Taylor and Isaac had already changed into nicer clothes, and Alex and I fixed our hair and make-up, and then we fixed Tay and Ike's hair for them, since they did not seem capable of doing it themselves. They seemed a bit apprehensive.
"What's wrong?" I implored.
"It's nothing," Ike said,"it's just that we haven't performed in front of girls like you, girls that we really care about, I mean, the others, they're fans...we don't really know them personally."
"Oh Ike, that's so sweet, " I said, and kissed him on the cheek. The limo pulled up in front of Planet Hollywood, and we were met by hundreds of screaming fans. Taylor and Ike got out first, followed by Zac. Then Taylor helped Alex out, and Ike helped me.
The crowd grew nearly silent with surprise when I gave Ike a kiss on his cheek. We walked down and isle cleared for us, and Alex and I were thrown envious stares. Even though Alex and I had our arms linked through Tay and Ike's, Zac still had no one by his side, and soon girls had pushed through the barriers and pulled him down.
Ike, seeing that his brother was in trouble, broke away from me, fighting through the crowd to help his brother. Bodyguards rushed to help.
As soon as Ike had left, a mob of girls grabbed me and pulled me down.
"Ike!" I mangaged to scream out, "Help me!"
Ike, seeing what was happening, ran to my side, pulling girls off of me, and soon helping me up. I trying my best not to cry, but I was noticeably trembling.
He looked at the fans who had attacked Zac and I, and threw them a look of disgust. Then he looked down at me and his face softenend. "Are you all right?" His face was creased with concern.
I managed a weak smile. "I will be."
We stood up and he put an arm around me as I leaned on him. Zac was ahead with a bodyguard on each side of him.
Isaac was silent with fury, he could not believe that these people had tried to hurt her, the girl who he suddenly felt so much for, and he didn't even glance in the direction of the girls screaming his name, desperately craving his attention.
They held signs reading 'ISAAC, WILL YOU FATHER MY CHILD?' or 'IKE, I LOVE YOU!' We went inside, and sat down at a table with Alex, Tay, and Zac. I was still sobbing on his shoulder, and he was still trying to comfort her.
"I think I'll go to the washroom now," I said, after ordering my food. I got up, and Ike followed me, putting his arm around me protectively. Fans who had managed to get inside cast me nasty glares, which only made me more uneasy. I went into the restroom with Ike at my side.
There was no one in there, not even the woman that usually works at the sink, handing you towels or soap and lotions. I turned to face Ike. I threw my arms around his neck.
He held me to close to him, promising that something like that would never happen again.
I looked up at him. Ike leaned down, and softly kissed my forehead, then my cheek, and finally my lips.
"Do we get turned on by bathrooms or something, since that's where we always seem to end up doing this kind of thing?" He just smiled and pulled me closer, and our kisses grew longer and more intense. This time, it was me who pulled away.
"Maybe we shouldn't do this..." I said.
"No...it's all right, please," he said. First he turned around and locked the door, then came towards me. I tentatively kissed him. He slipped his tongue between my lips. Isaac gently pushed me towards the long counter. I lay down on top of it, pulling Ike with me.
I placed my hand between his legs, rubbing it up and down, gently at first, teasing him. Ike groaned delightedly and undid the zipper on my back, pulling my dress down, He placed one hand on my breast, while the other stroked my face.
I put my hand up his shirt, running my fingers along his firm chest. He lovingly kissed laid a trail of kisses along my collarbone. I sighed, and played with his hair. Ike rubbed his crotch against my knee, moaning slightly. His foot a bottle, and it went crashing to the floor.
We both sprang up, Ike redid the zipper on my dress, just in time to slip out the bathroom door, before we could be noticed.
We smiled at eachother as we sat down, and Zac said suspiciously, "You guys sure were in the bathroom for a long time, good thing the press didn't notice...they're too busy interviewing the Backstreet Boys."
"Zac!" Ike exclaimed, "how many times do I have tot ell you not to mention that name in my presence?"
"Sorry Ike...I forgot about the time you got in a fight at that concert in L.A. and Kevin and Brian kicked you ass!" Zac started laughing.
"Shut up!" Ike hissed.
"Okay, okay," Zac grumbled, then begrudgingly went back to his cheeseburger.
I raised my eyebrow at Ike.
He leaned towards me and whispered, "actually...I let them win..."
I smiled to myself.
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