Backstage by Mandy Bee (guided reading books TXT) 📕

other. I run my hands up and down his back. He grabs my hair and angles my face to make the kiss more hungry and hard. But all of a sudden he pushes away from me.

“Not here” he whispers as he stares down on me. He pulls the covers over us and I lay my head on his chest and try to calm my breathing. He knows I would have gone all the way with him tonight, but I understand why he stopped. Our first time shouldn’t be on the bus, well at least not with the others here too.

When I open my eyes I see that my head is on Justin’s chest. His arms are around me holding me to him, the same way a child would hold a teddy bear. I push myself up so I can look down at him, my sleeping angel. I gently kiss him then climb over him and head to the bathroom. I see Chris sitting on one of the couches drinking coffee.

“Morning!” I sing the word before walking into the bathroom.

“I need to talk to you.” Chris yells through the door. As I walk back up front I see he has made me a cup of coffee too.

“What’s up?” I ask while sitting down across from him.

“Okay, umm how much do you love me?” He bites his lip and watches me.

“What do you want Chris?” I cock an eye brow at him.

“We have tickets to see Coldplay in London….tonight”

“So all of you are flying to London?” My heart starts to ache, this isn’t right!

“No, not all of us. Justin didn’t want to go, he said he was planning a trip or something”

“Yeah that trip got canceled, he was flying home to surprise me. So we would have the bus to ourselves for how long?” I’m starting to like this idea.

“The concert is tonight, but Dave has family there that he didn’t get to see a few weeks ago. He has invited us to stay at their farm. We were going to fly into Italy the day of the show.”

“Are you asking for my permission or something?” I giggle at him.

“Well you did fly out here because you missed all of us and now here we are leaving you. I promise this was a last minute decision, I didn’t know until last night about the tickets and then Dave told us about visiting his family and all that.” He is talking a mile a minute, all I can do is smile.

“Then I guess I’ll just have to stay on tour for a little while longer so you guys can make it up to me.”

“What? You would really stay?” He is shocked but grinning.

“Yeah, I don’t know how long I will be able to stay but I can call Tammy and have her send me the rest of my suitcases.” His puzzled look makes me explain “She thought it would be a good idea to pack everything, then if I decided to stay she would send everything else and if I came home she would help me unpack. I hate to say it but she is not all that bad.”

“I don’t want to talk about her right now, but I’ll call her and have her ship your things to the next stop.” He comes and gives me a hug. “Welcome back sis.” He grabs his phone from the table and walks off the bus leaving me there totally confused.

Since the boys are going to be leaving for London today, we thought it would be nice to have lunch together and then just hang out until they had to go to the airport. Justin sent one of the bodyguards to go get some pizza because we had to hide the buses. The fans over here won’t stop till they find you, unlike the American fans that give up more easily. So instead of being able to have food delivered to the buses, like we have done in the past, a bodyguard has to go get it for us.

As we eat the boys tell me about everything I have missed out on, not like they didn’t tell me this stuff on the phone but whatever. I confessed to becoming a Freak Street fan and I think Chris may have chocked on his pizza. I told them about listening to the albums at home and then finding myself singing the words without the music. Justin said it was me missing him, but quickly corrected himself by saying I was missing them.

“You going to be okay?” Chris asks me as we stand in front of the airport.

“I’ll be fine, go have fun!” I kiss him on the cheek.

“Call me tomorrow, love you!” He says as he starts over to where Dave and Scot are waiting on him. I wave at them.

“Be good! And bring me a present!” I giggle and walk back over to the car. The driver has the door already open and I slide right in.

JUSTIN DIDN’T COME with us to the airport, he said he had some phone calls to make. As the car pulls away from the airport I watch out my window at everything around me. I’m in Paris! I have no clue what street we are on, I don’t know the names to any of the famous buildings. All I know is that I’m in the city of love, with Justin.

Good old Tom is standing by the door of the bus when the car pulls up beside it. I jump out before the driver can get out, he gives me a nasty look but I can’t wait to see Justin. Tom holds the door open for me and I run at full speed onto the bus. I can hear music coming from my room. I open the door and he sits up and smiles at me. I slip off my shoes and climb into bed with him.

“What are we going to do for four whole days?” I ask while