It's Game over.

He stood up against the rail, humming was all I heard before we reached the ninth floor. The door slid open, and he got out first. I followed behind him, we went down one hallway.

Then another until he came to a stop at the very end, he pulled out a key card. Sliding it quickly the door clicked, letting him know it was open. He turned the handle, pushing it open to go in.

I followed him, the lights in the room came on. I momentarily blinded tried rubbed my eyes, the door shut behind me made me jump. "Relax. It's just me." He said, coming from behind me now. Relax he said, I would be if it was my own room.

I saw him go over to the bed, the room he had was definitely nicer than mine. I walked over to the bed to sit down, he was bent over doing something. He stood up with clothes in his hand, he tossed them at me.

"Sorry they're the only ones that aren't torn up" he said, I looked at the shirt he gave me. It was a simple black v neck, and a pair of black basketball shorts. The shirt was thin but it would work, I looked at his bathroom.

"You can change I have to go meet up with the guys anyway." He said, he was carry a pair of jeans and went out the door. I stood up and went into the bathroom, the lights had dimmer switches.

I shut the door, turning around I dropped my towel. It left impressions on my skin, I took my bikini bottom off to shudder. The feel of my cold skin sending goosebumps across my body.

I pulled the shorts up, with shaky arms I pulled the shirt on. It wasn't enough I opened the door, I looked around and found the leather jacket. I slid my arms into again, the sensation was satisfying.

I walked around the hotel room, it was normal except for the bags of clothes piled on top of each other. I sat on the bed, waiting for what I didn't even know now.

(Few hours later)

Andy slid into the room, his clothes completely different now. He looked drunk, I was under the comforter trying to stay warm. I heard him stubble and laugh as he wobbly stood back up.

I sat up now curiosity getting the best of me, he looked at me. His smile fading away now, "You're still here?" He asked. I didn't know what to say, but I didn't have time. He was crawling across the bed to me, I felt his weight on my legs.

I was pinned down now, I looked at him in shock. The innocence was gone, his eyes were smoldering. Like liquid blue flame, I looked away.

The sensation of being licked made me jerk, I looked at him now. A look that probably sent fan girls into a seizure met my eyes, searching before sliding down to my neck. I felt his hair trail down my cheek, it was making my stomach sink.

He kissed the spot on my neck where it met my shoulder. I sucked in a shaky breath, he stopped before letting out a ghostly laugh. I tried to sit up, feeling his weight shift. I was on my elbows now and my nose was up against his.

"Andy are you okay?" I asked, he looked down. His head only inches away made me feel better, but the sinking feeling doubled. He looked at me through his bangs, they brushed his pale pink lips.

"I'm perfect." He said, the look I got was innocent. I physically relaxed, the feeling I had in my stomach turned into fire. His hand slid through my hair, his fingers knotted into my hair. I winced as I was brought forward, his lips found my ear a sharp bite had me curse. "What's wrong you okay?" He mocked.

I looked at him now, the look he gave me. God did I wanna run away.

Notes

Updated. =D how'd I do?