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Tyler found his way back to his home somehow. The journey home was a blur to him. His head was swimming and confusing, not to mention with every step he took it felt like the world was tipping in the opposite direction. It reminded him of a demented see-saw that never found a way to stop teetering or totering. He arrived at his house then tripped after he had taken the first step on the stairs that lead to his front door. He grabbed on the railing on the sides of the stairs for support. His ears pounded as he tried to focus on where he was. His hands were stinging from the scrapes they received when he fell. He felt like crap. Tyler found his footing and made it up the stakes without tripping this time then he opened the door to his house. He slammed it shut behind him then he kicked off his shoes when he got in his house. It was dark with none of the lights on so his vision of what he would see was even worse since he was drunk. Tyler staggered to his room then he drunkenly undressed himself until he was in his boxers and socks. He flopped down onto his bed and fell asleep. Tyler's phone chimed while he was sleeping. It was a message from his friend that didn't come to the bar. "Hey Tyler. Sorry I couldn't make it tonight, but I've got plans for us. Your favorite band's in town and they're performing tomorrow at the Arena. I've got an extra ticket. You in?"
Finn woke up early-at one pm- due to his disruptive band mates. He rolled his eyes, groaning as he stretched his up body before getting down from the bunk. He walked out Ito the kitchen eyeing the bottle of jack that Talon, Ferris, and Ginger were already passing around. Talon was their drummer, kind of on the reserved side with tattoos covering his whole body. Ferris was their lead guitarist, and the complete opposite of Talon. He embraced his craziness and loved to be in the public eye. Ginger, her real name was Kelly to begin with, but she thought it was too girly if she was going to be part of a heavy rock band with three other guys. She was the completely stereotypical base guitarist/lead girl vocals with the piercing and the dyed hair- but she could also be down to earth whenever she wanted to be. He sighed heavily as he ran his fingers through his hair sitting up on the counter, which seemed to be the only place that wasn't absolutely cluttered with crap. He snatched the bottle of jack from Gingers hands, giving her a teasing smile before taking a few gulps and placing it back down on the counter beside him. Finn figured he mind as well get drunk while he could before they had their concert tonight. Being they'd been on tour for two months now he was kind of getting sick of the lifestyle and the back to back performances. But whatever- money was money. He absentmindedly talked with them for a few before he disappeared back into his room.
Tyler woke up the next morning in the afternoon. He groaned when his mind told him to get up but his body wanted to stay in bed for the next four days. He rubbed his eyes with his hand then he rolled over until he was laying face up. He had a huge headache from drinking that extra dosage of alcohol last night after Brad left. His hand stopped moving when he felt something dry and almost still wet on his cheek... Tears? He'd been crying in his sleep and he didn't even remember what his dream was about. This just made things better for him. He sat up on his bed slowly to avoid getting a head rush then he found his phone in his pants pocket after his clothes had been thrown askew on the floor. Tyler got off of his bed then he walked over to his pants. He knelt down and fished his cellular device out of his pocket. "So Nate's sorry about bailing after all.." he thought to himself after he read his friend's message from last night. Tyler wasn't sure if he even wanted to go. He knew that he needed to get out of the house to get his mind off of last night. Somehow he felt like he deserved to wallow in his stupidity as a punishment. Maybe he was just being dramatic. Tyler stood up then he walked to his kitchen. He set his phone down on the counter and opened his cabinet above his coffee maker. He'd forgotten to get some coffee beans last night. He groaned then he went over to his fridge and pulled out a bottle of Rock Star Energy drink. He popped the cap open then he took a long drink of his beverage. Tyler set his drink down, then he decided that Nate did owe him for leaving him out on his own last night. And the guy was offering to make it up to him. He couldn't ever say no to his favorite band anyway. He grabbed his phone and replied to Nate "I'm in. When did you want to meet up and where?"
Finn was dragged around town by his manager Paulina, as well as Ginger, Ferris and Talon. The other three were quite drunk. Compared to them though Finn seemed completely sober. They also stayed with their security guard Frankie in case of some people who may have known them. He didn't mind fans, but some of them were to crazy to function. In fact they were stopped many times, but it was only to possibly take a picture and get an autograph. Later on they returned to the actual Arena. For another hour or two they checked out the vocals- making sure that everything was find for the show. Ginger went to meet up with her boyfriend for a quick dinner while the rest of the guys stayed behind to socialize with some people and ate some snacks- not feeling up for any real meal when they were going to perform within a matter of hours.
Nate ended up surprising Tyler showing up at Tyler's place after Tyler had taken a shower. The two of them had decided to hang out at Tyler's place until they were going to go to the concert. They had both decided to play some COD until they felt like actually driving to the place. While they played the xbox with their eyes fixated at the TV screen, and their hands busy with their gaming controllers, Nate talked about what happened to him last night. He and his girlfriend hadn't been doing so hot. Nate had decided to end it last night between the two of them after they had been together for almost a year. "It was the worst year of my life let me tell you," Nate said while his character zeroed in on an unsuspecting soldier. "If you knew it was going bad earlier though, why would you stay with her for so long?" Tyler asked back to him. Nate shrugged and said "I wanted to have hope in something I guess." After an hour of so, they both left Tyler's house and took Nate's car to the Arena. They had to go early because they knew parking and trying to get in line for tickets would be hell. Tyler had gained some hope and enthusiasm in going to this concert. Or at least, he had made a good attempt to gain some. Tyler got out of Nate's car when they found parking. Clearly the y weren't the only people wanting to get here early because there was already a long line leading to the front door of the Arena.
The people with early passes were allowed in and Finn and the other boys briefly talked with their fans. He was always disappointed how most of their audience were teenage girls and up- mostly females basically. He wanted men, and not just the silly ones who mumbled under their breath that they'd rather be else where while they accompanied their girlfriends. Once they were given a signal from their manager to go back stage they did so. A small sigh escaped Finn's lips as he gathered with the rest of the band back stage. His fingers impatiently strummed along his guitar as they waited for Ginger. Finally she showed up with a wide grin her boyfriend in tow- he always stayed backstage while they played. They began to prepare before the curtains were finally open and they were greeted with a crowd of cheering fans.
Tyler and Nate had gone through the ticket check in and the were in the arena officially. There were several vendors outside the seating area and the stage where people were selling several t shirts and band merchandise before the concert. Tyler knew that Nate wasn't as fond of this band as Tyler was. Tyler had been a fan when they played their first gig before they were even discovered after their lead guitarist had posted a video of them. They passed by several groups of girls wearing t shirts with the band members faces on them, and a small number of guys with them that clung to their phones while their girlfriends talked amongst each other. Tyler lead Nate out of the outer part of the arena where the vendors were and towards where their seats were. They both found two seats between a group of roudy girls that were taking pictures of the stage and several selfies. Tyler couldn't be happier to be here and be this close to his favorite band. True, he could barely hear himself think but it was well worth it. "Hey Nate! I want to thank you for doing this," Tyler shouted to Nate so he could hear him through the laughter and yelling of the fan girls around them. "Oh don't mention it man! I figure I owe you for ditching you. And about the girls around us, I'm cool with it. I deserve to go deaf from their screaming," Nate shouted back to him with a grin then he placed a hand on Tyler's shoulder. Suddenly the lights went out in the arena and there was a symphony of hundreds of female voices screaming at the top of their lungs. Tyler joined them in shouting as one of the only guy voices then the lights came on above the stage and soon the band walked out. Tyler's hands came together to clap then they stopped where they in mid air. "...That's impossible," he thought to himself.
Per usual Finn introduced the band for the night, a bright smile on his face as his eyes scanned the crowd for a minute. He looked back at his band mates with the same smile and a nod of his head to start on their first hit. His hand instinctively flickered over the strings on his guitar, nodding his head to the thrum of the acoustics before he began to sing the lyrics with rawness in his voice. Finn was totally against lip syncing, and ‘cause of that he refused to do anything but live when it came to concerts. Within, what felt like minutes, they were already on their fifth song, the crowd singing along.
Tyler had just about forgotten Brad until he saw him standing on stage as the lead singer of his favorite band. It couldn't be real, could it? He would have known if that was Finn last night at the club. He would have recognized him, so why didn't he? Tyler must have had too much to drink to realize who he was, but even before he began to drink... Tyler continued to listen to them play the songs that he had always had on replay on his phone and the ones that belonged to his CDs that he had had to repair from being scratched after being used too many times. Time flew by when they were already on their fifth song, and Tyler's lips formed the lyrics perfectly from his memory.
Finally another hour later the band had managed to get through with all of their songs. Finn thanked them for coming out tonight before slipping backstage with the rest of the band. He made himself comfortable in a chair as he was handed a glass of water. He could've gone for something stronger but figured not to since a few of their fans would be coming back stage in a few minutes. Finn rolled his eyes at the thought wishing he could just disappear back into their tour bus until their next stop. Impatiently he ran his fingers through his hair as the rest of the band came of the high of their performance they just had.
Once the concert was over, Nate stretched his arms then he looked over to Tyler and said "Well, I can see why you like the band now. The girl guitarist is seriously hot." He grinned over at Tyler. Tyler had to bring his mind back to reality after he had relived part of the memory where he and Brad/Finn met. He let out a noise of confusion then looked over to Nate. He gave him a small smirk. "I didn't know that you like that kind of girl, Nate," he said then he walked out of his seat and Nate followed after him. "And anyway, you don't have a chance with her," Tyler said.
"Because she's famous? Let a guy have a little freedom to imagine," Nate said with a witty tone in his voice.
"Not that. She had a boyfriend already. I've already seen several pictures of her with a guy on magazines and on the news," Tyler explained.
"Well that makes things different," Nate said then the two of them laughed. When their laughter died down, Tyler's gaze looked away from Nate as he looked back to the stage. By now several of the fan girls would be going backstage to meet the band and take pictures, and gush over the group. Tyler wanted to go back stage too, but...
"Hey Nate," he said.
"Hm?" Nate said back because he too had been distracted but not by the stage, but by a group of girls standing together still and taking selfies.
"I'm going to see if I can get backstage. Do you want to come with me?" Tyler asked.
"You go on ahead. I'm going to hang out here for a while," Nate said.
Tyler was oblivious to Nate checking out the group of girls. He made his way over to the stage then found an entrance leading backstage. Most of the fan girls that Tyler had noticed come this way were being lead toward the backstage by a main entryway lined by security guards. Tyler didn't want to caught with the likes of them because he'd never get even close enough to the band without getting mobbed. He went through the door labeled 'Authorized Personnel Only' then closed it behind him. He followed the white hallway lined with posters of bands toward the noise of music and people chatting. Several doors lead to different rooms before he went through the door at the end of the hall and was back stage. From where he stood, he could see the fan girls passing phones around as they took pictures with some of the band members. He didn't see Brad/Finn anywhere though.
Finn silently watched from the back as the band members greeted their fans. He let out a small laugh every time he saw the girls boyfriends looking down Ginger’s shirt as if there was something in there for him. Ginger’s reactions were the best though, she’d just clench her fist, resisting the urge to flip the guy off as she took pictures with them. Talon and Ferris of course were major flirts. Once Finn was finally spotted just about everyone there rushed over to meet him asking for him to sign their photos, their bras, their arms. Just a bunch of skin an paper. He happily complied taking pictures as well as he waited for this to all be over.
Tyler jumped when he heard the fan girls scream louder then before and then he heard the name 'Finn' amongst the noise. He watched them rush over toward area and create a whole circle around him. Things just kept getting better and better. Now he couldn't even close enough to know him and it was only a matter of time before the band had to leave and Nate would come looking for Tyler. Maybe this was all in vain. It's not like Finn would want to see him again. He left without saying goodbye and now he was just--"Hey kid, what are you doing over here?" Someone said interrupting Tyler's train of thought. The person who said that was a little taller than Tyler but he was definitely older because of the deep tone of voice he had and the stub of facial hair on his chin. He was standing a few feet away from Tyler and now he was walking towards him weaving his way through the crowd of girls.
Tyler panicked because the guy's shirt read 'Security' and he didn't want to get in trouble. He looked around and grabbed one of the passes for workers off of a nearby chair and slipped it over his head before the guy came to him.
"I said what are you doing here," the older man repeated to Tyler.
"I-I was just going to make sure that Finn got to his tour bus alright," Tyler said.
The older man assessed Tyler looking at his pass then shrugged. He'd only girl fans tonight and didn't think it possible for Tyler to be a fan. "Well for starter's, it's not just Finn you need to worry about. We've got to get the whole lot of the group back on the bus in one peace. I could use an extra hand," he said then he walked toward Finn.
Tyler followed after him trying to remain as small as possible bu the security person remained at large when he parted through the sea of girls. "Time to get your asses back on the bus," he shouted to them and lead the band out from the middle of them. He kept the fan girls back despite their screams and protest with the help of another guard leaving the band to Tyler. He'd already seen where the bus was parked on the way here so he could've easily lead to the bus. "Try to stay with me. We wouldn't want you guys to get bombarded by more crazy fans," Tyler said as calmly as he could but on the inside, he was shouting at the top of his lungs. He lead them off the stage then through the back entrance.
“Watch your language Jeff.” Finn told his Security guard with a teasing smile, ruffling his hair a bit. He laughed softly loving his height advantage, although it was obvious the man had more strength in his one finger then Finn could possibly maintain in his whole body. He complied reaching out for Ginger’s hand when she was practically rushed down by people. She gave him a grateful smile before pulling away and skipping after her boyfriend who was a few feet in front of them.When Finn heard a voice that was so obviously not Jeff’s he tilted his head to the side slightly. He paused as his eyes landed on the all too familiar figure from last night. Quickly he shook it off as he looked him over as if in a judgmental manner. “Who the hell are you?” He asked, pretending to remain oblivious as Talon looked over his shoulder with very little interest before getting onto the tour bus.
Tyler swallowed nervously. His hands were at his sides and he had to fight hard against having them ball up part of the fabric of his jacket that he was wearing. "I'm new to the arena and I'm supposed to escort you guys to the bus in one peace," Tyler said. He surprised himself but saying it calmly without any wavering in his tone of voice. He knew that if Finn looked more closely at Tyler's eyes, it would be obvious to see that he was lying. He could never look someone directly in the eye and lie at the same time. His phone vibrated silently in his pants' pocket. He chose to ignore it. Nate could wait and hang around his group of girls for a while longer. He took a bold step toward Finn and added "I'm also someone who knows better than to trust a guy who can dance AND sing."
Finn noted his nervousness as a small smirk played at his lips as he looked down at Tyler. He nodded his head silently, pressing his lips together with a shake of his head looking at the tour bus which remained a few more feet or so away. Once they were there he heard what he said, biting his lips, but otherwise coming up with no response. "Well I'm here. The rest of us are here. So thanks for taking a fake job so you could quote yourself. Mind as well cut out the dancing part though" He told him with a teasing smile before walking inside.
Tyler felt his cheeks flame up with embarassment at what Finn had said to him. He wished that he wasn't so easily affected when someone thought badly of him. And now someone who was as good looking as Finn who'd he always looked up to and almost idolized now thought that Tyler was nothing. And that smile, god how could Tyler have thought that that smile was sexy? .. It still was but Tyler hated how it looked in this situation. "You know you're still a liar. You haven't even told your friends who you really are, Finn," Tyler called after him. When Finn walked toward his bus, Tyler walked away from where he was standing and pulled his phone out of his pocket. He hadn't even heard the two other calls Nate made to him while he was talking to Finn.
Finn listened to his words rolling his eyes ever so slightly as he watched him leave. He felt bad, wishing he could take it bad as he still felt the urge to get that boy into his bed- but apparently he was over it by the things Finn had already managed to say. He sighed softly before turning away and closing the door to the tour bus. Instantly he was pulled down onto the couch by Talon, as he reached over for whatever Ginger had in her hands- not really paying attention to what it was. A few minutes later the door was opened again be Jeff as he stood by the door for a moment looking over at Finn. "You know that kid?" He asked curiously, still finding it strange how badly the kid wanted to help him onto the bus- and how little of a thought Finn gave to him. Finn just shrugged his shoulders carelessly as he leaned farther back into the couch.
Tyler still had the pass around his neck which he seemed to have forgotten about when he found his way to the front if the arena. He ended up finding Nate's tending there. From afar, Nate looked different. Pup close, he found out what it was. Nate's hair was a mess as if he had just gotten out of a hurricane and his shirt was rumpled with part of his boxers peaking out from his jeans that had been lowered slightly. He had two lip stick stains on both sides of his cheeks. Tyler raised a curious eyebrow but was laughing at the sight of this. Here Tyler was having problems with this one guy he..kind of liked, and now Nate had had a group of girls bombard him and he probably didn't even try. "Um.. Do I want to know what happened?" he asked Nate.
"Yes..you do," Nate said with a wide grin on his lips. "We are definitely going to more concerts from these guys if it gets me this much attention," he declared.
"...Sure, I guess so," Tyler said giving a small shrug. "Can we go now? It's getting late," he said then Nate and himself walked to the parking lot and found Nate's car.
Ginger went off with her boyfriend, claiming they needed some private time- which essentially meant they were getting up to have a good f***. Finn rolled his eyes at the thought beginning to wonder if his bass was even serious about this guy. Sure this had been the longest relationship she’d ever been in but you could never tell. Once the crowd outside died down Talon and Ferris found it was safe enough to go outside and hit up the club- and eventually they roped Finn into going too. They all piled into his truck pulling up to one not too far off. He was already beginning to feel a little dazed and was wishing he’d just stayed back and fallen asleep. The boys instantly hopped out of the car when they had arrived, not giving Finn a second look as he stayed in the truck a few extra minutes. He pulled his flask out for a moment taking a few sips before getting out as well. Tonight was about having fun- an he figured Talon and Ferris wouldn’t let it be any other way.
(( I feel like we should include another paparazzi ambush, but I also want to have Tyler have some alone time with Finn. What do you think? ))
((Uh... >.>.... uh. Yeah alone time sounds good ^-^))
(( Also... Does the band have a name? ))Tyler and Nate drove away from the arena and then, of all the songs that had to play on the radio when Tyler turned on the music, it was a song from Finn's band. Tyler sighed and ran a hand through his shirt brown hair. He needed a stress relief right now and since Nate was still high from being attacked by a mob of star struck girls looking for Finn, he figured that maybe they could both go to the club to have some fun.
"Hey Nate," he said over to his friend while he drove the car.
"That's my name," Nate said with a side smile in Tyler's direction.
Tyler rolled his eyes then he said "How do you feel about going to the club? You can't bail on me this time anyway since you're in the car with me."
Nate sighed then looked over at Tyler when they came to a stop at a stop light. "You're still on that?"
"Well I did see a guy at the bar there who was sucking on an egg while he stirred his finger in a glass of--"
"Okay I get it! I do owe you this last request," Nate exclaimed.
Tyler grinned a grin of satisfaction then Nate drove them to the club. They two pulled up and had little to no trouble getting in when they outside. It was almost impossible to get around inside because the dance floor was packed with bodies and the music was somehow louder then before when Tyler was here last.
"Hey, I'm going to go take a piss really quick," Nate said with his thumb jerked towards the restroom.
"I'll be at the bar drinking the night away," Tyler said then Nate took towards the restroom by walking around the group of dancers in the center of the club. Tyler made his way over to where he remembered the bar was then he sat down on one of the seats. He ordered a glass of alcohol and it came to him seconds later. He brought it to his lips and was prepared this time for the burn of the liquid when he first tasted it. He swallowed the numbing beverage and took another long drink of it.
((Ehehehe.. uh no. Since I’m uncreative how about like All time low. XD Yeah.. so not good at this oh well))Finn made his way towards the bar in the back as Talon and Ferris circled the room. He promised he’d meet up with them once he had a few more drinks in him. Calling out to the bartender he ordered for something strong- not really caring what it was. He didn’t bother sitting as he quickly finished off the drink before asking for another two. Soon enough the alcohol was taking its affect and he thought he’d be more presentable as the careless Finn Mckall he was. He practically stumbled over towards his friends, laughing for no apparent reason as he found a girl by his side. Well… at least that was easy.
Tyler had finished one glass, then another, then another, and another until he felt the world wobble again. This time it wasn't making him dizzy, it made him smile and feel giddy for some reason. All the lights and music of the club around him made Tyler feel like he was at some sort of party. Tyler laughed at himself when he realized that he technically was at one, and these people were other party goers. Tyler got down from his chair that he was sitting in and he had to grab onto the counter to steady himself. "Hey Tyler, are you alright?" A familiar voice said to him. Tyler looked up to see Nate standing in front of him.
Tyler smiled carelessly and his hand lifted up touching Nate's face. "You're such a good friend, Nate. The goodness friend there ever was, and you know why? Well.. I don't know why, I was hoping you could tell me," he said with his voice slurring.
Nate laughed and said "You're drunk, dude."
"No I'm not! Now let's dance," Tyler said then he used his flimsy limbs to bring Nate onto the dance floor. He danced, or at least attempted to dance, with Nate while the world spinned more. Tyler sang along loudly with the songs playing and dropped low to the floor when the base dropped.
He kept the girl close to his side as he leaned against the wall, gritting his teeth every time she asked him to dance. Each time he said no, annoyed by her whining he finally got rid of her before catching up with Ferris on the dance floor. “Bro who’s this?” He asked with a playful smile as he looked at the blond he had wrapped in his arms. Ferris shook his head with a shrug of his shoulders. Finn let out a small laugh kissing the girls cheek. “Well you two have fun-Just not too much fun now.” He said with a small wink.His eyes wandered around the club as he looked for someone who was more his taste. Finn paused just a few feet away from Tyler his eyes scanning his body in a possessive manner- noticing a few guys nearby having the nerve to check him out. He glared at them- but of course they seemed otherwise oblivious as their eyes were glued to the boy who was so obviously drunk.
Tyler continued to dance until he started to see Nate in a new light. His sharp blue eyes and his tousle of brown hair with his high cheek bones were part of the reason Tyler used to have a crush on him when they were younger. Tyler had been distracted by his looks until he felt something form in his pants. Suddenly his clothes became tight around his crotch, and he couldn't do anything about it. He looked around and there was more good looking guys that seemed to have all their eyes on Tyler. His hand went immediately to his zipper but it stopped right there. "Dude... I gotta go piss," he said then he staggered off of the dance floor leaving Nate to his own. He found the restroom then fell to his knees when it was a door that needed only to be pushed open without a handle being used. A sudden small leak escaped him and he blushed. He stood up and looked down at his pants. "How did that happen penis? You're supposed to be better than that," he murmured then he walked over to one of the stalls for a handicap then closed the door not locking it. Like a handicap person would come to a club. He laughed again then he slid down to the floor. When he unzipped his pants, he found that the reason his pants hurt was because he had an erection. He slowly rubbed himself then felt dizzy from the smell of arousal. His head leaned back against the wall and he closed his eyes as he continued to jerk off.
Finn raised an eyebrow in question as he saw Tyler stumble towards the bathroom. He took a step in his direction, stopping himself with a shake of his head. But apparently he didn’t have time to listen to himself and followed him anyways. He heard the distant sound of the boy talking to himself, rolling his eyes at the thought altogether. Glad to find no one was in there he decided to wait for when he came out. He crossed his arms over his chest leaning against the wall impatiently. When another minute passed he figured the dude couldn’t be taking a piss for that long. He noted the fact he was in the handicapped stall, and the fact the door was unlocked. Slowly, against his better judgment he opened the door. His eyes practically glazed over as he saw Tyler touching himself. Without really thinking he got onto the floor besides him. He crouched over him with a small smirk kissing his neck softly. Finn reached out pulling the boy’s hand away from his erection before replacing it with his own. “Need some help with that?” He whispered softly as he looked down at him.
Tyler looked over to see Finn kneeling down beside him. His drunken vision made Nate seem more attractive, but it made Finn seem almost god like. What the hell? He felt a noise of pleasure escape his lips when his neck was kissed by Nate. Unlike when he was sober, Tyler was his most honest when he was drunk. "Well I think we both could use some help, but since we're both such nice assholes, let's help each other," he said then his hand fell away from his cock. His other hand touched Finn's chest but it kept sliding on it almost as if Tyler was touching an ice cube. "God am I sorry for saying those bad words to you earlier. I only wanted to make you feel like shit. Well, you could feel like it, but not look it. You're too hot to look like shit," he said then nodded his head. "You'll my only hope, Finn," he said with his cheeks flushed from the heat he felt. He looked down at Nate's hand holding his erection. "You've got soft hands dude. What kind of lotion do you use?" he asked him.
Finn laughed softly at his drunk talk, and the fact the boy remained with such a straight face. He watched as his hand slid down his chest. “Then you should be able to help me out.” He purred softly guiding Tyler’s hand to the small bulge in his pants. Pressing his lips together he nodded his head in understanding. “I’ve been told many time I could never look like shit.” Finn told him in a serious tone as he looked down at him, slowly moving his hand up and down his erection, brushing his thumb over the tip. He kissed his temple softly a smile of amusement playing at his lips. “Uh. I don’t use lotion, men generally don’t what about you?” He asked playing along.
"I use soap. I mean some people say to use it for dishes only, but I like to do things differently and use it for my hands like a bad ass," Tyler said then he felt more moans and abrupt gasps escape his lips when Finn helped him jerk off. He smiled wearily at Finn when his temple was kissed by his lips. Tyler's hand found Finn's zipper and then he used it open the small door to Finn's erection. His finger brushed against the tip of his cock then he used his whole hand to rub him from top to bottom. He leaned his head forward and kissed Finn's temple as well while he worked. "...I really missed your face too. And then I saw your face at the concert. You're an asshole for not telling me the truth when I'm a good guy. Well, you're a good guy too. But I'm also an asshole for sneaking back stage. I don't work at the arena either, and God- I am a bad guy. Why are you helping me if I am what I am?" He asked Finn then he felt tears brim at his eyes.
((Oh God I love drunk tyler XD))“Oh yes, such a bad ass.” He said with a small smile, moaning softly at the feel of his hands and pulling him closer so he could feel more. He gently massaged his balls before stroking him faster with his hands. “You missed my face?” Finn couldn’t help but ask as he gave him a teasing smile laying his head on top of the boys for a second as he pulled at his slowly growing erection. He gasped softly, loving the cold feel of his hand as a small shiver went through him. “Well I missed it to. And I never thought I’d see you again. Or get the chance to be in a moment like this with you.” He murmured softly- knowing the kid would remember nothing if he was in a state such as this. At the next thing he said Finn couldn’t help but roll his eyes. He pulled away growing slightly concerned when he saw the tears forming in his eyes. “Hey, hey. Don’t cry, you’re not a bad person.” He said rubbing his back slightly as his hand loosened around Tyler. “And I could tell you didn’t work there- besides your much to small. I’d have a better chance at defending myself.” He told him teasingly pressing his lips to his forehead.
"Hey I'm not small!" Tyler protested making his hand that held Finn's cock tighten its grip. "I'm big enough to drink and I'm big enough to know how to hold your hot dog!" He shouted then he looked down at his hand holding Finn's cock. "Wait a second.." He said quietly then he loosened his hold and realized how tight he was holding Finn's manhood. "Um.. I guess I could work on the second part of that statement," he admitted sheepishly. He wiped away at his eyes with the back of his hand. "I'm sorry that I squeezed too tight," he said. He let go of Finn's cock then he suddenly hugged him. "I-I don't want you to go away," he said into Finn's neck where his head rested. Having his heart so close to his heart made Tyler happy. His hand lifted up and rested comfortably over Finn's heart. He pressed his lips to the fabric and kissed his chest through it.
“Hot dog? Really?” Finn asked amusement written all over his tone. He liked the roughness when he held him, shaking it off as he let go. When Tyler wrapped his arms around his neck Finn held him tightly. “Don’t worry babe, I’m not going anywhere right now.” He murmured softly kissing the top of his head. He felt like he was dealing with some teenage girl going through a bunch of mood swings- except this was way worse. Chuckling at the thought he looked down at him questioningly, “What are you doing?” Finn asked curiously, a small smile playing at his lips.
Tyler's head nuzzled closer to Finn's chest. "I can hear your heart but...I can't see it," he said then he moved his head away from Finn's chest. His hands grabbed onto the lower hem of Finn's shirt then Tyler lifted it up revealing Finn's sculpted upper body. One of his hands held onto his shirt while his other hand touched Finn's chest then his nipples with his cold fingers. He traced the lines of Finn's chest then his abs. His hand returned back to his chest then stopped over his heart. His head pressed against Finn's bare chest and now he could hear his heart louder than before. He smiled then he frowned. "I still can't see it," he said then he moved his head away from Finn and looked at Finn's face.
Finn tapped his nose as if he was simply a child that had just figured out Santa Clause wasn’t real. “That’s ‘cause you were not meant to see it.” He told him with a shake of his head. He kissed the innocent boys lips softly, cupping his cheek before pulling away. Slowly he stood to his feet zipping up his pants before pulling Tyler up to his own feet. “Here we should get you some water so you’re not a total mess in the morning. Who’d you come here with?” He asked raising an eyebrow as he zipped up his pants and helped him out of the stall.
Tyler stood up with Finn's help and had almost forgotten that he had come here with someone. "His name?... His name... His name is Nate. He's got a face and blue eyes," he said then he remembered his phone. He pulled it out of his pocket but couldn't figure out how to use it. He then found a button that lif up the screen with the background of a stary night. "That's trippy," he said then he looked at Finn. "You see this?" He said showing his phone to Finn then he saw Nate dancing very sensually and very close to a girl. "Hey Na--" he shouted then his voice was cut off when Tyler coughed hoarsely. He pounded his chest then he looked over to Finn. "I can't speak. I'm a mime now," he said.
He cleared his throat slightly, “Well I’d hoped he had a face.” Finn said looking at his phone and rolling his eyes. “Yup. That Is indeed so trippy,” He said, gently pushing his hand back so the phone wasn’t shoved up in his face. His eyes flickered over towards the boy he’d just indicated, feeling a slight sense of relief when he found him dancing up against a girl. “Uh huh. Sure you are.” He muttered, “Then why did you just talk?” He questioned.
"Well I'm f***** up right now and so are you. You imagined it, and you're imaging all of this. I'm just cruising right now through this," Tyler said then he realized that he and Finn couldn't spend forever in this club even though he wanted to. No that wasn't right. He didn't want to be in this club forever. He wanted Finn to be his forever. "It's a good dream though, don't you think? We both get to have this moment," he said then he looked down. "Best moment of my life ever too," he said quietly then he look up to Nate then back to Finn. "You know how people say 'Keep Calm and Carry On?' Well I got a new one. 'Carry On'. No one needs to be calm anyway, so 'Carry On' works nicely," he said.
Finn shook his head pressing his lips together. “Nope. Not as f***ed up as you.” He said simply as he crossed his arms over his chest. “And no not really, you’re still here.” He said with a teasing smile leaning towards him a bit before grabbing his hand and pulling him back over towards the bar. He set him down on the seat grabbing a beer. “Wow. And since when did you become a philosopher?” He asked with a small smile before chugging the beer. “A water for the kid.” Finn called back towards the bartender giving her a slightly flirty smile and brushing off the look she gave to Tyler as he handed him the water.
"Well after I would graduate from Harvard I would become a philosopher that would travel nation wide to learn the study of human nature and how we react to certain stressful situations so I'll probably go to Poland first and work my way around the world to learn from every kind of person from each individual country," Tyler said then he stopped speaking and looked at Finn plainly for a moment then he bursted out laughing. "I got you's good," he said then he looked to the glass of water in front of him and took a drink of it. It didn't burn like alcohol, and it was almost tasteless and flavorless. How boring. He stopped laughing and asked "Hey how come you keep calling me kid? Do we need to have another serious lesson again? I'm not that small. You remember, member?"
Finn nodded his head slowly as if it all made perfect and complete sense. "Oh yes. You so did," He said softly with a roll of his eyes, wondering when his friend was going to stop dry humping that girl so he could take Tyler home. He laughed softly at the serious lesson, shaking his head. "I'd love another lesson. And exactly you're not that small, but you are indeed small- so i can call you kid all i want." He said simply, spotting Ferris at the other side of the room, letting out a breathless laugh as he saw the girl pulling him towards one of the back rooms in the club. He finished his beer before setting it back onto the counter and looking around.
Nate made his way over to the bar and spotted Tyler sitting next to a guy he didn't recognize, even though he looked familiar. The girl from before was gone, but the belt around Nate's waist was making his pants sag. "Hey Tyler, you still drunk?" Nate asked him.
"Hmm, define drunk," Tyler asked back to him then he swerved around in his seat until he faced his friend while he held onto his glass of water.
"It's what you are right now," Nate said with a smirk.
"Well if you knew I was drunk, why ask? Someone needs to get their brain checked," Tyler hollered and made a motioning of his hand to his friend.
"Right, well I'll get it checked when I can but now I have to get you home. Say goodbye to your friend," Nate said then laughed when he realized how much of a parent he sounded like.
"He's not just a friend! He's my special ass hole of a friend," Tyler said then he set his glass down on the counter and stood up. He did this too quickly because he immediately was gifted with a head rush making him dizzy. "Ughhh," he moaned then Nate put an arm around his friend. Nate looked over to Finn niece said "Thanks for looking out for him."
Finn shrugged his shoulders as he finished another drunk before getting up. "No problem. Keep this one close." He said kissing the too of Tyler's head as he passed him before he went over to Talon who was moodily leaning against the wall. He had no idea how this helped him in getting any girls- but apparently it did. "Need help holding this wall up?" He asked with a friendly smile as he crossed his arms over his chest.
Talon looked at him sideways smirking slightly as he inclined his head to where that guy was leaving with Tyler. "You know him personally?" He asked, unable to keep the teasing tone out of his voice.
Finn shook his head slightly. "Just met him. He was shit-faced, so I thought I'd just wait it out till his friend came over." He said lying easily as he looked back down the floor.
Nate carried/dragged Tyler back to Nate's car. Tyler's legs were boneless and as flimsy as paper making it difficult for him to stand. "I can't feel my arms, Nate," Tyler said in a slurred voice. His head rolled back and he looked up at the sky. "When did we get into outer space?" Tyler asked then he was helped into the back of Nate's car. Nate buckled his seat belt then Nate got in on the driver's side. "I owed you big for leaving you alone that night, but this- is priceless," Nate said then he started up his car and he drove away from the bar. Tyler's arms raised into the air like he was touching the sky but was instead touching the roof of Nate's car. "I throw my hands up in the air sometimes- singing EYYY OH!" He shouted/sang loudly. The paparazzi had followed Finn's tour bus to the club and was inside the club secretly taking several photos of the band members dancing and drinking.
Not really feeling anyone there Finn made his way out back towards his truck when he spotted the paparazzi out back. He rolled his eyes grabbing a random girl in a kiss before flipping them off and stomping back towards his car. He slammed his keys into the ignition before driving to some nearby motel- not willing to sleep on that bunk bed on his last night in the city. And he especially didn't want to deal with his band mates. He ordered out the biggest room they had smiling brightly as he looked around. Wasting no time he quickly fell into the bed falling asleep almost instantly.
Nate remembered where Tyler lived so he drove to his house with no problem at all. The only problem was actually getting Tyler out of the car without anything bad happening. Tyler's words had become gibberish now as he looked over to see his friend unbuckling his seat belt and helping him out of the car. "You're such a good friend..the goodest friend I have. The goodest friend in the whole world even," Tyler said then Tyler doubled over suddenly dry heaving onto the ground suddenly vomiting. Nate's face twisted in disgust since he was almost puked on. "Dude if you puke on me, I'm going to give you hell," he said but then he sighed and helped Tyler up onto his feet again. "Up you go," he muttered then he walked him to his front door. Tyler's head kept rolling back and forth then bounced from side to side like a pin ball in an arcade game. Nate helped Tyler into his room then he dropped him down onto his bed. Tyler suddenly grabbed hold of his pillow and began to snuggle with it then make out with it. Nate laughed and then he took out his phone and took a photo of this. "Priceless, Tyler. I'll see you later," Nate said then he left his friend's house then drove away. Tyler moaned as he continued to kiss the pillow then he murmured "Finn...your lips are so soft.." Tyler then fell asleep.
Finn woke up with a small yawn, stretching his upper body before finally managing to drag himself out of bed an hour later. He ruffled his hair looking around for his things when he paused remembering he hadn't brought anything with him. Wow, he was really never one for thinking ahead. His gaze landed on himself in the mirror and his eyes traveled upwards then back down. Oh well, he could work it, although he'd prefer nice clean clothes. To contradict the whole fact he was wearing days old clothes he went into the attached bathroom running the water as he pulled some bubbles out. He scrunched his nose slightly as he filled the water in the tub with it, the herbal scent instantly overtaking his nose. Once he had time to adjust he quickly stripped before hopping in with a relaxed sigh.
Tyler woke up the next morning, and he wished that he hadn't. He could taste the alcohol on his tongue still, and the texture of it touching the roof of his mouth was like sand paper. His head was pounding constantly like a MMA fighter was using him as a punching bag for practice. He peeled his eyes open and rubbed them with his hand. "Ughhh.." he moaned then his hand went instinctively to his stomach. "Oh hell," he muttered then he threw the blanket off of his body and he ran to his bathroom. He barely made it in time before he fell to his knees and he vomited all the alcohol he had from last night into the white porcelain toilet. His hands gripped the brim of the seat as he continued to do this. "..I'm..never drinking that much...again," he panted between his vomiting. The smell was nauseating, and he hated now he let himself drink so much last night like a clueless idiot. Once Tyler had enough strength in him, he flushed the toilet then he stood up. He was still fairly dizzy but he could manage to hold himself up. He opened up his medicine cabinet and grabbed a bottle of pills. Just then, he remembered Finn. He didn't remember everything that happened, but he remembered spending a lot of time with Finn. His face continued to replay in his kind like a DVD stuck on repeat because the disc was scratched. Then his face turned red when he remembered something embarrassing. "Don't tell me that I did that with him," he thought to himself.
((Lol same 3 ))