Totally Rocked? (The Next Generation Series Book 3)

by K E Osborn

  We cuddled until Danger had to leave. I cried, of course, but he tried to make it as painless as possible. He swore he’d do better and he swore he would come and see me again soon. I just don’t know what his version of soon is. The past few days have been dramatic. The night Annie ended up in the hospital she was photographed topless in that guy’s lounge room next to a bottle of vodka and a pill box and the pictures went viral. Needless to say when Dad found out the shit hit the proverbial fan and Staked went into crisis mode with Rob, our agent.

  Annie was a mess and completely embarrassed as you would be having your breasts exposed to the world. There were reports of her drug use being brought on by Dad, which made people question his parenting skills and he didn’t like that at all, which of course, was fair enough. He’s worked bloody hard with us and he’s worked even harder with his sobriety, so for the papers to shove that in his face again was a severe blow. But it turned out in the end Rob spun the story so that it worked in our favour, and somehow it managed to get Aston back on Annie’s side and finally…finally, they’re back together.

  The change in Annie, once Aston took her back, was dramatic. She was back to her old self again, not the depressed, moping around, sad girl she’d become. She’s my sister and I’d missed her and we’re all so happy to finally have her back to her usual self.

  It was great to watch the spin Rob put on the story – ‘Annie coming out of the ashes to find her feet and her true love through the heartache.’ – actually helped make headway for the band. We hadn’t been doing much, but the current drama in the news meant we could start something. Rob pushed for us to headline our own tour which we’re all excited about. We just needed a backup band and I could only think of one thing. I had Danger back in my life for such a short period of time and he’d been working hard trying to get Recoil up and running, so why not suggest them as our backup band? So suggest it I did and Rob made it happen. I was so excited when I rang Danger and told him the news. He was ecstatic at the thought of going on tour again, especially with me, and with only two bands in the show it meant more exposure for Recoil, which is a good thing. If riding on the coat tails of Staked meant Danger’s band could make it big like us, I was all for helping him out. Music was his passion too, and I wanted to help where I could.

  I’m making my way back into the music room after calling Danger to tell him about the tour. I’m on such a monumental high that nothing can bring me down. Not only am I going to see Danger again soon, but I’m going to go back on tour with him, which means months of time with him.

  This is the best news ever!

  I walk inside and notice Chad sitting in the corner and he looks terrible. He’s pale and he has the biggest scowl on his face. Suddenly, a wave of nausea hits me as guilt overflows my veins. I know I would’ve hurt Chad’s feelings offering up Recoil for the backing band, but I really need more time with Danger and I just hope that Chad understands. I can’t stand to look at how depressed Chad looks right now, so I turn and walk out to the kitchen. Suddenly, a set of arms grab and pull, turning me around and then Chad pins me to the wall looking at me fiercely. He seems broken and I bite my bottom lip as his hands grip my arms tightly holding me in place.

  “So the kiss meant nothing then? Him ignoring you means nothing? You’re running right back to him the first chance you get?” he asks.

  I take a deep breath and exhale releasing his grip from around me and taking a step to the side.

  “I have to try, Chad. I owe him that much—”

  “You don’t owe him anything. He owes you, Ella. He treats you like shit and you let him. How am I supposed to be on tour with you and him again?” he asks and I shrug and tilt my head.

  “We’ll manage,” I say and he runs his hand through his hair and shakes his head then he storms off leaving me feeling cold and desperately alone. And for the first time, I feel like maybe I might be choosing the wrong man. My heart sinks and I swallow hard as I watch Chad stomp away in pure anger. My bottom lip trembles as tears well in my eyes and I sniff back trying not to let it get the better of me, but it does and the tears fall down my cheeks. I feel terrible for hurting him and I feel awful that I feel guilty. But more importantly I feel dreadful that right now I don’t know what, or who I want, and my heart is hurting badly at that thought.

  A month has passed since the news of our headline tour was announced, and Staked have been rehearsing and getting ready for the tour. Before I know it, I’m in our jet landing in Stockholm. I’m beyond excited because I know I’ll be seeing Danger again for the first time since last month when I get to the hotel. He’s been excellent over the last month, calling every day and Skyping every chance we get. He’s actually pulled up his act. I’m not sure whether it’s because he knew he’d be spending five months with me on tour, or because he really is trying to do better. But either way I like it.

  Chad has been distant. He only really talks to me about band issues and I miss him…terribly. I miss his friendship. I miss the sizzling connection we have, but I guess if I chose Danger then I don’t have the right to want to feel that connection with Chad anymore. So having a friendship, even if it is only to do with the band, is the right thing for me right now.

  We arrive at the hotel and I’m practically bouncing in anticipation. I know Danger is already here. He gave me his room number, and as soon as I’ve set up my room with Annie I’m going to go and see him. As a group, Staked and our mothers all walk down the hall finding our allotted rooms. I can’t help but notice Chad is only three doors down from me and Annie, but I ignore it and walk straight to my room. I set up my luggage and do everything I need to do with lightning speed, a racing heart and tummy full of butterflies. I race out of the room leaving Annie behind and practically run down to Danger’s room at the end of the hall. I casually knock on his door and wait smoothing down my dress trying to make myself look perfectly presentable for him. The door swings open and I look up to see Danger smiling brightly at me.

  “Sugar,” he says and rushes forward taking me in his arms and lifting me up swirling me around.

  Laughing at his pure strength, I embrace him back as my lips crash down to his kissing him with everything I have. He stops spinning and slowly slides me down his body, our tongues entwining as he holds onto me tightly. Turning and pinning me to the wall, his hand comes up cupping my cheek as his other grips my waist firmly. His body grinds into mine while my hands fist in his hair taking in every ounce of him. Even though I’ve gone much longer than a month without seeing him, it still felt like an eternity, and reconnecting with him is the best part. He slowly pulls back and looks at me with the biggest smile he can muster.

  “Fuck, it’s good to see you,” he says and I smile.

  “It’s good to see you too,” I say as his forehead rests against mine.

  “I’m so glad your dad’s not on tour with us right now,” he whispers.

  “Me too, gives us a little more freedom,” I say and he nods quickly pecking my lips again.

  “Don’t have to worry about him finding us in the halls,” he says and I smile remembering we are actually in the hallway.

  “Well, he’ll come and join us at some stage, so we have to make the most of it while we can,” I say and he grinds his newly formed erection into me.

  “Oh, we will. I wish I could make the most of it right now, but we don’t have long to get reacquainted before we have to go to the Ericsson Globe to set up,” he says and pouts which makes me giggle.

  “You’re too cute. Well, for now, a kiss and a cuddle will have to do. We have five months together to get reacquainted Danger, and it’s going to be amazing,” I say and he smiles brightly and nods.

  The lights strobe and the crowd roars, screaming and cheering so loudly it vibrates through my very core. You can’t wipe the smile off my face as I run off stage from the encore of our first show as the headline act. We were on fire tonight, and being the headline act for the night and having the fans here solely for your ba
nd is some sort of rush. I never thought it’d feel this utterly electrifying.

  Placing my guitar on the stand, I jump up and down letting some of the excitement flow through me as everyone is cheering and excited. Danger runs and grabs me in a bear hug then swirls me around kissing me. I giggle against his lips as he slowly slides me down his body. He keeps hold of me as we pull our lips apart and I look at him and smile.

  “That was unbelievable,” I say and he chuckles.

  “Sugar, you were mesmerising,” he says leaning in kissing me again.

  I hear someone coughing so I pull away from Danger to see Mum staring at us. I bite my bottom lip as she hasn’t seen us together like this yet. She knows he was in my room, but she hasn’t seen us so openly together. Danger takes a step back out of respect for Mum. He really is thankful she hasn’t told Dad.

  “Good job, Ella,” Mum says smiling and then she looks across at Danger.

  “Thanks, Mum,” I reply and she looks between us, exhales and shakes her head then walks off not saying anything else. I look at Danger and raise my eyebrow with a smirk.

  “It’s so weird that she knows,” he says.

  I wrap my arm around his waist cuddling into him. “I’m glad, it makes life easier, I think.”

  “If you say so. Let’s go to the after party,” he says and I lean up on my toes in excitement.

  “Hell, yeah,” I reply.

  We’re sitting in a booth at the VIP section of the after party and everyone is having a good time. Annie and Aston are back to their old romantic selves while I sit next to Danger, who’s having a hard time keeping his hands to himself under the table. Mum went back to the hotel, so she’s letting us have our first after party as a headline act to ourselves, which is something Dad would never have done. It’s nice to know that she trusts us like that.

  “Want another juice, baby?” Aston asks and Annie nods as he leans in kissing her cheek. “I’ll be right back,” he says and slides out of the booth walking across to the bar.

  “So you really aren’t going to drink anything with alcohol tonight, Annie?” I ask sipping on another cocktail because I plan to have fun this evening.

  “Nope, I’m done with that shit. Look what happened last time I drank. I yelled at you, went home with a stranger and ended up in the hospital, not to mention the damn photographs. Nope, no more alcohol for me,” Annie says.

  I smile as Danger nuzzles in behind my ear. Annie smirks at him and he straightens up like he’s embarrassed he was caught being affectionate, which makes me roll my eyes.

  “Well, I’m proud of you, sis,” I say and she nods and then looks over at the bar.

  I turn and look at Danger, who’s trying to look casual.

  “You okay there, tiger?” I ask and he exhales and slumps his body.

  “Yeah, it’s just, I’m trying to maintain my image here, sugar. I’m a bad boy rocker, and I find myself nuzzling into you and smelling your fucking incredible hair, and doing shit like that isn’t good for my image, you know?”

  “Danger, are you falling for me?” I tease poking him in the ribs, he chuckles and shakes his head.

  “No, I’m rugged and manly and I don’t smell hair and nuzzle, or cuddle, or anything else that I do with you, okay?” he says with a great big dirty smirk.

  “My guess is you secretly love this new side of you,” I say leaning in and kissing his bottom lip.

  He groans and exhales as I look into his eyes. “You’re the devil you know that?”

  I giggle and wink at him.

  Suddenly, Annie steps out of the booth. I look up at her and follow her line of sight to Aston. There’s a redhead walking up quickly behind him and she launches herself at him. I gasp as Danger turns to view the commotion. She jumps wrapping her legs around Aston’s waist and her arms around his neck. Poor Aston stumbles as he tries to pry her off, but she leans down and kisses him right on the lips. My hand shoots to my mouth as I look at Annie and she does not look happy. Her face is bright red and her nostrils are flaring.

  “Annie!” I call out as she starts to race forward, but she doesn’t stop.

  This is bad.

  This is very bad!

  Aston pulls the girl from him and then Annie reaches her and grabs her hair pulling it so hard that strands of her hair fly off in all directions.

  “Oh, shit!” I say as Danger and I race from the booth and toward the fight.

  “How dare you kiss my boyfriend? He’s mine,” Annie yells pulling at her hair so forcefully she falls to the floor. Annie kneels down and starts to slap at the poor girl.

  “Annie, stop!” Aston calls out looking as utterly shocked as the rest of us. He grabs at Annie and tries to pull her off the girl.

  “You’re a crazy bitch,” the redhead yells, and right now I think she’s right. Annie’s lost it.

  Annie screams and slaps her across the face as Danger moves in helping Aston pull Annie away from the redhead. Aston pulls her back into his muscular chest as she heaves taking in deeps breaths.

  “I’m going to press charges you psycho,” she yells and runs out of the VIP room.

  “Do it then you stupid whore,” Annie yells.

  “Annie shut it,” Danger says stepping in front of her as Aston releases her.

  “She deserved it, stupid bitch,” Annie says and runs her hands through her tangled hair.

  Aston grabs her arm and pulls her around to face him, his nostrils are flaring like he’s beyond mad.

  “What the fuck was that Annie?” he demands.

  “What? She was all over you.”

  “So that gives you the right to beat her up?”

  I look at Danger, grab his hand and we walk off leaving them to argue about Annie’s insecurities.

  “Holy shit that was intense,” Danger says as we walk back over to the booth.

  “Tell me about it. I’ve never seen her act like that before. I mean I knew she was a jealous person, but to ultimately beat someone up over it was mental.”

  “Would you beat a girl up for me?” he asks and I giggle.

  “Maybe,” I say and he smirks.

  “Would you do it in a bikini and in a pool full of Jell-O?” he asks and I laugh hard.

  “No Danger, I will not do Jell-O wrestling for you,” I say and he pouts and furrows his brows.

  “Aww, spoil-sport,” he says and leans in kissing my head. “I’d do it for you.”

  I raise my eyebrow and smirk. “What wear a bikini and wrestle another girl in Jell-O? Yeah, I bet you would.”

  “Yeah, it would be hard, but baby, I’d do it for you,” he says and I take a seat and sip on my cocktail.

  “You’re a dickhead,” I say and he smiles.

  “Yeah, but I’m your dickhead,” he says and I smile and nod.

  I notice Annie and Aston about to walk off. He wraps his arm around her shoulders and they proceed to walk out of the room.

  “Shit, wait here,” I say to Danger and run after Annie.

  “Annie, hold on,” I call out and run after them. “Are you okay? You’re not going to go off and do something stupid are you?”

  She chuckles and shakes her head. “No, I think I’ve had my fill of stupid things for one night. We’re going back to the hotel.”

  “Okay, well I’ll meet you there. Is it okay if Danger comes back to the hotel room for a while?”

  Annie smirks and nods her head. “Aston, can I stay in your room tonight?”

  “Of course, if you think we can get away with it?”

  Annie smiles and nods. “Have the room to yourself Ella, and have whoever over you like. Just be safe.”

  I smile wide and my heart jumps a beat. “Thanks, guys. I owe you,” I say and run back to Danger to tell him the good news.

  Danger is watching me as I run back and his smirk is broad. “You look like you’re in a good mood,” he says and I nod and pull his hand dragging him out of the booth. “Where are we going?” he asks.

  “Back to the hotel, Ann
ie is staying in Aston’s room tonight so I have my room all to myself. I can think of a few things I’d like to get up to with the peace and quiet, can you?” I ask and he grins wickedly and nods.

  “Let’s go.”

  I’m naked and cuddled into Danger in my hotel room. Last night, we got reacquainted with each other really well. To be honest, I still haven’t had my fill and I need a little more Danger, so I run my hand down his chest and straight toward his cock. His deep breathing tells me he’s still asleep, but I plan on waking him up. I wrap my hand around his semi-erect cock and start to pull on it slowly. Leaning in, I kiss his neck trying to make sure when he wakes up that he knows exactly what I’m doing and what I want from him. He shifts and moans as his cock starts to grow harder at my touch. He sniffs and exhales as his eyes flutter open. He looks down to see my hand stroking him and then he looks at me and smiles. Without saying a word, he leans in kissing me. His tongue dances with mine as I stroke his now fully hard cock in my hand. I love the feel of his velvety stiffness between my fingers. Knowing that I have the power to do that to him makes me feel fantastic.

  He shifts his weight and moves me over so I’m on my back and I take my hand from his cock as he moves his weight over the top of me. Opening my legs for him to move in between, he seats himself between them and the feeling of his naked flesh against mine is what I’ve been craving. His tongue still dances with mine as my hands run through his hair. He shifts his weight off me and pulls back breaking our kiss. I pout and he chuckles as he grabs my thighs and pulls my legs up either side of his head resting them on his shoulders. I smirk as he comes back down bending my legs back toward my body and he positions himself at my opening.

  I smile at him, we still haven’t said one word to each other as he slides his cock inside of me making us both moan out in pleasure. He has me bent in a weird way, but this way is always good for us. It’s deep and it gets us both to climax quickly. He moves his hand down to my clit and starts to rub as the sheets fall down off his body exposing our nakedness to the room. He thrusts inside me and I moan loudly as he begins to work me up. I hear a strange noise like a door clicking, but I ignore it as the pleasure is hitting me.