed him my phone,  I could see his eyes light up with interest as he tried to find the one id just taken of him. “good try” he said as he quickly deleted the not so flattering photo. I guess it was worth a try. He moved slightly forward as he laughed and then became silent, beginning to stare at me and my lips. I think id blew any chance of another drink with him, I was so nervous. He tilted his head slightly as he continued to stare… what was he even doing? Did I really annoy him that much that I needed the silent treatment? I asked him if he was okay and he just smiled softly still holding the gaze with his deep eyes, looking both confused and comfortable.

I didn’t know what to do, was he always like this when he was drunk? He suddenly drew a blank face and shifted towards me, then he lent in to kiss me… I mean why was he doing that.. wow, I was so shocked I even turned my head away, avoiding tasting his lips. I didn’t want to disappoint him he deserved so much more than what was in front of him. He moved slightly back whilst putting one hand near my waist and another hand on my face, I couldn’t look at him properly I felt shy and insecure and he knew it. His hand brushed softly along my cheek and down to my chin. He pushed it up towards him so my eyes locked with his. He moved towards my lips again so I closed my eyes and kissed him back..slowly, He smiled as he kissed me again pulling me closer towards his chest. I mean I couldn’t believe it, I hoped I wasn’t awful.

Each kiss made me feel so alive, my heart raced taking the whole sensation around my body, he made me excited. He was incredible, pulling me ever closer to his body by the belt hoops on my jeans until I was over him, I was flushed with such mixed emotions. He bit my lip and held it for a few seconds then kissed my whole mouth right down to my neck. All I could do was hold my breath, it was so wrong but yet felt so right. I moved my hand through his hair and his breathing got faster, I could feel his warm breath on my neck with every intense kiss, it felt so good. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me to the bed. I felt flushed and hot, id never wanted anything so much before. He placed me down on the bed and lay over me, kissing me more all over my body. He tightly grabbed my arms and pinned them above my head, grinning he moved to my ear and whispered… telling me exactly what he wanted for me. I grew more excited, with every touch I couldn’t believe it was happening.

He moved down from kissing my neck on to my stomach and then down to my jeans, slowly undoing the button and ripping them of. He kissed my thighs, I trembled with excitement I just wanted to please him so badly!But I just couldn’t stop thinking, was I a disappointment in his enchanting eyes? I couldn’t help myself, I wanted him so much, all I could do was tremble with both fear and pleasure. I quickly rose to my knees and began to kiss him. I slowly removed his blazer and shirt and kissed his broad chest and neck he kept a content grin on his face, continuing to stare intensely at my every move.. He brushed through my hair with his fingers, He was warm and sleeked with sweat, was he just nervous? Did he want it as much as I did? I moved my hand to the center of his chest and pushed him down so he was lay flat on his back. Finally under my control. I continued to kiss and bite his amazing body lightly, right down to his belt. I could see how big he was through his jeans. I undid the buckle and threw it to the floor, he pushed up his hips as I undid the zip… panting slightly as I worked my hands down his pants grabbing him, finally touching him, I kissed and began to suck, he pushed up his hips further gripping the bed sheets whilst holding his breath trying to be quite. As I continued he threw his head back as he grabbed my hair pushing me deeper, all he did was become louder, breathing heavier as I sucked harder for longer. I didn’t know how to feel I was overwhelmed by the rush of emotion he gave me I wanted to give him more, I wanted to make sure that he would never forget me.

He moved my head from of him and grabbed my body shifting it next to his. Lying there face to face…. How could he stop he was so hard! He caressed my skin. And slowly stroked my arm with his fingers, moving them down to my hips, he took of my underwear, I trembled again. He placed his hand over mine and moved it onto him whilst kissing my lips. I grabbed him and moved my hand up and down, he closed his eyes and bit my neck and held it , it felt so good! . He whispered in my ear how amazing it felt and how he wanted to fuck me hard.. I was overwhelmed by the rush he gave me. He scratched at my back and bit me more. I pushed out my legs and curved my feet trying to take some of the tension… He made me want him more I didn’t want this feeling to end. He kissed my lips once more and whilst kissing him back I moved  my body over him, He grabbed my hands and pushed me up moving my body quickly until I felt him inside me. He pushed up his hips trying to make me take as much as I could. I screamed with both pleasure and pain. He was so big it hurt. He moved his hands to my breast caressing them as I began to ‘grind’ him. He breathed heavily telling me how it felt. I moved faster and he moved his hands to my hips,  pushing and grabbing them, he moaned loudly biting his lip, he tried to keep under control but he couldn’t. He asked me to go faster as he came closer…. breathing intensely and sweating heavily. He moaned more and more, I couldn’t help but scream.

He stopped me suddenly and smiled whilst he stared. He turned me over and kissed me once more. The whole sensation ran through my body. He held my legs and wrapped them around around his waist as he forced his way inside me, asking me to grip tighter. I screamed as he moved harder and faster, He knew what he was doing and no one had ever made me feel like this before, I didn’t want him to stop! He had his head pressed next to mine, I could feel him breathing on my neck and down my ear, I began to sweat as he held my head in place. I pressed my lips against him biting his neck softly. He moaned as I placed my hands on his back scratching him as he continued… He kept telling me he was close that that I felt good, he kept saying how he’s going to fuck me hard. (the truth, he already was). He slowed and moved his body slightly to the left of me, then he grabbed my arms tight and pinned my hands above my head telling me to grip the pillows so he could see my breasts, he was so forceful! He moved his hands quickly grabbing my thighs firmly as he moved inside me once again. . I gripped the pillows tightly as requested an he held me close, moving quicker and a lot harder than before. We both moaned with pleasure as we came closer, he moved quicker and quicker, I couldn’t keep my hands in place, it felt amazing! I bit my lip hard and moved my grip onto his back, he grabbed my breast as we both practicably screamed with pleasure.

He again moved, he pushed harder and harder grabbing me tighter moaning as he climaxed…he held his breath then suddenly released his tight grip on my body… he came, hard, inside me.. he kissed me and smiled as he slowed down and moved his body of me.

We both lay next to each other panting, sweating and both silent. We just lay there… I think I was mesmerized! after a few minutes he lifted his head of the pillow and turned onto his side facing me, placing one arm around my body and another holding my hand. He kissed it softly as he whispered the words “that was amazing”. I didn’t know how to reply so instead I lightly kissed him, I was to weak to do anything else. He stroked my back with his hands and asked if I was okay in a now raspy voice, I just smiled and stared at him…  he just kept hold of me and hugged me. I placed my head on his warm chest, he kissed my hair and held me in his arms. I didn’t want to move. I felt drained… I think we both did. I looked up to see his eyes slowly closing, drifting to sleep. I wanted to stay awake but I couldn’t either, I felt my eyes slowly shut and the image of the room began to fade away….

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A love for the lost- Part 3 ;)

We got back to his and continued to drink and talk. It was okay everyone was so relaxed and enjoying the night. Time moved on others slowly moved to other rooms or to bed. I didn't want the night to end, it felt amazing being able to spend this long in his company. We were sat on the sofa talking whilst checking our phones I think he only stayed up out of politeness. We both looked pretty rough and I joked about saying how I would make sure that he didn't forget how he looked tonight. He jokingly did the same so I took a picture.  He seemed shocked but amused as he chased my arm around trying to take my phone from my hand.... Pushing me flat on the sofa he restrained my body still with his arms and legs so I was under him. He grinned playfully and stared into my eyes. After a few seconds he dropped his gaze and released my body from beneath him, grabbing his beer once again. He took small sips and apologized. I quietly laughed and handed him my phone,  I could see his eyes light up with interest as he tried to find the one id just taken of him. "good try" he said as he quickly deleted the not so flattering photo. I guess it was worth a try. He moved slightly forward as he laughed and then became silent, beginning to stare at me and my lips. I think id blew any chance of another drink with him, I was so nervous. He tilted his head slightly as he continued to stare... what was he even doing? Did I really annoy him that much that I needed the silent treatment? I asked him if he was okay and he just smiled softly still holding the gaze with his deep eyes, looking both confused and comfortable.

I didn't know what to do, was he always like this when he was drunk? He suddenly drew a blank face and shifted towards me, then he lent in to kiss me... I mean why was he doing that.. wow, I was so shocked I even turned my head away, avoiding tasting his lips. I didn't want to disappoint him he deserved so much more than what was in front of him. He moved slightly back whilst putting one hand near my waist and another hand on my face, I couldn't look at him properly I felt shy and insecure and he knew it. His hand brushed softly along my cheek and down to my chin. He pushed it up towards him so my eyes locked with his. He moved towards my lips again so I closed my eyes and kissed him back..slowly, He smiled as he kissed me again pulling me closer towards his chest. I mean I couldn't believe it, I hoped I wasn't awful.

 Each kiss made me feel so alive, my heart raced taking the whole sensation around my body, he made me excited. He was incredible, pulling me ever closer to his body by the belt hoops on my jeans until I was over him, I was flushed with such mixed emotions. He bit my lip and held it for a few seconds then kissed my whole mouth right down to my neck. All I could do was hold my breath, it was so wrong but yet felt so right. I moved my hand through his hair and his breathing got faster, I could feel his warm breath on my neck with every intense kiss, it felt so good. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me to the bed. I felt flushed and hot, id never wanted anything so much before. He placed me down on the bed and lay over me, kissing me more all over my body. He tightly grabbed my arms and pinned them above my head, grinning he moved to my ear and whispered... telling me exactly what he wanted for me. I grew more excited, with every touch I couldn't believe it was happening.

He moved down from kissing my neck on to my stomach and then down to my jeans, slowly undoing the button and ripping them of. He kissed my thighs, I trembled with excitement I just wanted to please him so badly!But I just couldn't stop thinking, was I a disappointment in his enchanting eyes? I couldn't help myself, I wanted him so much, all I could do was tremble with both fear and pleasure. I quickly rose to my knees and began to kiss him. I slowly removed his blazer and shirt and kissed his broad chest and neck he kept a content grin on his face, continuing to stare intensely at my every move.. He brushed through my hair with his fingers, He was warm and sleeked with sweat, was he just nervous? Did he want it as much as I did? I moved my hand to the center of his chest and pushed him down so he was lay flat on his back. Finally under my control. I continued to kiss and bite his amazing body lightly, right down to his belt. I could see how big he was through his jeans. I undid the buckle and threw it to the floor, he pushed up his hips as I undid the zip... panting slightly as I worked my hands down his pants grabbing him, finally touching him, I kissed and began to suck, he pushed up his hips further gripping the bed sheets whilst holding his breath trying to be quite. As I continued he threw his head back as he grabbed my hair pushing me deeper, all he did was become louder, breathing heavier as I sucked harder for longer. I didn't know how to feel I was overwhelmed by the rush of emotion he gave me I wanted to give him more, I wanted to make sure that he would never forget me. 

He moved my head from of him and grabbed my body shifting it next to his. Lying there face to face.... How could he stop he was so hard! He caressed my skin. And slowly stroked my arm with his fingers, moving them down to my hips, he took of my underwear, I trembled again. He placed his hand over mine and moved it onto him whilst kissing my lips. I grabbed him and moved my hand up and down, he closed his eyes and bit my neck and held it , it felt so good! . He whispered in my ear how amazing it felt and how he wanted to fuck me hard.. I was overwhelmed by the rush he gave me. He scratched at my back and bit me more. I pushed out my legs and curved my feet trying to take some of the tension... He made me want him more I didn't want this feeling to end. He kissed my lips once more and whilst kissing him back I moved  my body over him, He grabbed my hands and pushed me up moving my body quickly until I felt him inside me. He pushed up his hips trying to make me take as much as I could. I screamed with both pleasure and pain. He was so big it hurt. He moved his hands to my breast caressing them as I began to 'grind' him. He breathed heavily telling me how it felt. I moved faster and he moved his hands to my hips,  pushing and grabbing them, he moaned loudly biting his lip, he tried to keep under control but he couldn't. He asked me to go faster as he came closer.... breathing intensely and sweating heavily. He moaned more and more, I couldn't help but scream. 

He stopped me suddenly and smiled whilst he stared. He turned me over and kissed me once more. The whole sensation ran through my body. He held my legs and wrapped them around around his waist as he forced his way inside me, asking me to grip tighter. I screamed as he moved harder and faster, He knew what he was doing and no one had ever made me feel like this before, I didn't want him to stop! He had his head pressed next to mine, I could feel him breathing on my neck and down my ear, I began to sweat as he held my head in place. I pressed my lips against him biting his neck softly. He moaned as I placed my hands on his back scratching him as he continued... He kept telling me he was close that that I felt good, he kept saying how he's going to fuck me hard. (the truth, he already was). He slowed and moved his body slightly to the left of me, then he grabbed my arms tight and pinned my hands above my head telling me to grip the pillows so he could see my breasts, he was so forceful! He moved his hands quickly grabbing my thighs firmly as he moved inside me once again. . I gripped the pillows tightly as requested an he held me close, moving quicker and a lot harder than before. We both moaned with pleasure as we came closer, he moved quicker and quicker, I couldn't keep my hands in place, it felt amazing! I bit my lip hard and moved my grip onto his back, he grabbed my breast as we both practicably screamed with pleasure. 

He again moved, he pushed harder and harder grabbing me tighter moaning as he climaxed...he held his breath then suddenly released his tight grip on my body... he came, hard, inside me.. he kissed me and smiled as he slowed down and moved his body of me. 

We both lay next to each other panting, sweating and both silent. We just lay there... I think I was mesmerized! after a few minutes he lifted his head of the pillow and turned onto his side facing me, placing one arm around my body and another holding my hand. He kissed it softly as he whispered the words "that was amazing". I didn't know how to reply so instead I lightly kissed him, I was to weak to do anything else. He stroked my back with his hands and asked if I was okay in a now raspy voice, I just smiled and stared at him...  he just kept hold of me and hugged me. I placed my head on his warm chest, he kissed my hair and held me in his arms. I didn't want to move. I felt drained... I think we both did. I looked up to see his eyes slowly closing, drifting to sleep. I wanted to stay awake but I couldn't either, I felt my eyes slowly shut and the image of the room began to fade away....

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A love for the lost- Part 2

The lights went low and for every tech guy testing equipment we would all cheer. It was pretty funny and I reckon the guy testing the guitar and drums loved it as he spent more time on stage than any other tech guy. He showed us his talent and what he could do, he also probably reviled his childhood dream that he also wanted to be in a band. As more songs played through the speakers and as more time went by I grew really excited by the thought that I would see them live! 

Suddenly the lights appeared as they came up on stage, everyone was screaming even I joined in! They began to play, they interacted with the crown so much. After about 3 songs I was covered in goosebumps. I didn't realize it before but the voice of a tall dark haired man just struck me. Whether it was the way he sang, screamed or spoke I don't know but all I knew was he was mesmerizing! I became gripped to his every word, he gazed over as he fell to his knees entertaining the crowd, his stare was so intense it was almost enchanting. I didn't want to take my eyes of him. He carried on singing and although quite flamboyant on stage also showed a soft, playful, mysterious side, almost like he could be hiding something. The band was amazing! The tall dark haired guy was probably the first person I could actually say Id ever had an instant attraction to! his personality shone on stage and the connection he had with his band members as well as the audience was amazing! I think it was the whole hair flick he did, or maybe even his smile... he seemed so flirtatious. Which ever one it was (as cheesy as this is going to sound) I fell in love... well like...attracted to, He seemed so perfect. As the show closed I can honestly say that I just didn't want to leave this place behind, let alone leave the same place he was in, I at least needed to say hi.

Knowing that I would never get close to meeting anyone like him again, I dashed to the merch table they were stood at. The crowd was big and it made me kind of nervous, I mean I walked away 3 times i was way to dramatic about saying hi, i was even to scared to say hi to his band mates. Eventually after it died down a little my friend dragged me over to them. It was safe to say she was always the pretty confident one I think they had met her before. As I walked over to were he was stood I felt my heart begin to race, it seriously felt like it was coming out of my chest! My friend asked for photos and a hug, they were so nice and friendly and all I did was stand there, statue like, scared to make any sort of movement and attract attention to myself. I mean especially from him, looking like this I was sweating, I was short and in no way did I look attractive, I just didn't want to ruin his night. My friend though had other ideas she had an addiction to selfies and group photos. After taking around quite a few she asked them for a group photo, they actually said yes i was surprised they had time for more. Someone from the band (I think his name was kier) had her phone and smiled softly as he handed it to me. He joked about the fact I nearly dropped the phone and posed for the photo I was shaking so much it was ridiculous. I held the phone and went to take the picture.... I couldn't look properly, I just kept staring at the guy who caught my eye on stage. I was smiling like a Cheshire cat and I couldn't have been in a worst position. If im honest I just felt like either fan girling or diving on him, yes it was dramatic but seriously, wow! After finally taking the picture my friend asked if i could get a few with them, to my surprise they actually agreed. Kier playfully hugged me and stood besides me to get a photo, this was repeated all the way down to him.. the beautiful stranger, I was too nervous to say his name, I mean I still am. As I was short he asked whether he should sit or stand for the photo in a joking manner, I couldn't reply I just stupidly stared at him in a trance like state. His strong arm moved around my shoulders as he placed his hand on me. I felt like I was going to pass out. 

She took the pictures and he politely began to ask my name and how I was, he even convinced me to buy a t shirt with there 'silly but sexy faces' on. As he spoke more I couldn't stop staring at his soft appearing lips and I couldn't stop biting mine. I admit it I was enchanted by every word he said. When they say love at first sight I honestly say I thought it was a load of crap but tonight I don't know, I just wanted tot believe it. The words he said seemed to seamlessly fall from his mouth and around my heart. I had to question everything, How stupid did I look? what does he think of me? I mean there's no way he could have been single. Regardless of any of that I didn't want to move, And I certainly didn't want to go back home, back to the shit reality id created for myself. I just wanted to talk to him. I mean he could of just repeated the alphabet or any old crap and I would of stayed there, staring intently, listening to every pleasant word that fell from his lips. I probably looked like a psycho but I felt like I had to stay. We joked and spoke for a little while he was so likable, and the way he bit his lip every so often just made me want to speak with him more. As much as my friend tried to pull me away from him I wouldn't move, even when he spoke to others I felt like I was been pulled towards him. Yes I looked like a complete freak to him and it was blatantly obvious he wasn't interested but I just couldn't help it. Id never felt like this before. I just wanted to try an make some kid of connection, I know that nothing could ever happen and that I was just another fan and statistic, But I guess along with many others he became a new dream to think about and another thing that was way out of league. He was just amazing and his personality was gripping, I felt like I had known him longer than 15 minutes. I guess that was just the effect he had on people. After another short conversation I had another photo with him and he game me a hug. I just wanted to stay in his strong arms forever.

As we both moved apart I stared into his enchanting eyes one last time right down to his soft vodka coated lips. I smirked as he caught me looking, he turned away a little also smirking. Did he not get how handsome he was? maybe it was just the fact I wasn't the prettiest of people and i was looking at him like I wanted to be his next mistake. I begrudgingly walked away, My heart began to sink, suddenly an arm touched me, it was him. He asked if we could finish our conversation, im not going to lie  I really wanted to. My friend had sorted travel out for that night to go back home, but  I just didn't care, I missed it and I felt awful leaving her but I just couldn't miss the chance to speak to him more. As time passed and the hall area grew empty, I grew abit more anxious to the fact I was now stuck in London, I really didn't know what to do. After getting us both a drink the tall dark haired guy shuffled his way back over and asked what I was actually still doing here. He seemed pretty amused when I told him that I forgot what time my coach was at. There was no way I was going to tell him that I had stayed behind just to speak to him for a bit. 

Yep I was pretty sad and stupid for doing it, but it felt good been in his company was amazing. Although amused he tried to help me sort things out regarding getting back home.  He found a coach, the only issue was that it was at 11 the next day. I mean I didn't mind staying in a coach station it wouldn't have been the first time. He said he felt bad but carried on joking as he sipped his drink. After about 5 minutes of looking confused and like he was pondering one of life's bigger questions he finally spoke again. He asked if i wanted to come back to their place just til it was a reasonable time to go to the coach station. I don't think the words he spoke could have sounded anymore beautiful, I didn't really know what to do, I was happy but I also felt bad saying yes as I was a complete stranger he was taking pity on.

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A love for the lost-Part 1

My dream was suddenly shattered by the sound of my alarm, turning over I grumpily hit the clock to shut it up. After I was finished with it it was safe to say that it wouldn't be ringing again anytime soon. After again coming to realize the morning had yet again ruined another dream I adjusted my eyes and looked around. This was an all to familiar sight of light streaming in above my blinds and an empty space beside me. If im honest getting out of bed seemed pretty pointless, doing the same routine day in day out was becoming quite tedious. But as ever today was a new day I guess, well it was different at least. My friend had tickets to see another band she had started to like. I slowly (but surely) dragged myself from out of my covers and on to the floor, this didn't help as I Also ended up dragging myself up of the floor. Everything at this point was just comfy! I mean I was exhausted why was it even legal to be up at 5am especially on a weekend! but behold the crazy friend who seemed to like the thought of queuing all day in the cod, to her this was literally the greatest idea she'd ever thought she'd have.

Switching on my phone and scanning through the endless twitter feeds, notifications and texts she had sent me. I was greeted by her all to happy 3 in the morning face. I literally don't think she ever grasped the concept of sleep. Walking over to my blinds I also  sadly caught a glimpse of my morning face in my full length mirror. For anyone who has ever seen me before at this time of the day will probably agree it isn't the best and it probably should be avoided. After stomping around the room for a bit in a moody fashion I finally found the energy to get ready. I went into the bathroom, took of my t shirt and jumped in a more than cold shower. I don't know why but it never seemed to like to work in the morning, or pretty much any time of the day I suppose it was pretty temperamental. Washing my hair in the sweet scent of shampoo I realized id used shower gel instead of shampoo...again...easy mistake maybe? either way I needed to pay more attention, today was turning out to be an already awful day. But at least if I went I could say I had some sort of social life. After rinsing my soap covered body I stepped out of the shower and wrapped the towel around my cold dripping hair. I dashed from one room to another to make sure that I was not seen. I mean I don't live with anyone but im pretty sure that I either have a friendly ghost or neighbor who can see onto my hall, it was either that or I was just completely  weird and paranoid... Dropping my towel and drying my wet coated skin I received a call from my friend. We spoke for what almost seemed forever, well ten minutes, as she yet again went over the plan of action for queuing and traveling who knew it would be so hard? After about another hour of getting ready and trying to 'goth myself up' i was ready to leave for the coach station, knowing i would be sat next to my friend for 6 hours was obviously keeping me motivated! On the plus side we met some really nice people on the coach, and the journey gave me a chance to look at the band in more depth.

Hovering over the pictures on google, I realized I made a good call to dye my hair red (I thought it was more fitting) from about the fourth picture down I started to become really excited about seeing them, they seemed pretty cool and the music wasn't to bad either. On the plus side they were quite nice looking so i saved a few pictures on my phone for a later reference of names and faces. Arriving in a wet and windy London we dragged our bags to a storage space when suddenly we were robbed! I mean we'd been here for all of 15 minutes I was truly shocked! £25 to store our bags for the day was completely outrageous, I probably could of bought one I didn't need to store with that. After begrudgingly handing over the money to the all to famous national express and there crappy coach's, we finally had to walk outside to unfamiliar territory, I only say unfamiliar because people in London were a lot nicer than the people back at home, apart from that it seemed to be the same. After a little while we arrived at the venue and began to queue. We got there a good few hours before the doors opened, so now only one question sprung to mind... where were we going to eat our next meal? Camden market and its street wasn't short of places, it was ideal it even had a KFC and a costa, I felt like I was at home. Queuing actually turned out to be great, we met some amazing people and even hid under a mattress topper to shelter ourselves from the rain. Well it was one way to get to know 4 strangers quickly. Time went by pretty quick and 7 finally came, everyone filled with excitement as lights lit up on the sign the atmosphere was amazing! After having a last minute panic over the thought we had lost our tickets we soon heard the door open and was greeted by and all to amazing site of a quite beautiful door guy and his forceful american accent. After been rounded into a small pen and herded like sheep, we were let in and dashed to the front of the barrier. After queuing that long and running of the energy of 3 small cappuccinos I wasn't going to accept anything less!