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   So I guess I spent another night having drunken, meaningless sex. Yet another one night stand. It may be hard to believe but I don't want this, girl after girl. No strings, no future. It's not me anymore and I don't find it appealing at all. I stare at the blonde hair on the pillow and I wish it would turn into a different colour. Bright red actually. The colour that belongs to a girl who I haven't seen since she walked out on me four years ago. My heart still bleeds for that girl and I think about her every day. Kendal Moore. Even when I think of her name my dick twitches a little. She was so sexy. Cute little body that had the most sexiest of curves. She had gorgeous big blue eyes, creamy skin that was so smooth and her hair that showed her attitude. Her pretty face made you think she was an angel but let me tell you she could turn into a harsh little devil if you crossed her or the ones she loves. We had the most amazing sex and we would have it anywhere we could. We were crazy about each other and with Kendal it was never meaningless. Every time I thought it was better than the last and I fell that little bit more in love with her. Here I am four years later, she's not even here and my dick hardens at just the thought of her. Kendal Moore is the girl than got away, well actually she sort of ran away. She looked like she couldn't get out of my door quick enough. As soon as she told me she didn't want to be with me anymore I just stood there too shocked to move. What a dick! I should have ran after her, shouted her and told her she wasn't going anywhere but I didn't and here I am.

 

   I will admit over the years I have tried to fill Kendal's absence with one night stands. The girls were all gorgeous, some groupies, some models and even some celebrities. I have even picked up a few girls in local bars when were in town and they have no idea who I am, they think I'm just a regular guy. But none of them made me forget, none of them compared to the beauty of Kendal. You would think I would be cold hearted towards Kendal and maybe even hate her but I could never think of her like that. I loved her and I think I still do, I've never moved on. She was real to me, the whole package. She never looked at me like other girls. All other women look at me as Jax, the front man of Decoy. Even more so now because the band is a lot more popular than when I was with Kendal. But Kendal wouldn't be bothered about all that. She was interested in me, she just wanted Jax Finley Parker. Me. That was what I thought anyway, I thought she loved me but if she did why would she leave me?

 

   I did try and move on but that was a mistake I wish I never made. Her name is Cheryl Daniels and as soon as I saw her my jaw dropped. She's a stunning women, long black hair, slim body and chocolate brown eyes. She was kind and caring but she wasn't Kendal and no matter how many times we had sex and would have dates and hang out my feelings wouldn't appear for her and I really wished they did. As soon as she told me she loved me I had to call it quits. That was last year and I still see her from time to time and I see she wants me back. But I'm not interested because I now know she was using me for her carrier, me and her were just for publicity reasons. Take last night for example, whenever a camera was nearby she would hold onto my arm or kiss me, make it look like we were intimate.

 

   Being caught up in my thoughts, I didn't realize I was still looking at the blonde. She flashes me a seductive smile which brings me back. I grimace, she looks rough as hell, I guess she had a lot to drink too. Her hair is a mess and her make up is smudged all over her face. She would probably be a pretty girl if she didn't smother her face in all that crap.

 

      "Hey sexy."

 

She purrs and rolls onto her side, revealing her tits. I just nod at her, I really don't want to talk right now. I'm pissed at myself for getting so drunk and bringing a girl back. This shit has to stop. She reaches out a hand and places it on my bare chest.

 

      "You wana go again? I'm free, we could spend all together. I'll let you do anything you like."

 

Yea I bet she would. She winks at me probably thinking she looks sexy as hell but she's really making me cringe. I feel dirty, I need a hot shower and get this smell off me. I can't be nice, charming Jax. I need to act like a dick so she will leave.

 

      "Sorry babe, I have shit to do. Why don't you grab your stuff and head out yea?"

 

God I hate talking like that but desperate times and all that. She pouts her lips and scoots up a little closer to me. Her hand that was on my chest now slowly slides down south and takes hold of my dick.

 

      "Ooooo someone's happy to see me."

 

Hasn't this girl heard of a morning glory? She quickly pulls a condom over my cock and straddles me. She pushes her huge tits in my face and then slides my dick inside her. Blondie sighs out loud but I don't even feel anything. She bounces on top of me making all sorts of noices and that's when I hold onto her hips.

 

      "I have shit to do babe. Another time yea?"

 

She wines and does that annoying pouting again.

 

      "Let's have some fun first."

 

   "Look I need you to go so I can take a shower."

 

I grab her hips and pull her off my cock, reach for my phone from the bed side table and jump out of the bed. I walk to the bathroom giving blondie a good view of my arse. Before I close the door I hear her shout behind me.

 

      "I could join you in there?"

 

Can she not take rejection?

 

      "That's unnecessary."

 

As soon as the door shuts behind me I look through the list of names in my phone until I find Steve. His one of the few roadies that have come back to London with us because he grew up here too. We decided that now the tour has finished we need a much needed break because in a few months we will be starting to write our new album so we decided to come back home and settle back down here. We have all missed our home town and me and Rhys are sick of not having a permanent home so we thought the first place we would like to buy a home would be in London. The phone rings twice before Steve answers.

 

     
"Jax?"

 

   "Steve, I need your help bro."

 

I hear him laughing, I knew he would like this.

 

     
"Ahhh man, do you need rescuing?"

 

His still laughing.

 

      "Yep. Would you mind not laughing so much?"

 

  
"Calm down stud I 'll be there. Don't blame me for finding this hilarious."

 

       "Yea well I'm hiding in the bathroom to escape this chick so could you hurry along?"

 

  
"Oh shit."

 

More laughter.

 

     
"I'm nearly there actually man, I just got a call off Max, seems he has a bad crazy in his room. Apparently she's crying and begging him to marry her.  Mich is driving me anyway just encase I have my hands full if someone else rang."

 

Jesus! There is a reason why we call them crazies. Pity Max has found one so close to home. His true, I am lucky the blonde who I woke up with was pretty tame to what Max's girl sounds like. It's always Max who gets a crazy groupie. He doesn't look hard enough for the tell tale signs.

 

      "Yea well I can't even remember enough of last night."

 

  
"You mean you don't remember me driving you and the blonde back?"

 

Steve bought me back? Usually we would get a cab or a hired car. I guess we were all pretty bad then for Steve to step in.

 

      "No, you bought me back? I can't remember much of last night."

 

  
"Yea I took you and Rhys and Mich took Max and Leo. You all had girls apart from Rhys, he actually was scowling at you the whole car ride back. As soon as I walked you up to your room the girl jumped you and slammed the door in my face."

 

Yea I bet she did. Well at least I knew how I came back to my hotel room. I say my thanks and Steve tells me he will be here in about five minutes. I pop my head out the door and see the blonde is now sat up in the middle of the bed, in her underwear. There's a handbag open and make up is sprawled over the bed, she's currently holding a mirror up to her face and wiping away the make up from the previous night. A tell tale sign that she's a groupie. I have learnt that groupies will bring all supplies with them for the morning after because there aim for the night is to have sex with you. Some even pack some clothes for the journey home. She lifts her head up hearing me open the door and smiles up at me. Probably thinking I've changed my mind about the shower.

 

      "Someone will be here to take you home soon."

 

Her smile drops and she pouts but I don't give a shit. I shut the door and lock it to be safe, I jump into the shower and take my time. Hopefully when I'm done she will be gone. Wrapping a towel around my bottom half when I get out, I look at my phone on the side and see it's flashing a text.

 

 

RHYS: Hey man. How r u this morning? Did u manage 2

shake the blonde? The Mrs wants 2 have u all round 4

a big roast dinner. U no our room right? B here in an

hour.

 

 

   Ahh, perfect news. A big roast dinner is exactly what I need right now. I'm actually nearly drooling thinking about eating one. Delicious, home made meals are rare thing when your on the road touring. You make do with quick meals you can make on a tour bus, takeaways and the odd restaurant you risk a stop at. Yea the restaurants are cool but you always get a fan asking for an autograph and everyone knows you can't beat a home cooked dinner.  

 

 

ME:   Hey, not feeling 2 good. Yh thanks 4 that, did u even try n talk some sence into me? I should not have done that! Had 2 ring Steve! Dinner sounds perfect.

 

 

 

RHYS:   Cool. Dont start on me Jax, I tried 2 tell u, infact I begged u not 2 take her back with u. Knew u wud regret it

 

   I slowly open the bathroom door and risk a glance out. Looks all clear, blondie has left thank god! I walk over to the bed and see a note lying there.

 

 

Really enjoyed last night Jax. You definitely know

how to show a girl a good time. So sad you can't spend

the day in bed with me today but we will have to meet up

ring or text me anytime

xoxoxoxox

 

   She scribbled her number at the bottom and left a lipstick kiss, I snatch it up and chuck it away in the bin. I will not be getting in touch with her again.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 2

 

~ Kendal ~

 

 

   I've just took the payment from my customer and said my goodbyes when my boss walks up to me. I work at Bianca's Hair & Beauty and Bianca, is my boss. I truthfully couldn't ask for a better boss, she's flex-able with my hours and trys to get me weekends off for when Finley's off school. She understands, having two young children herself, besides I do allot of work for Bianca here and out of the salon. Me and Tanya are the only two girls here that can do everything except Tanya doesn't do nails. So me and Tanya are usually the girls that get chosen to do the house calls. It's Bianca's idea for her salon and since she started it two years ago it has been really successful. We sometimes see to celebrity's because they don't want to get risked at being seen in public so it's easier for them to have the hair and beauty come to them.

 

   I met Tanya during our college days and we hit it off straight away. She replaced Jessica as my gig buddy at Decoys shows, when Sam started to get mardy over Jessica coming along with me. It was bad enough the guys moaning at me for having a wannabe rockstar as my boyfriend. They hated me going to watch them and then go along to the after party's. It was a little too much for Sam having his girlfriend surrounded by good looking rockers. Plus I did go and watch them nearly every weekend, depending where they were playing, so I was taking Jessica away from him a lot. One day I asked Tanya along to save Jessica from the moaning of Sam, only one of us should have to listen to that. Tanya loved it and came with me every time. She is absolutely gorgeous, skinny, blonde. She can sometimes fit into the stereotype of a typical blonde but she's a great laugh and an even better friend.

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