*2 Days Later; Reno, Nevada*

"Girls, it's after midnight! We have to get going."

The five of us were hanging out with the BSB and Christina backstage. We were the only groups left. Everyone else was gone. Jeffery was ready to leave, and Jimmy and Trevor were already on the bus. Jamal was desperately trying to get us to leave.

"Looks like ya'll gotta go now... we'll see you tomorrow in Santa Barbara!" Brian smiled at us. We all nodded.

"And you are coming to the party, right?" Nick asked again. He'd already asked us a million times that day.

"Yes, Nick, we are!" Joey laughed, punching his arm cutely.

"Good. Well, bye!" Nick finished. He was so hot.

Ahhh, no don't think like that, Fay. I told myself.

"Ok, bye guys, bye Chris!" Cher smiled at everyone.

"Bye girls!" Kevin grinned.

I gave Nick once last glance, smiled, and then looked away from him. He was still looking at me, I could tell, when Dare grabbed my arm and pulled me away from the group.

Then five of us, and Jamal, ran out to board the bus yet again. Fox was still not talking to me. It was driving me crazy. He was still upset about the party. But I put my foot down and I'm still going. I'm not going to give in to Fox this time.

We got onto the bus and I went right to my bunk. I turned on the TV really loud and just starting thinking about everything. No one interupted me at all, all night. I stayed up, I don't think I fell asleep at all. I wanted Fox back. I mean, we weren't broken up or anything, I just wanted him to talk to me and kiss me and be with me. But we were both stubbon, so that wasn't going to happen anytime soon.

*The Next Morning; 7am*

"Wake up, Fay! We're finally in California!" Joey yelled to me, opening the curtain to my bunk. She saw that I was very much awake, already changed and ready. "Oh sorry, come on!" she finished and grabbed my hand.

We made plans to meet the BSB and Aaron at a small resturant at 11am. That gave us four hours. I really wanted to go talk to Fox. But my heart still said that he should come to me to talk. Stupid heart. We stayed on the bus the whole time. I stayed in my bunk, so that I didn't have to see Fox. I knew that if I saw him, I'd give in.

At about 9am, I was just doing my make-up, still in my bunk. I heard a voice outside the curtain.

"Fay? Can I talk to you?" it asked. For only a quick second I thought it was Fox. But I knew it was Luke.

"Sure, Luke, come in." I replied, with a sigh.

Luke climbed into the bunk beside me. He just stared at me for a minute, thinking about what he was going to say.

"Ok... you know how stubborn Fox is... everyone knows." he started. I nodded. "Well, this is one of those times when you have to go to him. Because he will not come and talk to you. He thinks he's right, and you shouldn't go to the party. But we know you should go. He's a jerk, my brother." Luke laughed. "Please, go talk to him. I guarantee that you'll kiss and make up." he finished, with a laugh. I sighed. I knew Luke was right.

"Fine, I'll talk to him. Only if you tell him I want to talk to him... send him here." I smiled. Luke agreed and left my bunk.

I waited impatiently for Fox. It took almost five minutes, but he finally showed up. He didn't look happy. He wouldn't even look at me.

"You wanted to talk to me?" he asked me, looking at the floor.

"Yes. Don't you want to talk to me?" I asked back.

"Not really." he replied coldly. I almost gasped.Why the hell was he this upset? It was just a stupid fight.

"Come on Fox... please... whatever I did, I'm sorry. I just don't want you mad at me anymore." I told him. I almost saw him smile. He looked up, but not into my eyes.

"So, you won't go to the party tonight?" he asked. I sighed.

"Fox, give it up, I'm going to the party." I told him.

"But Fay, I don't want you to find some other guy and forget about me." he said cutely.

"Fox, I could never do that. Never. Believe me. You are the only guy for me. I love you, alot." I told him. He smiled then. "Think about it. I could have ditched you for Nick in a second, but did I?" I asked him.

"No..." he mumbled.

"Exactly. I love you. I felt like my heart was ripped out of my chest the past few days, when you weren't talking to me." I told him. He sighed.

"I'm so sorry. I'm such a jerk. Do you forgive me?" he asked cutely.

"Of course. Get in here." I replied, grinning. I pulled him into my bunk.

"I love you so much, let's never fight again." he smiled, and leaned in to kiss me. I didn't want to say another word. I just wanted to kiss him.

So that's just what we did. He began kissing my lips roughly, but then moved down to my neck. I rolled over on top of him and when he stopped kissing me, I kissed his face and neck. His hands wandered my body again. Up my back and on my ass and my legs. He wasn't sure what to do with them. When I stopped kissing him, he, without a word, pulled his t-shirt over his head. I smiled and let him slip mine off too. I rolled off of him and layed beside him. I didn't want him to take off my bra yet.

"Fay, can I... see you...?" he asked cutely. I was pondering the question. I mean, what if someone opened the curtain while I was topless? My urge and passion took over and I nodded.

He moved his hands quickly and undid my bra. He put it aside and his mouth dropped open. I giggled.

"Can I touch you?" he asked. I put my hand over his mouth and whispered,

"Don't talk, baby."

He nodded and leaned closer. He managed to get his body ontop of mine. Then he pulled his head close to me and kissed me again. Then he moved down further and kissed my stomach. I was just sort of moaning a little.

"Are you... done your... you know?" he asked. Without a word, I nodded, knowing he meant my period.

So he pulled down my pants with his strong hands, and then took off my panties, too. It didn't feel weird at all. It was perfect. I moved my hands to his pants and got them undone, and then I got them down to his ankles. His boxers were down just as quick as his pants were. We both took deep breaths before he angled himself ontop of me. Without a word, he plunged himself into me deeply. I gasped.

"Ah, man... uhhhh, ah." I groaned as he went deeper and deeper. I was a virgin, well before this. I wasn't sure about him. He'd never really told me. But it sure felt like he knew what he was doing.

"You ok?" he asked me worriedly. He didn't want to hurt me.

"Y-yeah... keep going." I replied, trying to catch my breath.

So he kept going, in and out. Suddenly he started to speed up. I burried my face in his shoulder and began to cry. This was exactly what I wanted. And he wanted it too. After about five more minutes, he slowed down again and whispered,

"You still ok?" I nodded again, enjoying every move he made. "Are you ready?" he asked.

"I think so." I replied.

I dug my nails into his back as we exploded in the greatest amount of pleasure we'd every felt. A minute later he rolled off me and, gasping for air, layed beside me. I turned to him and said,

"I love you so much... more than words can say."

"I know, I love you that much too." he replied, still out of breath. "Now, we still have awhile, so, try to sleep, ok?" he asked, knowing I had to be tired.

"It won't be hard." I finished. Then I wrapped my arms around him and closed my eyes. Within minutes, I was fast asleep.