September 2010
Standing at the merch booth that night as her brother’s took the stage Avery did her best not to glare as she looked across from where the merch booth was but it was hard not to glare. It was hard to keep her emotions in check when across from the merch booth was Paisley and Sloan who Ethan was currently talking too and standing with.
Leaving Avery alone with Harper, something Avery half expected he had set up that way since he wanted to play matchmaker.
“So is one of those women talking to Ethan the reason you skipped out on me in New York?” Harper questioned during a lull in people coming to get merchandise. Avery hating the way her cheeks got hot at Harper’s words.
“Who said that someone had to be the reason why I left you alone in New York?” Avery retorted as she turned her head to look at Harper. “I mean I thought it was known it was just a one night stand.”
Harper smirked as she shook her head, “Feisty,” she muttered before leaning closer to Avery, making Avery’s heartbeat faster because what if Paisley was watching. “It was a one night stand but most people are nice enough to wait to leave the next morning after both people wake up,” she laughed with a shrug. “Can’t help but think you left because of whoever was special enough for you to get two tattoos on your body.”
“It wasn’t because of them,” Avery denied which felt like the truth. “But one of them is over there,” she confirmed with a head nod watching as Harper turned to look over there again with an amused look in her eyes.
“The short one,” Harper correctly guessed as she looked back at Avery. “She keeps glancing over here every so often and death glaring me when I get too close.”
Shaking her head Avery turned to look back at where Sloan and Paisley were, almost wishing she hadn’t because that exact moment Sloan chose to slip her arm around Paisley’s waist. Moving her head slightly to peck Paisley’s lips and Avery swore she wanted to throw up.
Hating that being nauseated was her go too nervous reaction to things.
“And now you’re the one looking like you want to kill someone,” Harper piped up and Avery looked back at her, hating that Harper was so attuned to reading situations. “So what’s the deal with you two?”
Avery chewed on her lip, “She’s an ex who I dated when I was seventeen going on eighteen. We broke up because of my mom and we’re…I guess she never really leaves my life for long. Right now she’d engaged to the taller woman she’s with.”
“But she still clearly likes you or she wouldn’t be death glaring me.”
“I guess she does,” Avery said honestly because in the end despite the affair they were having she still wasn’t really sure how Paisley felt for her other than just being jealous. “We’re kind of sort of having an affair,” she admitted not sure why she was telling Harper that.
She hadn’t even told Ethan or anyone else for fear of being judged but she had told Harper like it was nothing.
Harper only eyed her curiously for a bit before smirking. Avery wondering what she was thinking though she never even had a chance to open her mouth to ask what it was. Harper soon letting her know when she leaned in and pulled her into a kiss.
The kiss taking Avery by surprise as well as throwing her off because while her shirt was a bold statement so was this and any fan in site could see and take pictures.
It wasn’t like it would be the first time pictures of her kissing a girl would hit the internet though this time she knew the pictures would probably be more clearer. There’d be no denying it was her.
Pulling away from the kiss Avery just looked at Harper briefly before turning back to where Paisley and Sloan were at and when she did she swallowed hard at the glare she saw on Paisley’s face as Paisley looked back at her.
Sighing Avery only shook her head being saved from confronting Harper by a fan who chose then to come and get merchandise from the booth. Avery putting all her efforts into helping the fan instead of going off on Harper or even worrying over what was going through Paisley’s mind.
Just going through the motions and it was enough to get her through the middle of the concert, Ethan coming back eventually and starting to help her and Harper.
Though it wasn’t long after he came back that Avery felt her phone, which was in the back pocket of her jeans, vibrate.
Reaching for it she pulled it out and made a face when she saw a text from Paisley. A text that she clicked on way too quickly.
Meet me in the bathroom. Asap.
Chewing on her bottom lip harshly, Avery pocketed her phone before turning to look at Harper and Ethan almost nervously. Like both of them would see through her when she spoke.
“I’m going to go get a drink and go step outside for a few,” she said to both of them. “It’s just really hot in here and I haven’t had a break all night like some of you,” she added on pointedly as she looked at Ethan who blushed.
“Fine, fine,” Ethan laughed with a shake of his head. “Go take a break darlin,” he told her with a cheeky smile.
Returning his smile Avery soon walked away pushing her way through the crowd as she headed to where the women’s bathroom was. Hoping that somehow neither of the two people at the booth saw the way that she went.
Making it to the bathroom, she was barely inside when she felt a hand grab onto her wrist and when she looked at the person who had grabbed onto her she wasn’t surprised to see Paisley.
The other girl wordlessly pulling Avery into an empty stall which she locked behind them. Avery raising her eyebrow at the action though she stayed silent.
She wasn’t going to say anything since it was Paisley who had wanted this meeting in the bathroom.
“I’m so fucking jealous,” Paisley stated as she leaned in closer to Avery causing Avery to back against the wall of the stall they were in. “You let that girl kiss you while you were wearing my god damn shirt,” she spoke as her eyes trailed from Avery’s face down to the shirt she had on.
“I didn’t let her kiss me,” Avery argued as she shook her head.
“You weren’t pushing her away,” Paisley retorted as she looked back up at Avery. “In fact you seemed pretty into the kiss. Almost like you knew how to kiss that girl. Like you’ve kissed her before.”
Blushing at that Avery looked away from Paisley. Knowing her actions alone would give Paisley what she wanted.
She would know Avery had kissed Harper before.
“You have kissed her before haven’t you?” Paisley questioned her voice lower, something dark in her tone.
Avery nodded her head as her blush seemed to spread, her cheeks getting hotter under Paisley’s intense stare. “When Ethan and I went to New York I may have had a one night stand with her,” she confessed not sure why telling Paisley that made her feel dirty.
It wasn’t like she had cheated on Paisley and their affair hadn’t even started by then.
“May have?” Paisley asked and again there was that dark tone in her voice. “Either you did or you didn’t.”
“I did,” Avery sighed as she looked back at Paisley finally. “I had a one night stand with her.”
Paisley fell silent at that her face a weird mixture of jealousy and maybe a tiny bit of hurt there too. Instead of saying anything to her though Paisley’s lips soon crashed into Avery’s harshly.
Avery feeling her eyes fall shut as she kissed Paisley back. Her hands going to fist into the bottom of the shirt that Paisley was wearing.
A soft moan slipped past Avery’s lips when Paisley bit down on her bottom lip a bit too roughly. The roughness about this kiss it seemed turning Avery on more than it should have. Mainly because this almost felt like some form of punishment and most people didn’t like being punished.
“You have to be silent,” Paisley muttered out softly as she pulled away from the kiss. “No making any noises Avie,” she spoke with a shake of her head and instead of kissing Avery on the lips again when she moved back in, her lips went to Avery’s neck.
Avery having to bite down on her bottom lip to suppress a moan. Her teeth sinking in just a bit deeper when she felt Paisley’s hand slip inside of her pants. Her hips bucking slightly when Paisley’s fingers brushed her over the material of her her cotton panties.
“Silent,” Paisley repeated softly her breath hitting Avery’s neck and Avery swore that Paisley was trying to kill her. “You think you can be silent for me baby?” she asked, Avery’s heart doing something funny when Paisley used the word baby.
It was just so casual and it felt so damn right.
“I can be silent,” Avery answered her voice soft. “Just please keep touching me,” she begged hating how desperate she sounded.
She was like some cheap whore letting Paisley do this to her in a public bathroom at her brother’s concert. Paisley’s fiancee somewhere out in the crowd of fans.
Paisley complied with Avery’s words though this time instead of rubbing Avery through her panties, her hand slipped inside of them and Avery was once again biting down on her lip as Paisley began to rub her pussy.
Getting her all wet and turned on. Her hips moving up into the touch to chase that friction that she really only wanted from Paisley.
There was no other girl she wanted at this very moment. No one else’s hands that she wanted on her. No one else’s lips that she wanted on her.
When Paisley finally slipped a finger inside of her slit, Avery closed her eyes again. A shiver running down her spine as she felt Paisley bit her neck softly. Knowing she’d eventually have a mark more than likely but she wasn’t sure she cared.
Even if she wasn’t sure how she’d explain it away. But a part of her wanted something more than Paisley’s clothes to remind her of the times they snuck around with each other.
“This pussy is mine,” Paisley muttered against Avery’s neck her breath once again hitting the skin. “Your pussy is all mine.”
Nodding her head Avery moved her head slightly, watching as Paisley lifted her head to look up at Avery.
“My pussy is all yours,” Avery told her, her voice just as soft as Paisley’s had been. “I’m all yours,” she added on before leaning in and kissing Paisley on the lips again.
Her teeth digging into Paisley’s bottom lip when she slipped a second finger inside of her. Her fingers moving faster inside of Avery.
Avery not sure how much time had passed after the second finger slipped inside of her but her orgasm hit and she was coming undone against Paisley. Doing her best to stay quiet even though it was hard. It was really damn hard.
After her orgasm subsided Paisley let her fingers move out of Avery entirely. Her hand slipping out of Avery’s pants and Avery swore she nearly came a second time when Paisley licked her fingers clean.
When Paisley offered her a wink before moving to unlock the stall door Avery knew then she had done that on purpose. Knew what it would do to Avery.
Shaking her head Avery stayed silent as she followed Paisley out of the bathroom stall, her head dropping down to avoid the stares from some of the girls who were in the bathroom. Instantly hearing a few whispering as they spotted her.
Avery once again knowing the fans at this show were going to have tons of juicy stories to tell about her. Stories that she hoped never reached her brothers or even her mom back home in Oklahoma.
Because despite the non-existent relationship with her mom a small part of her didn’t want to give her a real reason to be ashamed.
After getting all the merchandise that hadn’t sold during the concert packed away Avery smiled at the roadie who had stayed to help her.
“You can take these boxes to the bus now,” she told him with a smile before reaching for the iPod she had taken out to have to listen to while she tried to get sleep on the bus. “I’m just going to go hunt my brothers down,” she added on figuring at least one or maybe all three may have already been outside but then again one or more could also still be in the venue too.
After the roadie nodded his head in acknowledgement Avery put one earbud in her ear as she turned her iPod on. Starting to hum along to Last Request by Paolo Nutini as she began the walk towards the back of the venue.
Her footsteps slowing when she reached the dressing room that her brothers had been using for most of the day. Hushed voices coming from the other side.
Though even with the hushed voices she knew and was able to tell Zac’s apart from the others which was why against her better judgement she opened the door. Stopping when she found Zac seated on one couch in the dressing room and Sloan and Paisley seated on another.
All three of them turning their heads to look at her and she was sure everyone looked like deer in headlights. Avery’s humming dying completely as she felt something akin to betrayal at her brother sitting there talking to Paisley and the woman who wasn’t Avery.
Avery hating that she was getting the distinct feeling that Paisley had lied about the real reason she had came to the show tonight. Almost wondered if Zac had invited her here.
Invited her and her fucking fiancee.
“I…I should..I’m going to go to the bus,” Avery spoke up deciding to be the one to break the weird silence that settled.
Turning around she shoved the earbud in her ear, walking away quickly as she listened to Last Request come to an end and Rewind start to play. Tears coming to her eyes and she couldn’t even stop them from coming out.
Avery feeling very much like the foolish nineteen year old girl that she was.