~~note:in the next 2 chapters, i have changed the tense to omnicient, this is only temporary~~
"Run, Runaway......Runaway........Runaway....." The boys sang the end of the last song, then headed for the center of the stage. "Thank you, guys" Taylor said "You guys were a great audience!" Isaac said. "You guys are so cool!" Zac gushed. They bowed, and headed offstage. Isaac and Zac walked together, discussing something complex about the harmony that night. Taylor followed quickly behind. When they reached the curtain area Isaac and Zac were still ahead of Taylor, walking quickly, absorbed in conversation. Nobody noticed when two large hands reached out from the black curtains and pulled Taylor aside. Shocked, he tried to cry out, but a hand was quickly placed over his mouth. ~~~~
"Yea, I really think that we did a great job tonight. The harmony was just really great, and maybe it had something to do with the amazing acoustics of the opera house." Isaac gushed. "Yea, I think you're right, this is an incredible hall, wouldn't you agree Tay?" Zac said, turning around. "Wheres Taylor?" he asked. "He probably went to the bathroom, he looked a little pale before the show." Isaac said. Zac agreed, chuckling to himself about why that might have been.
"Hey guys, pack up your stuff, we're leaving in twenty minutes. We're going back to the hotel tonight, and then its back on the road tomorrow morning. OK?" Walker said, quickly. "Sure, dad." Zac said, walking over to Adrian who was reading a book. He gave her a hug. "Hey." she said smiling. "wheres Tay?" ~~~~
"Taylor Hanson, adored by millions." A woman said. Taylor looked up at her, scared out of his mind. He didn't know what she wanted from him, but was too afraid to ask, for fear of his life. The woman had grabbed him when he had left the stage, dragging him to a small room, containing janitor supplies. The woman was kind of pudgy, with evil eyes and big lips. She looked strong, built. She had big masculin hands. "Taylor, do you know how many people want to get with you?" She asked. Taylor quickly shook his head. He could feel tears welling up in his eyes. "Sweet boy." she said. "Trying to be modest." She smiled, and Taylor cringed. "Well, you don't have to try to impress me, you already have. Thats why I MUST have you!" She squeeled. Taylor had no time to react before the woman thrust herself upon him, forcing her tongue into his mouth. She didn't waste any time. Pinning him under her, she pulled off his pants, proceding to pull hers down as well. She then thrust herself upon him, enjoying the feeling of him inside her, moaning, moving rythmicly against and away from him. Taylor cried silently, trying not to let the terrified moans escape his lips.
