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Un-Classic Hero Forever (Part 2)

By JesFun All Rights Reserved ©

Drama / Romance

Chapter 11

Conrad

After looking for what feels like forever, I finally spot Sydney and Verona along with Tory, one of our tour managers and Verona’s current girlfriend or fling, I’m not exactly sure what they are to each other. My attention is immediately drawn to the fact that Verona and Tory each have one of Sydney’s arms slung around their shoulders. I pick up my pace and rush over towards them.

“There you guys are,” I say loudly, announcing my presence to them.

Verona and Tory exchange a look between them before they look at me. They both appear worried. What the hell? Sydney has a weird, goofy grin on her face. How drunk is she?

“What’s going on?” I ask when I’m finally standing right in front of them.

“Umm…” Tory murmurs.

“Sydney’s a bit wasted,” Verona tells me.

“A bit?” I raise my eyebrows at her, “she looks completely wasted. How much did she have?”

Sydney stands up straight and removes her arms from around the girls neck and steps towards me, then wraps her arms around my waist. She looks up at me.

“Guess what? I got in a fight with that blonde slut,” she says, her voice sounds funny…and what?

“You what?” I half shout, looking to Verona for confirmation. She nods in confirmation, “How the fuck did that happen? Where’s Billy?” I ask, looking around for him and I spot him nearby, so I wave him over.

“She got in a fight?” I ask him, and he nods.

“Yes sir. I apologize. She was in the middle of the dance floor with the girls and I didn’t see it right away. I had the girl who attacked her removed.”

I listen intently, and start examining Sydney for injuries.

“I punched her right in the face a few times,” Sydney murmurs, “but she pulled my hair out.”

I gingerly feel around her head and sure enough find a knotted ripped mess near the back of her head.

“Does it hurt?” I ask her, growing increasingly angry at this whole situation.

“Not anymore,” she slurs, “Tory gave me an aspirin.”

“An aspirin?” I repeat, glancing at Tory who now looks absolutely shamefaced.

“Yup. Now I feel so good,” Sydney says.

My eyes dart between Verona and Tory, and they are looking at each other again. Now I know something is up and they’re not telling me what it is.

“Someone better tell me what’s going on right now, or heads are going to fucking roll,” I growl, pulling Sydney against me protectively. I have a very bad feeling she’s not only drunk.

“I gave her Ex by accident,” Tory murmurs, staring at the ground.

My whole body goes instantly rigid. She gave Sydney Ecstasy?

“You what!” I shout, “what do you mean accidentally? How do you accidentally give her that shit?”

“I thought I gave her aspirin, but as soon as she started reacting, I knew I gave her the wrong stuff. I’m so sorry Conrad,” she pleads.

I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself as I ball my fists. I need to walk away right now and deal with Tory later. I point a finger at her.

“I’m going to walk away right now Tory, but this isn’t fucking over. I’m so beyond mad at you, you might want to start looking for a new job real quick,” I spit.

“Oh come on Conrad, it was just an accident,” Verona argues.

I turn my finger on Verona and shake my head at her. I can’t even speak to these two anymore. I turn with Sydney still in my grasp and start leading her back to the VIP area. I need to tell the guys that we’re leaving, I need to get Sydney out of here, away from this place. I take off for a little while and all this shit happens?

When we get back to the VIP area, the rest of the guys are back, along with Lyle, his new clients and more girls. It’s fully crowded in here now. I take Sydney’s hand and pull her along with me towards Kevin, who is standing by the bar.

“Water,” I tell the bartender, then face Kevin who is looking at us curiously.

“We have to leave,” I tell him.

“No! Why?” he asks.

“Sydney was dosed with Ecstasy,” I tell him, and he has the gall to laugh. I ignore it. I can’t deal with this bull right now.

“No shit! How’d that happen?” he asks.

“I’m not going to get into it right now, I’m way too pissed off at the moment.” Kevin turns to Sydney and smiles at her. She is still smiling and is swaying to the music.

“How are you feeling sweetheart?” he asks her.

“I’m like…I feel so good,” she sings, then she reaches up and runs her fingers through my hair, “I totally want to fuck you right now,” she says.

Kevin starts to wail with laughter then, and my eyes go wide. Did she just say what I think she just said? I clear my throat, my voice lost from the shock of hearing those words coming out of her sweet mouth.

“She seems fine to me,” Kevin snickers, holding his sides, “that’s the best thing I’ve heard all night.”

“I am fine,” Sydney adds, “I don’t want to leave yet Conrad. I’m having a good time.”

“I don’t think so Syd…” I start.

“You said yourself that these things get crazy right? I’m just embracing the craziness. I can handle it.”

“I didn’t mean for you to be given drugs or anything like that,” I argue, “We should go.”

“She says she’s fine,” Kevin chips in, and I shoot him a look.

“Shut up Kevin and stay out of this.”

“Don’t be mean to Kevin,” Sydney frowns, “please Conrad? I want to stay and dance more, but with you this time. I promise I won’t drink anymore, but I know I won’t be able to sit in a quiet hotel room or go to bed. My body wants to move.”

I sigh loudly, unsure of what to do. The look on her face tells me that she means what she’s saying. I feel like I should take her back to the hotel, but if she truly wants to stay, I’ll feel like I’m acting like an over-protective dad or something. All I want to do is protect my sweet girl.

“You don’t leave my side for the rest of the night, understand?” I tell her, and she nods happily.

“Staying?” Kevin confirms.

“I guess so,” I nod and hand the water bottle in my hand to Sydney, “Drink this please.”

She takes it and nearly gulps down all of it.

“Thirsty?” Kevin chuckles.

“Yes,” she says, finishing it and releases a small belch. I can’t help but chuckle at this.

“Nice one,” I tease her, and she blushes.

“You’re sure you’re okay?” I ask her again.

“Take me to the dance floor,” she says to me as she starts pulling on my hands.

I relent and let her pull me away.

“Have fun you two,” Kevin calls after us.

Sydney and I make our way back to the dance floor, and she leads me to the centre. A new song starts to play and she reaches up and puts her hands around my neck. I place my hands on her hips and pull her close to me as we start to sway to the base-heavy song. I’m not much of a dancer, but I can manage the basics. Sydney’s hands travel down to my chest, then down to my stomach, and then she hitches her fingers in the waistband of my jeans. She keeps swaying and moving against me in a way that makes my pulse quicken. Then she releases my waistband and turns around, pressing her backside against me. My hands grasp her hips then I wrap them around her waist to pull her closer. I lean in close and brush my lips against her neck.

“If you keep doing that, you might get your wish to fuck me here,” I whisper to her, then kiss her underneath her ear. I don’t usually talk like that, but I have a feeling she’d like it right about now.

Sydney hums and turns in my arms again. She looks up at me, grasps my t-shirt in her fist and pulls me down to kiss her. She kisses me enthusiastically and possessively. Her hands find their way into my hair and she holds me tightly. I kiss her back with equal fervour, my hands sliding around and squeezing her ass. I know I’m probably sporting a major denim tent right now.

“Conrad, I need you right now,” she moans against my lips.

Argh! Do I do it? Moral dilemma.

“Please?” she adds, gently biting my lower lip.

I groan, unsure of what to do. I want her too, like really badly, but she’s also on Ex.

“I don’t know Syd, you’re a little out of it.”

“No I’m not. I’d want you whether I was drugged or not. The drug is just making it that much harder to resist. It’s also making me brave right now. Come on, take me somewhere and help a girl out.”

I can’t help it as my eyes start scanning the area, wondering where I can take her. Am I seriously considering this? Yes, yes I am. I’m a bad man. A spot comes to mind then.

“Come on,” I murmur and take her hand in mine, and start leading her off the dance floor, towards our destination.


My entire body lights up in excitement as I realize that Conrad is going to give me what I want. I never thought he’d go for it seeing how mad he was earlier. I feel strange being on this drug, but it’s not exactly a bad strange. I feel loose and carefree and extremely turned on. It’s like I’m out of my head, and all I want is Conrad’s hands all over my sensitive body. I swear I felt like I almost had an orgasm when he kissed me. The intensity of the way my body reacts to him still surprises me, even after all those years apart. It’s like I was lost in a desert and he was my oasis. I crave him, fiercely.

I’m super curious as to where he’s taking me right now as he leads me through the crowd, but I don’t ask him because then it’d take longer to get there.

Soon, we come upon a door, guarded by a bouncer. The bouncer takes one look at Conrad and moves aside to let us through.

“Just knock twice when you want back in,” he says to Conrad.

“Don’t let anyone else out here,” Conrad replies.

We are outside, but at a back entrance I think. We’re standing between two concrete walls on either side of the door, and beyond the walls is a drive. Conrad walks over and looks either way then comes back to me.

“Where are we?” I ask him as he gently moves me up against one of the walls.

“It’s the private exit. It’s barricaded, but when we leave, this is the way the cars will pick us up instead of leaving out the front way.”

“But we’re alone?” I breathe as his mouth finds my throat.

“For now, so we better make this quick love.”

Conrad’s lips find mine and he kisses me hard. I moan into his mouth and start reaching for the button on his jeans. A quickie outside a nightclub? Now this is crazy. I pull his zipper down but that’s as far as I get before Conrad grabs my thighs and lifts me up. His body holds mine against the cold stone wall. It’s a strangely satisfying feeling being between the coldness of the wall and the warmth of his body. I look down as Conrad pulls a condom from his pocket, while holding me up, I’m relieved that he’s prepared. I feel Conrad’s hand reach under my dress and touch me there. I nearly combust right then. He slips on the condom, and then he moves the last barrier between us aside, and it’s happening. Aside from the sound of base seeping through the door, all I can hear is our labored breathing as Conrad takes me against the wall. My whole body is tingling and building.

“Wow Syd, already?” Conrad grunts.

The sound of his voice, hearing the strain behind it as he holds me up, does it for me. It hits me with extreme strength and as I moan his name, Conrad follows close behind. When our breathing slows and my legs stop shaking, he sets me down. We quickly adjust ourselves and Conrad ducks behind the wall for a moment to hide the evidence in a nearby trash can. When he returns, he’s smiling and shaking his head.

“That was seedy,” he chuckles.

“It was sexy,” I correct him.

“I never imagined I’d take you behind a dirty nightclub while you’re all hopped up on goofy pills.”

“Trust me, neither did I, but here we are.”

“You’re a little different than the girl you were in High School,” he then says to me.

“Because I’m no longer a High School girl,” I counter, “I’m a woman now. I’m not such a scared little girl anymore.”

“I never thought you were a scared little girl Sydney,” Conrad frowns.

“I know you don’t. It’s just that I don’t feel like one anymore. You were the one that brought out my bravery. Then I had to find it on my own after you left. So yeah, I’m different, and now you can get to know who I’ve become. I’m still Sydney, just…”

“Yeah, I get what you’re saying. I know we’ve still got a few years to catch up on, and as soon as you and I can get away from all this, we’ll get reacquainted,” he says, his smile returning.

“Over and over and over again,” I say, running a hand down Conrad’s firm chest.

Conrad chuckles and takes my hand in his before knocking twice on the door. The bouncer on the other side lets us in and we head back toward the VIP area.

A few hours later, we decide to head back to the hotel, along with the rest of the band and a bunch of other people I don’t know. We pile into two limos, after leaving out the back exit, that back exit. When we had left out that door to leave, Conrad and I shared a secret smile, I loved knowing what we had done there just hours earlier, and it made me eager to get him alone again. I don’t know what has come over me, but I feel insatiable for him tonight. I don’t think it’s merely the drug talking, it’s more than that. When we get to the hotel, Harrison announces that the party will continue in his room.

“Do you want to go, or can I finally get you back to our room so I can unwrap my present?” Conrad asks me as we make our way to the elevators.

“I vote for our room,” I tell him with a grin.

“Oh thank god,” he smiles.

When we get back to the room, we barely close the door before Conrad is helping me out of my constricting dress, and I’m practically ripping his shirt off. We move into the bedroom and as soon as we’re near the bed, I shove him down onto it. He laughs in surprise.

“Hey, I’m supposed to be unwrapping you. Wow, look at you. I like this,” he says, gesturing to my matching blank lingerie.

“I had some help,” I say, reaching for the waistband of his jeans.

I undo the button and zipper in a hurry and start tugging. Once I get them past his ankles, an idea forms in my still floaty brain. I straddle Conrad’s legs and touch him over his underwear.

“I want to take you in my mouth,” I murmur to him, and his eyes meet mine.

“Really?” He looks surprised, but happily surprised. I nod.

“You don’t have to,” he adds as I pull his underwear off.

“I want to,” I confirm, staring it in the face, “that stupid bitch and her friend have nothing on me.”

I start to lower down, but Conrad places a hand on my shoulder to stop me.

“Wait Syd, what does that mean?”

“Blondie told me that her friend did this to you once, but you didn’t get hard. I want to do it for you now,” I blurt.

Conrad’s eyes go wide and he sits up. I frown at him.

“Sydney…” he starts, looking sad all of a sudden, “that was…”

“So it’s true then?” I confirm, “I suppose I was hoping that she was lying, but I guess it’s not like I can be mad since we weren’t together.”

“I was in a very dark place. I was trying to forget for even a minute, but I couldn’t. It only happened that one time, and well…it didn’t go very far like she said. I’m so sorry.”

“I’m not mad Conrad. I’m actually really surprised that you weren’t with anyone while we were apart. I wouldn’t have blamed you if you were, I mean, it was three years. It must have taken a great deal of will power.”

“That’s the thing though Syd. It was never about will power. I just couldn’t do it. There was plenty of opportunity, but I didn’t want it. All I could ever see was your face, and the minute I realized it wasn’t you touching me, I knew I didn’t want anyone else at all.”

I know he’s being completely honest, and my heart swells with the knowledge.

“I didn’t want anyone either. I always compared everyone to you, and nobody came close,” I reveal.

“Well then, I guess we’re just stuck with each other,” he says with a smirk.

“I guess so,” I smile, “and now nobody, but me, will ever touch you again if I have anything to say about it.”

“Never, and the same goes for you babe.”

“There never could be Conrad. I love you”

“I love you too Syd.”

“Alright, so where was I?” I lick my lips and look down at him, “ah yes, right here.”

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