Finn - MTV Awards - Part Two

"Great beat tonight. Man.... you were really rocking it out there," some strange dude says while passing us in the corridor outside our room..... I want to reply with 'yeah man rock on' which is so lame I know but decide not too just in case it's someone from the label that I piss off again with my.... dry wit!

Millar and Jas shower first as they always take the longest to get ready.

"Fuck you smell Finn," Jas laughs as he walks out of the bathroom. "How hot were those lights tonight. You're drip'n in sweat bro."

"Yeah, I know. Thought we sorted that shit out last time we were here. I'm ganna take a shower before we go out so thanks for the feedback wanker," I reply while smirking.

Gone are the days where we can just play, drink and go home as there is always 'networking' after each event. Networking at the after party with the label executives and press. At least there's free food and alcohol.... and they don't seem to mind I haven't turned 21 yet, so I quickly strip off and walk across the room towards the shower cubicle.

"Dude.... save it for the wenches out there man. We don't need to see that shit in here." Millar snorts.

"Yeah man your pecs got a workout on stage tonight. Your arms are pumped." Connor butts in. Sometimes when Connor says stuff like this, you could swear he's gay but, of course I know better. He's also grew up with sisters so has the teenage chic speak down pat.

Connor is who I originally started the band with back in Sydney when we use to jam after school in my garage. When we were offered pub gigs, my Nan and Poppy would drive us if mum was working and because we were underaged so we needed chaperons to be allowed to perform if alcohol was being served at the gig.

"Come here Connor and I'll show you what I can do to you with my pumped arms around your body baby.... ohhhh," I say as now it's on and I'm pissing myself with laughter. I needed this. I've missed my Bro's this week.

"You two are so fucked up," Jas cracks up and heads for the assortment of beer in the bucket of ice on the table. Our bar fridge broke so we're back to old school cooling of drinks.

"Oh...Jas...you want some lovin' too.... Finn has plenty to share don't you baby. My big, pumped boy." Connor jokes while walking towards Jas so he can rub his shoulders in torment.

I'm laughing so hard now I will piss myself so I run to the bathroom and shut the door behind me just in case Connor decides to keep stirring Jas and he also tries make a run for the bathroom.

What... why.... oh.... of cause.... the door doesn't lock. Some pop princess locked herself in last month after she had a breakdown about her performance and got high. Since then they've had all the locks removed just in case someone goes crazy and they can't get into their room in time.

"Get a girlfriend already.... the both of you need spanking," is the last thing I hear before I turn on the shower which muffles their voices.

Stepping out of the shower I have a quick glance at the full length mirror and realise that Connor is right... I am buffed and tanned. It must have been from the days I spent at the beach, my secret beach trip up the north coast of Sydney, the location of which, I'll never share. I have to have at least one place kept secret from the press so I can hang with family in peace except on this trip I went alone.

I shove on my usual outfit of American apparel jocks.... undies as we call them in Australia, a tight pair of ripped black jeans and a tight black t-shirt with my black and white bandanna on my head, my token signature look, and a grey tailored suit jacket.

"Jas,"I yell while opening the bathroom door. "Where's your hair shit. I can't see it in the bathroom?"

"One day man you need to buy your own hair shit," he yells back. "It's in my black bathroom bag in my green duffle bag."

"Yeah. That's never gunna happen dude. I have all of your shit to use," I smirk while raiding his duffle bag on the couch to find the hair gel.

"You could start a salon with all of this shit."

Seriously there's like five tubes of hair shit in there!

"But Miller still wins the award for the most amount of crap you could ever put in your hair, don't you man," I look at Miller coughing.

"Piss off!" Is the only response I get from Miller. He seems to be preoccupied with his mobile tonight.... must be his mum texting again. His dads been sick at home so they're trying to find out what's going on before he fly's back to see him.

"Somebody smells pretty," Connor smirks as he walks by me to entry the bathroom, next in line for the shower. " You smell really noice oh I mean nice.... ready for the chickee babes already?"

Slap, slap.

I slap him as hard as I can on the back as he passes.

That should shut him up!

"Thanks man. If you didn't slap him, I was going to. He's been so annoying this week. Since you've been away. I think he's been pining for you!" Miller jokes after ending his text message.

Good. Everything must be ok with his dad then.

"You're just trying to smell like Jas to get the chickee babes tonight. Aren't you?" Connor yells back from the bathroom.

It's partly true. Jas always gets the chics. It must be because he's our leader singer.

They always get the chics!

Jas has this uncanny ability to pick up wherever we go.... I mean he's a pretty good looking guy or should I say he should be with all the shit he uses to enhance his looks. Blonde hair, blue eyes, shorter than me and slimmer with a pretty boy face, baby face with dimples.

Maybe that's what gets him the girls?

Let's face it, everybody wants to hookup with the lead singer, never the drummer!

Jas rolls his eyes at me and answers back," In your dreams dude. You can't buy my smell."

"Who wants to smell like Jas?" and Miller fires back with a snarl?" "Definitely not me. No pretty boy smell for me man!"

"You guys are on a roll tonight!" I say, nearly wetting myself again with laughter.

Miller is also blonde, blue eyed but more burly and broader than Jas. I'd say blonde but currently he has white hair. It changes every month!

And then there's Conner. Half Scottish, half Maui - New Zealand Maui. Mum is Scottish and his dad's Maui so he has fair skin, unless in the sun whereby he get tanned so quickly, black hair and brown eyes. He's just taller than me by an inch and lean. He never seems to but on weight and he doesn't pull weights either.... lazy shit.

"Yo, you princesses ready yet. I'm ready to go out and meet my fans." Such a Connor comment. He's aways the quickest in the shower and getting dressed. Minimal gel required in his hair! One sweep with his hands and his done.

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We all walk out together and line up for red carpet walk just outside the ballroom as we've won an award tonight so we will need to do press.

I still can't believe we won!

I'm stoked but uneasy as I can't suppress my fears that someone is going to ask me about the guy that approached our band manager in New York last month. It was my dad, trying to reconnect.

Shit, I hope no-one snapped it.

I really need to talk to Alex so she can advise me what to say in case they ask in this interview.

Where the hell is Alex tonight?

"Hey Finn, are you ok?" Alex questions me as she joins us before we walk the carpet.

"Hey Alex. Not really. We need to talk later." I respond not looking at her.

"So if it's about your dad, I already know. It's my job to know and absolutely lets talk later, so if you get asked about him tonight just say it's a private matter and we will release a statement soon. If they don't ask, don't mention it. Got it?" Alex says quietly with a stern tone.

Jeez she's good! What did we do before Alex did our PR!

"Got it.... and thanks," I respond relieved.

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The first thing I hear is laughing. It's middle pitched, soft and sincere, sweet even and it seems to be coming from behind one of the press banners that you have to pass on the way to the bar.

I take two small steps backwards so I can see behind the banners and turn around to look where the laughter is coming from. I see sparkles, like diamonds, that catch the lights and reflect multiple colours. She looks like she's glowing, like a vision of light with flecks of colours from a rainbow.

I hear more giggling and now lots of laughter and I hear her say "I prefer American apparel underwear than Victoria Secrets at home any day, or do you say Bonds undies? Isn't that what you Aussies wear?" she giggles as she says it.

Of course, Jas is with her!

Her silver dress is full of sequin that look just like diamonds. It's short and sits to the middle of her thigh and has a scooped back, essentially backless right down to her.... and she's wearing silver high heals giving her more height to match Jas's. Her skin is pale but not sickly pale and flawless, and her long blonde hair flows down in soft curls covering some of her back.

I have a sudden urge to meet her, to talk to her. I'm not sure if it's because of the dress, her voice, her giggles or, just because between the giggles, it sounds like she is putting Jas in his place.

A chic putting Jas in his place? This has to be a first! This I've gotta see.

I start to walk over to where both Jas and the girl are standing and I'm stopped by Alex.

"We need to talk," Alex glares and gentle places her hand on my arm to steer me away.

"Can it wait until tomorrow? It's been a long couple of days for me Alex and I'd like to have a drink," I respond. Surely I've earned a night off to drink myself into oblivion.

"Well, that depends on you Finn. Do you want to wake up tomorrow morning to a shit storm or would you prefer to talk about a diversion plan tonight as the bitch from the UK Daily Mail has a photo of your dad and is going to run her story tomorrow, with or without a statement from us." Alex says while now looking fiercely into my eyes.

I've never seen Alex mad. You wouldn't want to be on her bad side.... Shit!

"Ok, sure. Where do you want to go to talk? We might as well get this over and done with tonight," I exhale loudly as I've been holding me breathe for the last fifteen seconds while she spoke.

Just as we are about to walk away, she turns, the girl in the diamond dress and smiles directly at me as says, "Hi Finn."

She walks towards me while excessively grinning and I'm suddenly paralysed. Stuck to the spot I'm standing. She looks up, gleaming into my eyes then lightly licks her lips with the tip of her tongue and kisses me.

And that's all it took.

Her smile, her voice, her beautiful crystal blue eyes holding mine in that split second in time and with one simple kiss I'm hooked.

I'm done for, I already know it.

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(Thanks for reading again and I hope that you are enjoying my story so far? Please comment and keep reading as there is a lot more to come - littleredsdream)