U-N-I - 13. Chapter 13

As soon as we stepped on stage, the whole show was a real rollercoaster ride of emotions. It was brilliant. We knew we had something to prove. People in the audience knew it too. We were so full of adrenaline, so supercharged that I think people could instantly feel it and from the first note, they were totally into it and already dancing and singing along, which to us, was the key to a successful gig. To have people connect with us and to sing along to our songs. We loved involving them the whole time. We hadn't been on stage in so long, and yet, we immediately felt so at ease. To the point that when we came to the end, we didn't even want to come off knowing we had to go back to the real world.

We first played "Hurts like Heaven", followed by "Yellow". When the song neared the end, Rob talked to the crowd as he kept playing,

"Well good evening everybody." he told them, "Thank you so much for being here tonight; that means the world to us. We came out here a bit scared, but to feel the vibe in this place tonight makes me feel like - you guys are great, and together we can do wonderful, wonderful things. We're gonna give everything we have, tonight, for you, and we hope you have a great time!" he strummed his guitar and added, "Now show me what you've got! Let me know you're out there! Show me what you've got!" he said, encouraging them to be louder and louder as we strummed the guitars and Damon loudly hit the drums.

'Turn it up, turn it up!" he said to us. The crowd went wild and we knew the gig was going to be absolutely awesome.

We then played three new songs live for the first time, "Lost", "Talk" and of course "The Scientist," which quickly became a big singalong. The audience left no choice to Rob but to stop singing because they were being so loud. He let out a giggle and had to really push his voice in the next chorus to sing over them. When the song ended, he said,

"Alright, seems like you really want to sing tonight, let's sing this one together." and we played the chorus again, letting them sing it as loud as they wanted to.

The album had only been out for a couple of months, and yet, they were singing the song as if we had been playing it for years. It felt like it was already a classic song. We smiled at each other, amazed at how much people already loved and connected to the song.

Nobody said it was easy

Oh, it's such a shame for us to part

Nobody said it was easy

No one ever said it would be so hard

I'm going back to the start

When the song ended, Jordan said into his mic, "Stop crying, Rach, we can see you!" I looked at him with a slight grin, knowing she would probably kill him for that later.

We then played 'Politik' and as expected, Rob could not help but get back at Jordan. He stood behind him and acted in a flirty way as he sang the chorus "Open up your eyes" four times in a row. Jordan could not really do anything; so he just smiled and waited for Rob to move on as he tried to concentrate on playing as best as he could. Dylan and me watched them and looked knowingly at each other.

There were a few smiles and giggles from all of us but not enough for the public to actually notice what this was about. We had enough professional pride not to go too far and to not ruin the song for the fans.

We continued playing songs from her first two albums. The concert went on with "Low, Clocks, Shiver, Trouble, In My Place and A Message." There was quite a lot of interaction between Rob and me during those songs. He would often look over at me or come over to me and wrap an arm around my shoulder as he sang, when he was not playing guitar himself.

After those songs, we went down the runway to a small cross stage at the end of it, on which we were to play a few more in an intimate set amongst the audience.

We were not quite ready to start playing the first acoustic song when Rob said,"Check this out, it's fucking good!" and began playing as few notes and singing the beginning of a new song called "What If"

He stopped and said,

"I'm joking, I should probably wait for the rest of the band….So we're gonna play a new song again. I'd like to say, we're quite proud of this song. It's personal, and inspired by recent changes in our lives. But if you don't like it, fuck it, just listen to the old stuff," they cheered so he said, "Here we go! This is "What If" hope you like it."

What if there was no lie
Nothing wrong, nothing right
What if there was no time
And no reason, or rhyme
What if you should decide
That you don't want me there by your side
That you don't want me there in your life

When the song ended, Rob spoke to the crowd again. He always enjoyed this, and so did they.

"So, this is something new we've been doing as a band. I know you think we only have sex, drink a lot and count money, but really, the truth is, we really just have a laugh and play music. And lately we've tried to learn new instruments. So Damon's learned the harmonica for this song. This is "Don't Panic!"

We played it acoustically, and when it finished, Rob spoke again. Being on the small stage in the middle of the crowd made it a lot easier to interact with the audience.

"We're gonna play "Green Eyes", and we're gonna play it for Leighann on Instagram. But first if that's ok with you, I feel like we should introduce the whole band. We don't often… we never used to do it before, but maybe it would be nice to do that tonight!"

The audience got very loud as they cheered and clapped.

"Yeah, so let me introduce my awesome bandmates to you! So, first I'm Robbie. I used to be married to George Michael as most of you know. He was sweet but things didn't go so well!" he joked, as a way to say that he was gay.

"I'm one fifth of our band. I don't know why the media always seems to forget this but everyone is equally important in this band so I think it's time to start acknowledging the fact that there's five of us and not one or two of us. We've been gigging together for, I'd say ten years now, the five of us!" they screamed and he added jokingly, "Yeah, that long. And if you had to hang out with me and Jordan for that long, you’d realize how much of an achievement that is for the rest of these guys," he joked pointing at me and Dylan essentially.

"So you know, the plan was to become famous actors, or firemen, or doctors, or dentists, I don't remember, but none of us were really good enough. So we just said, ‘Oh Fuck this, let's just make a band!’ So that's what we did, you know, between crunching our abs and polishing our teeth, we've made songs!" he joked.

"Now to my left, first of all," he smiled wickedly turning to Jordan, " He's just the sexiest bass player you can ever dream of! He's like a cross between Justin Bieber and Justin Timberlake, he's like Jordan Bieberlake! He's… I mean you'll never see his abs, but they're just delightful!" he said with a laugh.

Jordan feigned a bit of laughter. He smiled and wiggled his eyebrows a few times as he raised his t shirt a little.

"Oh there you go! Look at that!" Rob exclaimed. "See! Delightful! Yeah, he's just pure gorgeousness! Plus he's the best bass player I've ever met! There are better ones probably but he's my favourite! So he's crazy but amazing and he's a bit mad but he's sweet and generous and very kind. This is Jordan, our beautiful bass player!"

The audience clapped and cheered very loudly and I think Jordan was almost embarrassed.

"On the piano, we've got Dylan! So you may have noticed that we don't need Dylan on all of our songs. So, sometimes he just wanders off. He's like the ghost member of our band! He goes off stage, maybe has a cup of tea or goes and has sex with his many girlfriends, who knows? And then, he forgets to come back on when we do need him!" Dylan laughed and gave him the finger.

"Don't pretend that's never happened!" Rob laughed.

"Not tonight, " Dylan replied with a laugh.

"But he's an awesome piano player and most of all, he's probably the most centered and serious member of the band, and he really keeps us together. I don't know what we'd do without him!"

"On the drums, we've got Damon …, he doesn't look like he does, but I'm telling you he's got the strength, he's got the muscles and he's got the power to hit those drums! He's the most awesome drummer in our band and probably in the world, and he's great!" the crowd screamed.

"Yeah, we often make bad jokes, but really he's against the grain. He is really a technically brilliant drummer and he can also play plenty of other instruments. Seriously, he's brilliant!" Damon just winked at him.

"And on my right," he slowly said, pointing at me and the crowd went wild, "yeah, yeah, you should scream! I know. I would totally do that too if I were you!" and he just encouraged them to be louder.

Now that was embarrassing.

"So, he used to be my secret gay lover," he laughed; the people cheered and he added, "Not so secret anymore I'm afraid!"

"It was fun while it lasted." I said.

"Sure was! Being in the closet is actually not so bad. No one gives you any shit."

They laughed and he added,

"So that's Mark Emery for you, my perfect perfect boyfriend. First of all, he really is an amazing songwriter. Like, he won't admit it, but he really does pretty much all the work. In fact, we just pretend to help him!"

A guy in the front row shouted,

"I LOVE YOU MARK!"

and Rob answered,

"Yeah, I know, he's gorgeous. He's my best friend, the best friend I could possibly ask for! He keeps me sane, let me tell you! He's my soulmate, and he's got a smile brighter than a thousand candles," we laughed at the cheesiness of that sentence, and the crowd cheered. "Yes, he's beautiful, and I love him!"

They cheered louder and longer and so he added,

"That's right! I get to see him in his underwear… and without 'em!"

I shook my head and laughed,

"Yep!" he grinned at me, "I'm allowed to say that now. Told you you were gonna get embarrassed a lot tonight!"

And the crowd started shouting and clapping "Ink, Ink, Ink" over and over.

"Oh nooo!" I laughed in the microphone.

"Oh, you want us to play 'Ink', do you?" he said sexily.

I played the first few notes, which made the crowd go crazy. Rob gasped,

"Oh come on, do it. Don't chicken out!"

I smiled at him,

"I never said I'd do it!"

They wouldn't stop shouting 'Ink',

"Oh no, I'm screwed!" I mumbled with a laugh.

"Well just so you know, I will NOT sing that song! So, if you want us to play it, you'll have to encourage him to sing it!"

And encourage me they did.

"Alright, alright, I'll do it!" I finally caved and they cheered super enthusiastically.

"Really?" He asked me surprised and turned to the crowd a little, "Well done! It takes me five years to get him to sing a song in public and you just have to cheer for one minute to convince him. I'm jealous."

"Now, it's my turn to embarass you," I said to him.

"Are you kidding? I'm gonna enjoy this!" he smiled. "So, you know, this is a song that was never supposed to be released and we hid it on a single B-side, thinking you guys wouldn't notice it. It's just a song that was quickly written in our bedroom really."

They all cheered and whistled, mostly the girls.

"Yeah, yeah, it was as sexy as it sounds!" he said sexily. "This is probably the first and only time this will happen, so enjoy it…. I know I will!"

I laughed. He was on fire,

"Ok I'm gonna shut up now! I really have to stop talking. We may seem pretty relaxed tonight and not very professional but it is a special night because there are so many special people in this venue tonight you know, everyone's here! From our families, to our friends, and a few celebrities up there who got curious! Not to mention you guys, who are the best audience in the world and who have always stuck with us! Everybody here is pretty fucking special to us, so we hope you have as good of an evening as we're having and thank you for coming and being with us tonight!"

They clapped and he continued,

"Ok, Let's do this. I'm really sorry for all the talking, please don't put it on Youtube, it's terrible! But if you do, please add a little disclaimer that we haven't been on stage for over a year and that we spent hours and hours rehearsing those songs and then you just decide to make us play whatever you want, no rehearsals at all. Alright, switch guitars?" he asked me so I'd play the acoustic guitar on the song.

His guitar was not in the right tuning so I started tuning it, although we had someone to do that for us and I had several different guitars in different tunings ready for the songs we had to play, but 'Ink' wasn't planned. Unfortunately, it turned out that in front of twenty thousand people and the noise in the arena, it was a lot harder to do than I had expected.

"Sorry," I laughed. "I've never tuned a guitar in front of twenty thousand people," I told them and played a string that was totally out of key.

"This is why!" I joked and laughed.

I tried again while I spoke,

"But hey, you can say, I was there! I was there when it took U-N-I's guitarist twenty minutes to tune his guitar, bear with me!"

"WE BELIEVE IN YOU!" a girl shouted.

"Thank you so much," I said in the microphone. "The power of belief is what's gonna get me through," I laughed with them. " 'Cause I've got no fucking idea what I'm doing!" I joked., "You know I did write this song. Which is weird, 'cause now I can't play it in front of you!"

"Hon, you can try all you want but they're not gonna let you get away with this!" Rob joked. I smirked at him.

"Can I have another guitar please? In the right tuning," I asked, " 'cause I've just pretty much screwed this one up!"

The roadie in charge handed another one over to me and I asked him skeptically, "Is this one in the other tuning?" because I was pretty sure it wasn't. He nodded yes.

"Alright… I played a few notes but as expected, it still wasn't in the right tuning.

"Shit!" I let out a laugh and began tuning it again.

"FUCK IT!!," a guy in the front row shouted really loudly. Everybody around heard and laughed.

I turned to him and stopped tuning the guitar,

"No, I can't fuck it man!" There was laughter in the whole venue. "I can't do that. I'd fuck it, but then end up going viral."

And then we heard another guy yell even louder, "FUCK ME ROBBIE, I LOVE YOU!"

I laughed,

"Oh man, this is getting out of control," as I continued trying to tune the guitar. "he would but then that'd be the end of the band … just because some horny guy said 'fuck me'! … and then everybody here's gonna hate you."

Everybody laughed and booed.

"Yeah, boo him for me!" I encouraged them.

"We're staying at the Ritz," Rob said seriously into the mic.

I laughed as I raised my eyebrows to him,

"Are we?"

"I feel this is already going viral," Jordan said as he looked at Damon who was laughing his ass off.

"You gotta love those guys," Damon said.

"YOU'RE THE BEST," we heard someone shout in the audience.

"Yeah, right!" Jordan exclaimed, "I think we all need to hear this right now!" he laughed.

"Wait, I think my guitar needs tuning!" Rob said, as he was going to play the electric guitar on the song.

"No," I answered dramatically, "you're fine!"

"Maybe I should play 'The Scientist' instead'," I joked because the High E string wasn't a standard tune, it was F tuned and it had to be changed from E to F, which made it quite hard to right tune it by ear, and the guys knew that of course.

People cheered, wanting me to do it, because they couldn't really understand the joke.

"He's kidding!" Jordan laughed. "It's a different setting tune, not standard, that's another half an hour of waiting for him to tune that guitar!" he said and I mouthed 'fuck you' to him jokingly.

Then, I began singing in the microphone, "Nobody said it was easy - nobody said tuning a guitar was easy"

Everybody clapped and the roadie finally handed me the first guitar, which was now perfectly tuned.

"Alright, great! Thank you so much. Let's play 'Ink'. Another embarrassing moment," I laughed before pointing my finger at Rob who had a mischievous look on his face that didn't presume anything good, "Don't!" I told him under my breath. I didn't want him to distract me.

He just raised his hands and gave me an innocent smile, promising he wasn't planning on doing anything.

"Hit it!" I told Damon and we started the song.

I tried to block the whole venue and to concentrate on Rob and on my guitar. I looked into his eyes for most of the song and my eyes would only leave his when I needed to check the chords, just as he sometimes was. I think for a brief moment, when I sang these lyrics and gazed into his eyes, it was only the two of us on the stage.

" I see you road begin to climb,

I see you stars begin to shine,

I see your colours and I'm dying of thirst,

All I know, is that I love you so,

So much that it hurts."

I'm not sure how we managed to keep playing without getting a note wrong, I know I was relying on muscle memory to correctly and automatically play all the notes and he obviously was too. When the song ended, Jordan and Damon left the small cross shaped stage and went back to the main stage to play, and so it was just the two of us left to play "Green Eyes", and then "A Rush Of Blood".

I began playing "Green Eyes" on acoustic guitar, and this time, he was the one singing to me. Again, I didn't pay much attention to what I was playing as I knew the chords so well, but when in the second part of the song, Rob had to start playing the electric guitar, he messed up the first note. He just laughed at how distracted he was, and so did everyone. We just stopped and I picked up where we had left off and the whole venue cheered for him when he played the note right. He kept looking at me and changed the original lyrics, "I came here with a load and it feels so much lighter since I met you" to "since I told you" and as he was singing this twice during the song, I was genuinely worried that he would change it to "since I've done you" because that's totally something he would have been cheeky enough to do. I actually looked at him with a smirk, and I think he understood I didn't want him to sing that and he sang "now I'm with you"

Before we started playing, "A Rush Of Blood To The Head" he briefly spoke into the mike and said with a bit of resentment,

"Got a special message for someone in the audience tonight. Thomas… just so you know, as far as I'm concerned, sorry doesn't cut it! You can just fuck off home! This is " A Rush Of Blood To The Head "

I slightly laughed and we began playing. Again, we looked at each other a lot for most of the song and he actually came over to me before he had to start playing the electric guitar, as the beginning of the song only required me to play. He wrapped an arm around my shoulder and sang to me,

‘Oh, I'm gonna buy this place and start a fire
Stand here until I fill all your heart's desires
Because I'm gonna buy this place and see it burn
Do back the things it did to you in return’

I locked eyes with him and smiled before he rushed back to his mike to start playing as he continued singing the song.

He then sang the line

"I said I'm gonna buy a gun and start a war,

If you can tell me that we're worth fighting for"

instead of

"if you can tell me something worth fighting for".

I had no idea he was gonna do that. The whole crowd screamed loudly. He repeated it a second time in the second chorus and received the same reaction from the crowd.

After the song ended, he ran to the main stage to start playing "Every Teardrop Is A Waterfall", which basically was our coming out song. I did the same as I started playing the song. He mainly stayed on the runway to sing. Halfway through the song, he went down into the pit between the stage and the barriers to grab a gay flag someone was waving. He climbed back up onto the runway and began singing the line while holding up the flag,

Every tear
Is a waterfall
So you can hurt, hurt me bad
But still I'll raise the flag

He ran up the runway to the stage and tried to throw the flag back into the crowd but it didn't work. So he picked it up again, ran over to me and tied it up to my guitar strap and then planted a kiss on my lips. Well, if anyone still had any doubt or needed confirmation that we were a couple, they didn't anymore!

I finished the song in a haze and began playing "Princess of China".

Rihanna appeared, calm and confident. She began singing and immediately put so much emotion and sensuality into the song that it was beautiful and hot at the same time. She was such a badass. The way she was singing, I was pretty sure she was able to transport the audience into the story of the song. She looked like she had actually been hurt as she sang the line "’cause you really hurt me" several times to Rob throughout the song, especially when near the end, they both pressed their foreheads together as they sang, making it look so passionate.

We finished the song and Rob thanked Rihanna for being here and we walked off stage.

"Oh my god, that was insane!!" Rob shouted as he immediately dropped to the floor and lay on his back, as he tried to recover from the intensity of it all. I grabbed his hand and pulled him back up.

"You're not done!" I laughed.

"Fucking hell, that was fucking insane, it seriously was!" he said again."You almost kissed me on stage!" he told Rihanna.

"I almost did," she giggled. "I would've if you hadn't pulled away. That's why I pulled you back."

"Really?" they both had a laugh. "Shit, I should've let you!"

"No no, it was more sensual that way. We were being watched," she told him, faking being shy.

"You totally pulled it off. I think you actually convinced them there was something going on!" he laughed.

"Totally, I almost got jealous!" I joked.

"I was so into it!" she said. "I felt genuinely heartbroken at the end!"

"This is is gonna become an iconic duet, let me tell you!" Jordan told them with a bright smile. "The chemistry and passion between you at the end was awesome! People are gonna talk about this tomorrow!"

We tried to calm ourselves down. We knew the break was short. We still had to play "Fix you" and "Up and Up" that we had written with Bono's collaboration.

The crowd was calling us back on stage and they were louder and louder with each passing second.

We walked back on stage, and were welcomed back with the longest and loudest cheer we had ever heard. This concert was just exceptional.

Rob walked to the runway and lay down on his back in the middle of it as we began to play,"Fix You."

As soon as he began singing the first words, the whole crowd sang it back to him, almost louder than he was. They sang it with him but it felt more like he was singing it with them. "Fix You" seemed to be having the same effect as "The Scientist" on the fans. I had hoped it would but not to such an extent.

After the first chorus, he sat up and said with a slight giggle,

"First time ever singing that song live, and that's what it sounds like! Unbelievable! You sound incredible!"

During the interlude, he didn't have to sing so he ran over a thick white drape we had hung on the side of the stage and started spray painting 'Love is Love'.

When came the last line of the song,

"Lights will guide you home,

And ignite your bone,

And I will try to fix you,"

He let them sing and when they were done, he said, "Thank you so much everybody!" and then turned to us, "This is why this is our favourite place on earth guys!"

It was truly amazing.

We finished with the icing on the cake. We began playing "Up and up", and shortly after Rob had begun singing, Bono walked on stage, surprising the shit out of us. We seriously had no idea that he would. Rob stopped singing and just watched and listened to Bono sing as he walked closer to him, in shock. He slightly rubbed Rob's shoulder and it took a moment for him to register what was happening. Bono was actually on stage singing with him. We were all so surprised that we almost stopped playing, but we managed to pull through and Rob began singing again, along with Bono.The song seemed to go by so fast that it was a bit of a blur to be honest.

When we finished it, Rob said to Bono,

"Shit, we've come to the end!" to which Bono answered,

"In fact, you know what? I don't want this to be the last song. Can we do one more song?" he asked as he looked over at us.

Obviously, the crowd screamed and we nodded in agreement.

"Alright, we'll do one more song!" he said. "What would you like to hear?" he asked the audience, but it wasn't like we were able to play any of U2's songs with no rehearsals beforehand. Jordan and I moved close to Damon's drums and we talked together and agreed on "One". I knew it by heart, I knew Rob knew the lyrics by heart as well. Jordan was pretty sure he could remember it too without messing up, and Damon just agreed but he seemed a bit worried. It was the safest choice anyway.

During this time, Rob and Bono talked to the crowd. Rob thanked all the people who had worked hard so that everything would be ready for the concert and Bono thanked them for the support they were giving us,

"These boys will have an amazing career!" he said, "One of those careers that you just don't deserve you know, no one deserves it like this… but you're taking it alright!" he said to Rob, who just nodded and smiled.

Then, Bono turned to us and we just gestured "One". He understood right away.

"One"? Alright, let's sing "One", is that alright with you?"

Shit, I couldn't believe this was happening. We were about to play "One", which was like my favourite song of all time by the way, and Rob was going to sing it along with Bono. I could tell he was nervous as hell, but I knew he could do it and hold his own.

Playing the song was amazing. We didn't mess it up and I could tell Rob enjoyed every note of it, even though I couldn't really concentrate on him. His voice was almost as strong as Bono's. I would have to watch this later. When it was over, Bono left the stage. He was applauded and acclaimed by the crowd of people, who were probably just as surprised as we were that this duet had taken place.

Dylan played "Up and Up" again and Rob sang the last verse and thanked the audience again.

Fixing up a car to drive in it again

When you're in pain

When you think you've had enough

Don't ever give up

Don't ever give up

When it was time to come off, we stayed on the stage longer than we were used to. The crowd wouldn't let us leave. We all took bows together and thanked the audience as we waved goodbye. The applause was thunderous. Just before walking off, I went over to Rob and we hugged tightly. "That was sensational," he said. "You were amazing," I responded. I grasped his face and planted a kiss on his lips, not caring about the fact that we were still on stage. Then I put my arm around his shoulders, squeezed him to me and kissed the side of his head as we walked off stage.

Everyone chatted with us on our way back to our dressing room, congratulating us on a great show along the way. The hallways backstage were already jammed with people. We worked our way to our dressing room through a see of hugs and handshakes. We needed to quickly change and shower before going back out for food and drinks with all the people waiting for us backstage.

As we entered the dressing room, Jordan was laughing,

"This gig was something else!!!" he said as he plopped down on one of the dark red sofas, "I never wanted it to end."

"Tell me about it!" Rob responded as we all sat down, feeling ecstatic but at the same time, a bit drained of energy as well.

It was just the five of us. I think we needed to be alone together for just a few minutes, just to give us time to realize that the concert was over. It was always pretty strange to us, the difference between the silence in the dressing room to what we'd just come from: the noise, the energy and the cheering. It was weird going from total exhilaration to being alone in a room. And this time it was worse. That drop, it was such a surreal feeling … and kinda dangerous for our sanity if I'm honest, especially Rob's. We were all slightly giggling and smiling, not knowing what to say. There was no need to talk. We knew how each one of us was feeling. We just needed a very rapid decompression.

Dylan spoke though,

"We are never gonna be able to top this, like never! This will remain the best gig of our lives, let me tell you!"

"Fucking amazing, guys! How did we get to this point?" I asked, taking a deep breath.

"Damn, that was ace! That really really was ace!" Rob said as he recalled what was indeed the best gig we'd ever played. "I was so at ease on stage. I had such a great time! I can't wait to go on tour now."

"Yeah, all to do with the audience!" Dylan said.

"So much to look forward to!" I added.

"Fucking ace being a rock star! No better job!" Rob stated with a smile. "And you know what?" he asked us, "If a few paparazzi take your picture…" he said, throwing his arms up in the air slightly.

"Yeah, so what?!!" Jordan exclaimed.

"So fucking what!" Rob responded. "You know what I mean! What's wrong with that?"

"There's nothing wrong with that," Jordan laughed.

We were constantly complaining about them, they were seriously driving us crazy sometimes, but it didn't seem to be very important at that moment.

"If you get onstage and enjoy something like that!" Rob added, slowly shaking his head. "Fucking hell, it was amazing, fucking amazing! It's gonna take me a while to come down. I'm first to grab a shower, I really need this the most."

"Yeah, I'm going with you," I said.

"Hey, no sex! We need to shower too!" Jordan exclaimed.

We chuckled as we entered the bathroom. We quickly showered and changed before going back out into the craziness. We emerged from our dressing room and started talking with a number of reporters.

Then, we had a drink, ate some food around yet another buffet and talked with the many celebrities, friends and family present backstage. We were a bit in shock over all the people who were coming to us to tell us how much they had loved the show and how great they thought we were.

At that moment, I really felt like we had done something really special and had this enormous sense that we had arrived. As a band, we had won the awards we were meant to win, we had sold the records we were meant to sell and I could honestly say that we were really doing it for the music and not for the fame or for the money. Now, I knew the next tour would give us the worldwide recognition we had always craved. We were going to have a great time, although I was a bit worried that we might find it hard to adjust to having an even bigger worldwide success. The only thing that reassured me was that we were not solo artists going through it alone. We had each other.

I gave Rachel a warm hug,

"You guys were terrific."

We talked and giggled about all the little funny things that had occurred during the gig when a guy came up to us,

"Rach, would you like a drink? I'm gonna get myself a coke."

"No thanks, I'm good," she answered and turned her attention back to me.

He looked at me with a smile and admitted to being a huge fan of our music and songwriting abilities. Like everyone else, he congratulated me, I thanked him and he excused himself to go get a drink.

"Who is he?" I asked Rachel after he had walked away.

"Just a guy I worked with in an art gallery last month."

I just gave her a suspicious look,

"What? He's really sweet. And handsome," she said with a smile.

"Yeah, he is. How long is he gonna last?"

“Don't know. Depends on how well he treats me!"

She was often dating guys but for some reason it'd never last very long. She didn't seem to want to date anyone seriously, and I was getting worried that I might have totally robbed her of her ability to trust someone. I was pretty sure she didn't allow herself to fall in love in order not to get hurt. I hoped I was wrong but I was gonna have to have a serious conversation with her about this.

I was actually about to say something to her when I heard a familiar voice say,

"Hey, amazing gig!" I turned around to face the person talking to me.

It was Damien.

"Hey," I said to him, and then briefly turned around to face Rachel again, "I fuckin' knew it!" I whispered to her.

She looked at me, trying not to giggle as she said,

"I think I'm gonna get myself that drink I don't want after all."

Damien stared at me with a small smile, indicating he was very happy to see me. I couldn't help but notice that he looked handsome as hell but I tried not to smile back at him as I didn't want him to imagine things. I liked the guy but he was way too into me.

"Why are you here?" I asked.

Considering how we had left things, he didn't seem very troubled by my question,

"I came to congratulate you guys!" he answered, "It was an awesome concert! I think one of the best I've ever been to! If not the best."

"Thanks."

"Damn, I knew you were good, but that was beyond good. I was staggered! And man, 'One' with Bono, fucking amazing. You must've been so thrilled!" he exclaimed.

"Yeah, it was unexpected!" I nodded. "Glad you enjoyed it."

"I did. I'm so glad 'Rewind' got to be your support band, they did so well!"

"I couldn't watch them play, but Damon did. He really liked 'em."

"Yeah, they surprised me. I was worried they wouldn't be ready, but really, they rocked!"

I agreed and for some reason totally held his gaze a bit longer than normal. I wasn't sure what it was but there was something about him that made me want to be flirtatious, even though I honestly didn't want anything to happen with him. He had this self-assurance that I seemed to be attracted to. I looked away and spoke with a sigh,

"Damien, you shouldn't have come! It'd be better if you left now."

He looked at me confused,

"You gave me backstage passes, didn't you? What else was I supposed to do with them?"

I didn't respond and he sensed that I probably didn't want to hang around with him much longer.

"Mark, I'm sorry if you're mad at me about last time, but … look, I just had to try. I just wanna be your friend. You know that!" he told me before adding, "I kinda miss you."

I raised my eyebrows,

"You kinda miss me?" I held his gaze again, "Stop pretending that you just wanna be my friend!"

He froze a little, not knowing how to respond but he quickly added, full of his usual confidence,

"Fine!" he gazed at me intensely and he stepped at bit closer to me as he said in a whisper, "You were fucking hot on stage! I couldn't take my eyes off you… and I had to see you… There! I'm not pretending now!" he stated with even more self-assurance.

"That's better," I said dryly.

"Why can't you just admit that you like me too!" he demanded.

"I do like you," I retorted as I stared at him, "I just don't wanna fuck you!"

"That's bullshit. You do! You would if you weren't with him," he whispered.

"Well, I am very much with him," I retorted.

"Come on, I see the way you look at me."

"It won't happen! So just stop hitting on me!" I objected, although he had noticed there was something about his assertiveness that I liked.

"I can't help it, I'm too into you. You'll get bored of him eventually!" he asserted, looking over at Rob, who was in the middle of a conversation with a bunch of admirers, but who had seen that I was talking to Damien. As I turned my head, I saw Rob looking briefly at me at the same instant, then at Damien, and I tried to make my eyes tell him that I needed a bit of help.

I met Damien's gaze again and let out a small chuckle,

"You should really get yourself a significant other of your own, you know. Have you seen him tonight? You don't stand a chance against him."

He gave a slight shrug,

"I was only looking at you!" he said, acting flirtatious.

My eyes left his gaze and he smiled as he raised the guitar case he was holding,

"I've still got this to give you! Please, accept it this time." he said imploringly, handing it over to me. I didn't move a finger as I saw that Rob was about to come over to us.

"Thank you," Rob said as he grabbed the guitar case and placed it on the floor next to us, then, he wrapped his arm around my shoulder.

"You can leave now," he told him nastily.

"Was I talking to you?" Damien spat back.

Rob chuckled,

"If you think you can just hit on him without me getting involved, you're wrong! Just leave. He may be too nice to say it, but he doesn't want you here!"

"Doesn't he?" he asked him and then stared at me, "Why do you let him talk for you?"

"He does it better than me!" I said, my voice full of sarcasm.

"He's not the boss of you," he said, looking straight at me and ignoring Rob.

Rob laughed and I replied,

"No, he's not! See, I never listen to him and he always listens to me. You don't know shit about us Damien!" I told him, in an attempt to make him understand that he really didn't have a shot with me.

"Yeah, so do us both a favor, and get the hell out of our lives!" Rob snapped, getting riled up.

He gazed at me again, clearly hoping that I might contradict Rob,

"You heard him!" I told him, getting a bit defensive.

He seemed to accept the fact that I agreed with Rob. He looked away with an air of disappointment but quickly turned his eyes to Rob. He leaned closer to him and kind of whispered,

"I can't wait for you to fuck up!"

"You bastard, get the fuck out of here!" Rob spat at him and took his arm off my shoulders to push Damien away.

I think Damien realized at that instant that Rob might actually start a fight with him and he gave up pretty easily, as we were surrounded by so many people and some were starting to turn their attention to us and watch the scene.

"Fine, fine, I'm leaving," he said, taking a few steps back. "Call me when he does," he said seductively but under his breath.

I fought back a smile. I had to admit the woman in me was having a bit of fun having two hot guys fight over me.

Rob turned to me, shaking his head,

"If I do fuck up and you wanna fuck some guy to get back at me, please, don't choose him!" he said with a laugh.

That was good, he was at least able to joke about this.

I laughed slightly, Damien had barely moved backwards so he heard him,

"Lucky for me, he never listens to you," he muttered under his breath.

"Alright, that's it!" Rob growled.

He took a few steps toward him before pushing him violently backwards. Jordan was the one to intervene, probably because Rachel had told him that something interesting might happen and they were the only ones who really knew what was going on.

Rob and Jordan both forced Damien to leave, also involving a security guard.

"Jeez Mark, you're quite a heartbreaker," Jordan joked as they both came back over to me.

"Apparently. Damn, he's got it worse than I thought!" I said as I playfully pushed him away.

"I told you he was trouble!" Rob exclaimed. "Why do you have to be so cute?" he said in a sweet way before placing a kiss on my cheek.

We kept talking to everyone for quite a while. Maybe another hour had gone by before people began to leave.

When we left the venue, we were surprised to see that a few fans were still waiting for us at the stage door, despite the fact that it was freaking freezing. They had been patient enough to wait in the cold, so we could only give them some of our time. Much to their surprise and delight, we went over to them to sign autographs, take pictures and chat for a short moment, thanking them for their compliments. They were all very nice and civilized. They didn't know what to say except things such as "We love you guys. Great concert, amazing duet with Rihanna, Bono…"

We talked about the concert with them, as well as the upcoming tour. At some point they asked us a few questions about Rob and I being a couple and the few things that went on during the gig. They were especially intrigued by "A rush of blood" and were wondering what the lyrics were about but we could only tell them that it was personal.

"I'm sorry about the inappropriate screaming," one of the guys said as I was signing an autograph for him.

It took me a second to understand and I exclaimed,

"Are you the guy who yelled 'Fuck me Robbie'?!"

"Yeah, sorry about that!" he admitted.

Rob just laughed. "That was gutsy!"

He smiled at him and added, "No, actually dude, I'm not sorry. But these girls wanted me to apologize. Offer still stands though!" he said, staring at Rob in a flirtatious way.

Rob smiled back at him and then turned to me,

"I like him!"

I shook my head,

"My god. Thanks for making it even harder for me to tune that damn guitar."

"Sorry, really sorry." he apologized to me again, but I could tell he didn't mean it.

After a few more minutes, we told them that we had to leave and thanked them again for coming to the concert and waiting for so long in the cold weather.

As we walked away, I turned to Rob and said to him,

"You're thinking what I'm thinking?"

"I dunno. What are you thinking?" he asked seriously, his lips rapidly moving into a devilish grin.

"He is pretty attractive." I smiled and raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, right, you think so too!" he agreed in a whisper.

"It's a bad idea though," I said more seriously, shaking my head.

"Yeah, it's a really bad idea," he agreed.

We just looked slyly at each other, with a slight grin and I could feel myself growing a little hard,

"I could get hard just thinking about it if it wasn't so freaking cold," I said with a laugh.

'It's a really bad idea though," he repeated.

"Yeah, but we're gonna do this, aren't we?" I asked and raised my eyebrows in mock shock of my own statement.

He laughed,

"Yeah, I think we are."

"How? We're not gonna take him back to our place? I asked. "Are we?"

"I don't know, why not?" he asked with a slight shrug.

"Now, that'd be an even dumber thing to do!" I exclaimed, but seriously considering it too.

"Well, you know, we're not really thinking straight right now anyway."

"I guess it was a good idea to not have anybody stay at our place after all."

"Told you!" he answered.

We had booked hotel rooms for friends and family, so they'd enjoy staying in a luxury hotel for the weekend, exept for Amy who wasn't sure if she'd be able to make it.

"He looks alright!" Rob continued. "What's the worst thing that could happen?"

I didn't have time to answer as Damon came up to us.

"Let's go? What d'you wanna do? " he asked, holding a bunch of car keys.

Then he added,

"Are the girls coming with us and you two drive the Audi back?"

It was our car and we’d driven it to the venue on the previous day for rehearsals. Indeed, we couldn't all fit in one car since Rachel was going home with the guy she was with, and they were taking their girlfriends home as well. Only Jordan and Taylor had apparently already left.

There was our opportunity.

Rob answered,

"Yeah that's fine. You can all go back with the SUV, we'll take the Audi."

We loved driving, especially me, so we found it pretty boring to have a driver to drive us around. Whenever we could, we would drive our own cars.

"Ok cool, let's do that! See you tomorrow then I guess. I know I'll be sleeping all day," he joked.

"See ya, good night!" I told him.

We watched them get into the car and walked to where we had parked the Audi. We made sure they’d left before we drove out of the venue. The fans were still waiting for us to watch us leave or something as we knew they would. They always stayed as long as we did. I drove by them and stopped the car. Then, I wound down the tinted window.

"Hey!" I called, "'Fuck me Robbie' guy," they all looked at me and he smiled, "Get in!" I said, and wound the window back up.

It took him a few seconds to register. He looked back at the other fans, baffled and probably wondering if this was for real. They all looked at him in utter shock, and one of the guys motioned him to get in. He then took a few slow steps toward the car but turned around again and stopped for a moment to study his friends' reactions. He seemed to ask them whether or not he should or shouldn't get in the car. The expression on their faces was priceless. The girls were covering their mouth with their hand to hide their giggles as they discreetly told him to go.

"Is he gonna get in or what?" Rob asked.

I laughed as I watched them,

"I think he's still in shock."

He finally opened the car door and got in, I pressed the gas pedal and drove off.

"Holy shit, what's happening ?!" he chuckled a bit, still confused and perplexed.

"You should really watch what you say you know!" Rob joked.

"I don't think I should!" he laughed a little.

Rob turned the music on and the guy said in disbelief,

"Is this seriously happening? Where're you taking me?"

"We're still debating on this!" Rob answered.

"Not a hotel, I just can't be bothered!" I said, "There's no traffic. Shouldn't be more than thirty minutes to get home."

"Shit, you actually wanna fuck? Like for real? That's actually gonna happen?" he just kept asking questions.

Rob turned around slightly and answered seriously,

"No! We're gonna kill you!" then he smiled, "What do you think's gonna happen?"

"Fuck!" he exclaimed, apparently not quite getting his head around that. "I never thought this would happen!"

"D'you wanna back down?" Rob suggested playfully. "You still can."

"HELL NO!"

Rob chuckled and turned the music down as my phone started ringing. I had placed it in between the seats when we had gotten into the car because I had started reading the dozens of messages that people were sending me.

"You want me to get that?" he asked.

"I don't know, who is it?"

He took the phone in his hand and exclaimed as he looked at the screen,

"Is he seriously not gonna give up!!" I could immediately tell who it was, just from the tone of his voice.

"Shit! Is that Damien?"

He showed me the screen and I just sighed,

"Don't answer."

"Maybe I should and threaten him," he joked, "I can't believe he's calling you now, what more does he want?"

I shrugged,

"Just ignore it."

"Yeah," he reluctantly agreed.

After a moment, he turned around again and stared at the guy, kind of checking him out., "So… that was pretty forward of you to ask me to fuck you in front of twenty thousand people."

"Not to mention totally out of line!" I said.

Rob looked at me with a smile and gave a slight shrug before staring at him again,

"I mean, come on, your parents were in the audience!"

Rob laughed,

"Are you always this bold?"

"Well, yeah! It worked though, it got me into your car… so…, " he answered casually.

"Should be interesting!" Rob said, "Tell us more about you!" he said as he shifted his eyes to my phone to read all the messages I'd received, as well as his.

"Uh, yeah, sure. I'm Nathan, twenty-three. I'm from Croydon, not far from here. Uhh, I've been a fan, pretty much since I heard 'Shiver' on the radio…"

"Oh-My-God!"Rob exclaimed, still going through my messages.

"What?" I asked. "What is it now?"

"Fucking hell! He's sent you a fucking declaration of love here!" he said as he read a message on my phone in disbelief.

"Seriously?" I asked a bit puzzled, not really believing that Damien was so into me that he would actually tell me that he was in love with me.

"Let me see!" I asked and tried to grab the phone to read the message myself but he wouldn't let me as long as I was driving.

"I should've punched his pretty little face when I still had the opportunity!" he grumbled, irritated, "Nothing against me, yeah right!" he exclaimed.

I let out a laugh,

"What's he saying?" I asked, wondering why he was saying that.

"Ok, you're neutral," he said to the guy in the back, "What would you do if a guy sent this to your boyfriend?"

He handed the phone to him and he read the message,

"I'd fucking kill him, that's what I'd do!"

"Right, we agree!"

" Come on, lemme see!" I said, getting more and more intrigued.

"No, you're driving."

A few seconds later, I had to stop at a red light so I grabbed the phone from his hand and started reading the message,

"I want to apologize for earlier. I didn't mean to cause you any trouble. I don't have anything against Rob except for the fact that he's got you. I want to be the one loving you and I want you to love me back. You're everything I look for in a guy. I know you don't feel the same way but I hope that someday you will. I love you, I've loved you since day one and I'll be waiting."

"Jesus." I sighed deeply, "How am I gonna get rid of him?" I asked, thinking that this guy really didn't play by the rules and wondering how I was supposed to answer, although ignoring him seemed like the smartest choice.

Rob took the phone back and just looked at me with a tight-lipped smile. He shook his head, without saying a word.

"Fine, you were right! What am I supposed to do now? If he's in love with me, he's in love with me. I shot him down tonight. There's not much more I can do."

He chuckled,

"I don't know! Maybe you should change your number, fucking blacklist him!"

"Yeah, but he can easily find me if he wants to find me."

"Then, tell him to leave you the fuck alone. That you're not interested and never will be!"

"I did! Twice." I responded, although, I had to admit that I could have been more straighforward.

"I can't believe that guy. Fuck, what does he think? That I'm not gonna see this, that you're not gonna tell me?" he said, even more irritated.

"I don't think he cares," I answered.

He sighed and looked out the window for a moment.

"Don't let him ruin the night ahead, he's not worth it," I said in a whisper.

"No, he's definitely not," he whispered back and then turned around again,

"Anyway …. So, Nathan from Croydon! Anything else we should know about you?"

After a few seconds of silence during which he was probably staring at Rob, he stated with confidence,

"I'm really good in bed!"

Rob smiled seductively,

"Now, we're talking! How good?"

"I guess I'm just gonna have to show you!"

Rob and I looked at each other with a sly grin,

"Good choice," I whispered.

Nathan chuckled,

"Is it okay with you that I totally dig him too?"

Rob let out a laugh,

"As long as you don't fall in love with him, we're good!"

We talked about the concert for a while, as Nathan shared his and his friends' impressions. When the conversation came to the amazing crowd's reaction to "Fix You", Rob slapped my shoulder and said,

"You know what I was thinking about during the interlude and the bridge?"

"What?"

"You could totally find him with those pictures…I mean, the magic of the Internet. Anything's possible."

I let out a chuckle,

"That'd be fucking weird."

"Come on! He must've been around our age in those pictures, not over thirty for sure. So if he had kids, he must've had them… like what, five... ten years later. So they'd be fifteen, twenty, have friends, cousins, whatever, people who use the internet and who might recognise him."

"You thought about all of this during "Fix You ???" I asked dubiously.

"I totally did!" he confirmed.

I shook my head,

"Alright! So let's say I find him. What am I gonna say to the guy?"

"I dunno. Something like… 'hey, remember that Irish chick you fucked twenty-four years ago… well, hello, I'm the illegitimate child you didn't know you had. And I'm famous and loaded'!'"

I just laughed,

"Oh great! So now he might just want to take advantage of me. That's just not cool. He doesn't even know I exist. He might not even remember her. Come on, it was twenty-four years ago."

"You don't know how he'll react. He might find this pretty cool."

'I don't know. I for sure wouldn't like that to happen to me."

"Well he might have children who think it's pretty cool if they listen to us! Who knows, it's totally worth a try."

"Uh, what is "Fix You" about exactly?" Nathan asked, obviously intrigued.

"Long story, dude. Don't bother trying to understand." Rob told him.

When we finally arrived at our place, we were relieved to see the SUV wasn't in the garage. We didn't want them to know we were bringing a fan home, especially this one.

"How come they're not here yet?" I asked Rob, considering they had left the venue first.

"Well, Dylan was driving," he said jokingly, "it's gonna take them twice as long to get home."

We laughed and headed hurriedly out of the garage, just in case they'd arrive at the same time.

"Can I use the bathroom?" Nathan asked when we got into the apartment.

"Sure, right there," I pointed toward the downstairs bathroom.

He went in there for a few minutes and Rob and I got more comfortable taking off our leather jackets.

"Damn, I can't believe tonight actually happened!" he said to me.

"I know. We totally pulled it off. It was just insane, the whole gig was just insane."

"It really was," he agreed. "But I'm so glad it's over! The pressure was – intense tonight."

He breathed a sigh of relief.

I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his waist with a smile. We just looked at each other and talked about the fact that the gig had been even better than we'd imagined it to be. It was after such gigs that It was honestly hard to believe this was really our life and our job.

I pushed my face closer to his. I could feel his breath on my lips. Our eyes were locked, only inches apart. My eyes closed as his lips touched mine. I embraced him as we kissed. His hands moved to the sides of my head and we continued to kiss. I wasn't thinking about the guy in the bathroom. As we made out lovingly, I kept thinking about how amazingly well he had performed, how he'd gotten to people, how his talent, his powerful and emotional voice and his charisma had shone through. I felt so fucking proud of him. I pulled my head back and told him how amazing I thought he was.

He smiled and I asked with disbelief,

"Are you really my boyfriend? Like, really?"

He let out a laugh and frowned lightly,

"Oh, oh! You're starting to look at me with their eyes, don't do that!"

I smiled,

"I just get such a kick of watching people watching you! It was mental!"

He nodded proudly.

"Bono called me an extraverted introvert in the green room!"

"He really does get you!" I exclaimed and we laughed.

"Sooo…?" he asked, his eyes shifting toward the bathroom. "What shall we do with him?"

I shrugged,

"Just take him to bed and fuck him senseless, you know, relieve the pressure!"

"You big slut," he stated, staring at me wide-eyed. "I'm not taking him up to our bedroom." he said with a chuckle, "It's bad enough that he's here."

I laughed lightly and suggested,

"So, one of the guest rooms? It’s about time they got christened."

He agreed and we made out some more, getting excited at the thought of having a spontaneous threesome again. I was already semi-hard and I could tell Rob was too. Nathan came out of the bathroom shortly after and we just looked at him with a devilish grin. We took him upstairs, to the room where Amy was supposed to have stayed. Now, I was glad she had come with Thomas and wasn't staying with us.

As soon as we entered the room, I pushed him down hard onto the bed and grabbed his jeans, eager to see him naked. He looked like he had a great body. I pulled them off in one swift motion, along with his underwear and lowered my mouth to his already hard member, not disappointed one bit by its girth and length. I quickly had a full-blown erection when I saw his dick.

"Ohhhh, oh god!" he moaned as I took the first couple of inches of his cock in my mouth and swirled my tongue around to get it good and wet before I began sucking him off, "Oh you're fucking…. Oh yeah! You like to get right to the point, don't you! Ohh ohhh god, yes," he moaned again as I worked my tongue up and down his growing erection and teased the super sensitive underside below the head.

"Ugh! Fuck yeak, get me rock solid hard!" he said. "How does that taste?" he asked me.

"So good!" I answered with a moan.

He truly had a beautiful big cock, balls drawn tight to his body and perfectly trimmed pubes. He was exactly the type of guy that I fancied.

"Ohhh!" he moaned when my lips brushed his trimmed pubes, "Yeah, take that whole cock!"

I wasn't paying much attention to Rob, too busy blowing this gorgeous dick, but as I looked up, I saw him open Rob's trousers and reach in to haul out his hard-on. He stared at it and gave it a few strokes,

"Damn, I've been dying to see you rock hard since I got into your car!"

Then he scooped his balls in his hand and took him in his mouth. It looked like he was savouring it like he would have a lollipop. My lips formed a small smile at the sight of that and I went back to blowing him.

"I love the way you taste," he told Rob after a moment.

Rob responded by asking him if he liked to suck on his cock and if he still wanted it up his ass,

"Oh yeah, your cock tastes so good, I want it to pound my tight ass," he replied with a moan and began licking his cock up and down, like he was rolling a cigarette.

He blew Rob again but soon released his cock from his mouth and replaced it with his hand. He looked down at me as I closed my mouth again just over the head and applied pressure with my lips and tongue. I began a slow up and down motion and he watched me intently again,

"Oh, yeah, suck that cock," he moaned. "I love watching you suck me off. Ohhh, yes damn, fuck, I love the way you suck me off," he sighed as I went deep on his cock.

He seemed to be a very dirty talker. Like he wouldn't shut up. He was talking and moaning all the time, and it worked. He had us turned on like crazy. I pulled my mouth off his cock to free my own erection. My cock was so hard that it was painful to leave it in my jeans, I couldn't take it anymore and I had to stroke myself.

"Oh yeah, pull those things down. Let me see that ass!" he said as he turned me around and pulled my trousers and underwear down; he softly slapped my ass cheek and moaned, "I wanna taste that sweet ass, you want some ass licking, dude?"

"Yeah! You lick it all you want, but you can't fuck it though," I answered as I turned my attention to Rob.

As he sat on the bed, I placed one hand on his hip and held him tightly as I pumped his shaft up and down in my fist. Then my hand went to his other hip and I wrapped my lips around his cock and sank my mouth down. I sucked hard while I bent over to allow Nathan to access my hole.

He kept talking as he caressed my ass firmly,

"I love looking at your ass. Damn, look at that perfect hole! Why can't I stick my cock in there?"

"Only for me, man!" Rob said.

"Oh that's too bad. Let me taste it though. I wanna taste it so bad. Oh god, look at that," he said as he spread my cheeks.

I felt his tongue on my hole as he began rimming me. His tongue licked up and down and pushed its way in,

"Oh god, I love your smooth hole, you taste so fucking good."

He pushed a finger inside me back and forth and then resumed rimming me wildly as he reached for my cock and kept talking,

"Oh yeah, you're so hard," he said as he grabbed my rock hard erection in his hand, "Sucking your boyfriend's cock makes you so hard, huh?" he moaned as I was still enjoying Rob's shaft in my mouth, "You like when I stroke you off and eat your hole, man?" he asked with a moan, still jerking and licking.

"Uhh, fuck, push your tongue in there," I moaned, wanting a good rim job.

This guy was driving me nuts. He did just what I asked for. I enjoyed the feeling of his tongue pushing in and out and opening me up.

"Oh god, I love licking that hole," he moaned as he squeezed my ass cheek in his hand, "You're so lucky, dude," he said to Rob, "Look at that sexy ass. I wish I could have my cock in there. Knowing I can't have it makes me want my cock in this hole so bad."

His dirty talking made me want to get fucked so bad, I began to lick my way up Rob's chest and caressed him all over. When I reached his mouth, I whispered,

"Fuck, I need your cock up my ass," I moaned as my lips came in contact with his.

Yeah? You want me to fuck you?"

"Damn, I wanna get fucked," I moaned, "I want you to fuck me while I fuck him," I said and slid my lips over his.

"Oh yeah, you're gonna love that!" he moaned and shoved his tongue in my mouth. I met his tongue with my own and we started making out with the same urgency we had felt in the morning.

Then Rob grabbed Nathan's arm and pulled him towards himself. He lay him down on the bed so he was lying on his stomach and spread his cheeks. His hands kneaded his thighs and twisted his balls around in their smooth sack before running a finger along the crease of his ass.

Rob immediately licked his crack up and down and he moaned loudly,

"Oh yeah, I'm gonna get rimmed by Robbie Myers, oh, that's just too hot."

Rob rimmed him and the boy went wild.

"Fuck, I could blow my load just feeling you tongue on my hole," he sighed. I sat in front of him and he started blowing me.

After a moment, Rob handed me a condom.

"You want this cock in your ass?" I asked Nathan.

"Uggh yes!"

"How bad do you want it?"

"So fucking bad," he answered, "I wanna do what you said. Fuck me while he fucks you, that's gonna be fucking hot!"

He wrapped his hand around my pole again and rubbed his thumb against the head as he sighed,

"Oh yeah, look at that pre-cum," he spread it and brought his finger to my mouth for me to lick it off. I did as I began rolling the condom down my hard-on.

Then, I moved behind him and wrapped my arm around his stomach. I pulled him up a little so he was on all fours. I squirted a glob of lube onto my hand and started sliding it up and down my dick, getting it slick. As I stood behind him, I slid my lubed hand into the cleft of his ass. My index finger found his hole and it slid slowly, causing him to sigh. I pushed it in until I could feel the inner muscles of his ass relaxing.

"Oh, don't tease me with the small stuff," he said, looking behind him, he smiled at me, "You've got more than that."

I withdrew my finger and brought my cock up to his hole. I slowly pushed the head in and then stopped again.

"Fuckin' tease," he moaned and Rob laughed as he began to lube up his cock.

I laughed too for a second and then decided it was time to give him what he wanted. I pushed the rest of my length in until my pubes were rubbing against his ass.

"Ughhh!" he moaned, "That's more like it."

I began pushing in and out of him, almost completely withdrawing before entering again. His hands tightened against the mattress and I placed my hands on either side of him. I leaned down and kissed his shoulders. I looked behind me, as I began to feel Rob's dick rubbing against my ass cheeks and his finger teasing me. I smiled, eager to feel him entering me.

I stopped for a second, spread my legs wider to let him access my hole easily and he began to push his cock into me,

"Ohh yeah, that feels so good," I moaned. I felt that familiar pleasure as his cock slowly opened me up.

When he was all the way in, he stopped moving and it was my turn to start rocking back and forth and to fuck Nathan again.

We quickly found a nice rhythm and kept up with it for a while. It felt so good to fuck a stranger while being fucked by my man.

"Oh, it's so deep in there!" Nathan moaned, "Fuck you're so deep inside me. It feels so fucking good. Tell me your fucking love my ass."

"I fucking love your ass, come on squeeze it for me!"

I picked up the pace and fucked him harder and Rob tried to match my own pace.

"Shit, yeah, ohh, that's it right there, fuck me deep! Oh jeez, yeah, fuck me harder," Nathan moaned again and I felt Rob push himself deeper and harder into me as well, shaking up my innards, his dick hitting my prostate.

For a moment all I could hear was our moans and our balls slapping back and forth. I was not gonna last much longer if we kept this up.

But we did keep it up and when Rob began to nibble at my neck and to caress my chest, I felt my balls tighten.

"Oh god, I'm getting close…"

"Fucking cum inside him," Rob groaned, kissing my shoulders. His nibbling, fucking and the tightness of Nathan's ass pushed me over the edge. This was just too much stimulation.

Rob moved with me and I slammed into Nathan one last time, shuddering a little and shooting into the condom as Rob's dick continued to bounce against my prostate, making me feel like I might cum again.

"How good was that?" Rob asked me in a whisper once my orgasm had subsided.

"Ohh fuck, so good," I answered as I moved backward and let my cock slip out of Nathan's hole, keeping Rob inside me, one of my hands reaching behind me to grab his buttcheek.

Rob giggled and Nathan flipped his body around. I turned my head to kiss Rob and when our lips met and we began kissing, Nathan let out a horny sigh.

"If only I could take a picture right now!"

"Oh yeah?" Rob said. "And what would you do with it?"

"I'd jerk off to it every day!" he laughed.

"Well, as long as you're not selling it!" Rob laughed back.

"Don't give the boy any ideas," I said.

We kissed again and for a moment, Rob caressed my stomach and my hips, then slowly pulled himself out of me.

Then we both looked at Nathan who still looked horny as hell.

"Go on," I told Rob. "Have your way with him. I wanna watch this."

"I bet you do!" he smiled.

I moved so that Rob could grab Nathan's thighs. He pulled him closer to the edge of the bed and raised his legs.

"Aww, yeah, fuck man," he said, understanding that Rob was now going to fuck him, "I've fantasized about that so many times. I want it missionary. I wanna watch you fuck me!"

"So do I," I thought to myself. It was our fourth threesome, but for the first time, it was happening with a fan of ours and this time, the idea of sharing Rob to satisfy a fan's fantasy was even more exciting to me. For some reason, I just loved watching him fuck other guys, knowing how much they fancied him - knowing they could only have him once - knowing that I got to decide how much of him they could have and that once it was over, I was the only one he wanted next to him in bed and he was the only one I wanted next to me.

Rob handed me a condom and I looked up at him with a smile, ready to play. I unwrapped it and began to roll it onto his cock myself.

"Fuck," Nathan huffed, watching us.

Once Rob was ready, he wasted no time pushing his cockhead against Nathan's hole.

"Ughh yeah, that feels so good! Shove that cock in my hole!"

Rob did and immediately started pounding away.

"You wanted that so bad, didn't you?"

"Fuck, can't believe you're fucking me. This is so fucking surreal! Oh my god, yeah!"

I looked at Nathan's cock, which was hard as a rock. I grasped it, by placing my arm over his leg, which he had pulled up. His knees were almost touching his chest. I started stroking him and lowered my head to kiss and nip at his torso. I pulled with my teeth at the short hair on his chest and he yelped in excitement as Rob began to really pound into him. He kept telling him how good it felt to have his cock inside him, and Rob kept telling him how good he was.

After a short while, he stopped and Nathan turned around again and asked Rob to fuck him doggy. Rob climbed up on the bed and rapidly entered him again. He propped himself up by the arms and started pushing back against Rob. Soon, he was going faster than Rob was, so he had to stop to meet his pace. I'm sure his cock was starting to feel like a stick being used to start a fire.

"Oh fuck, give it to me. ohhhh yeah, push it deep inside me," he whimpered and quivered. He was giving him all he had but I had a feeling I was gonna have to help him finish the job. Rob slapped his ass and said,"I love fucking you deep. You wanna cum? I'm gonna fuck you 'til you cum!"

"Uggh, fuck, Robbie, yeah,"

Nathan raised himself up and supported himself on my shoulder. I grasped his cock again and jerked him off fast.

Rob's cock must have slipped out of his hole because he said. with a note of desperation,

"Oh put that back in!"

I smiled at Rob, knowing he was just trying to get him more excited to make him cum,

"You want this cock back in your hole?"

"Oh yeah!"

"Come on, sit on it," he said to him.

He immediately lay on his back on the bed and raised himself up on his elbows a little as Nathan lowered himself onto his cock, his back to Rob's chest. "Oh yeah, come on." Rob moaned.

Nathan started moving up and down but soon he stopped as Rob started fucking him again, hard and fast, slamming into him. I grasped his cock and jerked him off vigorously.

Soon, he was losing control of himself,

"Ohhh yeessssss, ahhh ahhh ohhh yesss, fuck me, ohhh"

Then a sound escaped his lips. It was high-pitched,

"Oh God, I'm, I'm…" he didn't finish but what he wanted to say was pretty clear.

I pumped his cock as vigorously as Rob was fucking his ass and he made the sound again. Then he went rigid and I looked at his cock to see cum start spurting out in long, white streams. He kept whimpering as he shot more and more.

"Damn, look at that!" I said to Rob, although too bad for him he couldn't see all the jizz that was spurting out of his gorgeous veiny dick as well as I could.

A rush shot through me as I watched and my cock, which was now semi hard started to stiffen again. I could tell this recent event was going to make Rob cum too. I watched him with a smile as he pulled out of Nathan and removed the condom.

"Ohhh fuck, you're gonna make me explode," he moaned.

He stroked himself hard and fast to rapidly reach his climax.

"Oh yeah, I want your load in my mouth," Nathan moaned and turned around urgently. "I want that cum, I wanna swallow it," he said.

I didn't take Rob very long to start busting his nut in Nathan's mouth. I smiled and stroked my cock slowly as I watched Nathan drink every drop of Rob's juices.

"Oh fuck!" Rob whimpered as he came, his body shuddering in pleasure.

When Rob's orgasm subsided, he grinned playfully at me and turned his attention to my growing erection. He took it his hand and played with it a little before taking it briefly inside his mouth. I smiled. I knew he wasn't trying to make me cum, he was only teasing me. Then he licked his way up my body and I grasped his face to kiss him. I heard Nathan let out a giggle and I looked at him.

"You wanna crash here?" I asked him. "Seems kinda harsh to throw you out at four o'clock in the morning."

"You don't mind? I'd love to!"

Rob told him that he'd better behave and I asked him not do anything weird. He promised he wouldn't, and we were too tired to really care about what he would do, after a few moments, we left him alone in the guest room.

"Damn, that threesome was fun!" I said as we walked into our bedroom.

"He fucking exhausted me though," Rob said with a laugh, "that's it, I'm dead beat. I could sleep for three days straight after tonight."

"Yeah, let's do that!" I laughed. "I seriously hope he won't do anything weird while we sleep." I said jokingly, but genuinely concerned that he might.

"I took his phone!" Rob said with a laugh.

"You did?" I asked with a laugh. I hadn't even thought about doing that, but I felt relieved that he wouldn't be able to use it to take pictures of our place or God knows what else while we were out.

We went to the bathroom to wash up a little and then got into bed. He spooned himself against me and I wrapped my arms and legs around him. I felt warm and comfortable. I had to admit, as good as the sex had been, it was nice to finally be alone, cuddling together. I caressed him and placed a quick kiss on his cheek as I told him I loved him.

"I love you too. Good night," he said.

I wanted to say goodnight to him as well, but I had fallen fast asleep.

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We woke up around two pm the next day. I felt well-rested and judging by the way Rob snuggled up against me, I could tell he was relaxed and peaceful too. I immediately thought of Nathan and wondered what he was up to, so after cuddling with Rob for a little while longer, I grabbed his phone in the drawer and got out of bed to check. Rob rolled onto his back and continued to sleep a little.

Once in the corridor, I noticed that the door of the guest room was open. I crept in but didn't find him in there. I went down the stairs and saw him sitting on the living room couch. He looked up and smiled when he noticed me.

"Hey! So you're still here!" I said.

"Hell, yeah. I'm not leaving until you kick me out!" he replied with smile.

I laughed, "I believe this belongs to you." I said, giving him his phone back.

"Oh! I was wondering where it was. I was worried I'd lost it. When did you take it?"

"I didn't. Rob did. You'll have to ask him."

"I wouldn't have used it. I'm, like, a normal fan. Actually, I'm probably one of your oldest and biggest fan… Please don't kick me out just yet!" he begged with a smile.

"How long have you been up?"

"Well, I was 'up' a couple of hours ago, but I took care of it!"I laughed, he added,

"I love your place. Especially that room over there!" he said, pointing at the room with our instruments.

"Yeah. This is where most of the magic happens," I said.

"Really, this is where you write?" he asked with a burst of enthusiasm.

"Well, not always, but if we're home, yeah. We also have a recording studio in the building, so it depends."

"That is so cool, man," he slowly said.

"Yeah, it is!" I smiled with a slight nod.

We talked a little and I asked him if we could trust him not to talk to the press or to anyone about the previous night, and not to tell anyone where we lived. He promised he wouldn't but I knew we could not be sure. It was a risk we had been willing to take and it was too late now.

After a moment, Rob came down the stairs as well and said as he saw us chat,

"So, can he be trusted or do we have to kill him?"

Nathan laughed. "Hey, don't worry. I won't brag to anyone about this. Although I'd love to!" he smiled. "But I won't!" he promised. "No one will believe me anyway!"

We asked him if he was hungry and we had something to eat in the living room as we chatted about the concert again. He was part of the fans' official board. He logged in on his cellphone and began telling us about their reactions to the gig so I decided to grab our laptop and check it out for myself. We wouldn't normally do that anymore, but this time it was too tempting. We had a good laugh with him, reading the threads about the gig and watching the videos the fans were posting.

"I cannot watch this. I literally cannot watch this." I laughed as he found a video of "Ink" someone had just uploaded.

Rob smiled as I stood up and headed to the kitchen to get some orange juice. He began watching it himself,

"It's as awesome as I remember it." he said loudly so I'd hear him.

When I went back into the living room, I looked at the internet page they were reading and exclaimed, "I can't believe there's like a whole thread just about me singing that song! For crying out loud!" I began reading it though. It was kind of sweet and I couldn't quite stop reading the thread.

Ahaha!! Mark was fucking awesome last night singing 'Ink'. He should sing more often, he's got a great voice too, so clear and smooth. I'm so glad Robbie made him sing. Loved it! it was so hot and sweet at the same time how he was gazing lovingly at Rob the whole time. How can you not love those two together! You could tell their relationship is real. And that tuning mess was so funny. Nobody said it was easy - nobody said tuning a guitar was easy!"

Aww Mark's just so adorable. He's such a real honest humble genuine human being. He's truly the coolest, most easy going guy. He's a celebrity but that doesn't get to him. He is good. He is just good. I love him! I wanna hug him and kiss him and tell him I love him. You could tell how much Robbie was enjoying the declaration of love in front of the whole audience. He was totally digging it! And is it wrong that I couldn't stop staring at his biceps as he strummed that guitar lol A gorgeous guy he is! One word: Respect! He's sung the song in a classy cool way!

He's such a good person, most of the celebrities get impatient and leave the stage sometimes but he was making the fans laugh instead. From what I've seen in all their interviews and shows he seems like a great person. Always humble and sweet. And he sang 'Ink' just for us. Or maybe just for Robbie. He was loving it, you could totally see how much he loves him! Awww!

The beginning was hilarious! He managed to make it funny and all, but this was a complete mess. A musician is supposed to know how to tune his own guitar. This guy sounded just like the artist that wrote that song though. jokes...

Come on, cut him some slack, it is a well known fact that Mark writes most of the melodies and chords of U-N-I songs. I'm not undermining the rest of the band, just that he is the main songwriter. He's awesome. Every single guitar is in a different tuning, thus he relies on his roadies to hand him the properly tuned guitar. He uses alternate tunings in his songs, one of which every string being tuned to F. Their tunings are one of the reasons that their songs sound so unique, even with simple chord patterns. So instead of being a dick, take some time to do some research and actually know musically what you're talking about. This was just fucking awesome and funny!

I'm in love with this guy, he's so damn nice and cute! U gotta love him!! Which musician is so unassuming to crack jokes about himself coz he couldn't tune the guitar. He wins my heart every time. And who knew he was such a good singer, I loved it, he was hot, just hot! Seeing him perform gave me a sense of who he really is, he has a great voice too. I'm glad he took on the challenge, even if it wasn't easy for him to sing in front of so many people. He is just sincere and he knows who he is. He's not trying to be anything other than himself.

"That is so funny to read this. I haven't done this in so long," I said.

"Really?" Nathan asked with interest, "You don't wanna know what people think of you? I'd be dead curious."

"Well, we used to be curious. It's nice to know what they think of the music, but personal stuff like that, no it's weird. Those are nice comments but you don't wanna read negative things about yourself, it just brings you down."

"Let me tell you, on this board, everyone loves you," he told me, scrolling down the internet page again, "Oh, there you go! Found one," he said, as Rob had asked him if anyone had uploaded a video of "Princess of China" with Rihanna yet.

"Now, this! I wanna watch!" I exclaimed.

I sat behind Rob and watched it with him and then we read a few of the comments.

What an incredible performance! And I'm sure everyone noticed their onstage chemistry, but did anyone notice how Rihanna owned that moment?? Their hands were intertwined and then Robbie goes to pull away and it's as if she says, "I didn't give you permission to leave.." and pulls him back. Then she slides her hand across his neck in what I can only describe as one of the most intimate-looking moments I've ever seen on stage. They're obviously not a couple, yet it somehow comes off so natural and effortless that you can't help but think that it might be real. I wouldn't be surprised if even HE thought that there was something going on. That's the real tension, the real genius of it... I'm always fascinated by the magnetism of true entertainers. Great song and chemistry from both of them! He actually made me believe that he wasn't gay and into her!

Rob laughed. "Oh please, it wasn't that hot! She didn't kiss me!"

"Are you kidding, it was fucking hot!" Nathan screamed and said, "Listen to this!" as he started reading another comment out loud.

That duet with Rihanna was out of this world, it was like sex on stage! FUCKING PHENOMENAL! Ho...ly...shit.....THE PURE PERFECTION!!!!! Their chemistry fucked me up. It was on point! They were so into it DAMN! The amount of emotion at the end was just killer! Fuck me if the Robbie Myers and Rihanna's stare down is not the sexiest thing you've ever seen! The way she pulled him back gave me chills. I know they were only acting but if he can be this sexual with a woman, can you imagine what it must be like when he has sex with a guy!"

Nathan laughed and told Rob that he'd love to write an answer to that last comment.

Rob laughed. "Don't you dare!" he exclaimed and made him promise not to.

We soon found a video of "Up and Up" as well as "One". For me, it was amazing to watch it again, although this time, it was Rob's turn to feel self-conscious and he couldn't really bring himself to watch it without cringing. I wasn't sure why because he had been great, honestly, but I knew that just as me he had high standards, and since this wasn't planned, it felt like it had been too improvised.

Then, we read the comments together, which I had to admit, was something I was starting to really enjoy for once.

It was so obvious that Robbie and the rest of the band were not expecting this at all. I can't imagine how he felt doing this with Bono but, my God, I was excited and nervous for him. The Boss was 100% charisma, but Robbie held his own, you could tell he was nervous as hell but he did great! Seriously he sounded so freaking amazing. This was legendary. Multiple orgasms, the father and the son. Amazing show guys!

 

Robbie Myers grew up as an artist having every U2 song on his lips. You could not see anyone more humble than this guy! And he is huuuge!! If you ever have the chance to see a U-N-I concert like the one I saw last night, you should not miss it for the love of God. Robbie is giving his soul on the stage. This, and the fact that he is monstrously talented, add to the fame U-N-I already built by selling record numbers of albums. U-N-I is simply younger than U2, and all I can hope is for them to have plenty of years ahead. If that is so, with U2 and U-N-I, we should be FINE. Thank you Bono for coming on stage and sing with Robbie! What a feast for us!

That must have been a dream come true for Robbie. This was the greatest thing ever. I loved the nervousness he showed. It indicates just how much he respects getting to do this with Bono. There's famous and then there is U2's level of fame, he respects him so much.

"Shit," Rob laughed. "It was so obvious that I was dead nervous, wasn't it? I tried to play it cool but that was just too much."

"You did great! You couldn't have sung it better," I reassured him. "From where I was standing, you both sounded amazing, I mean the end - you harmonized perfectly. Look everyone loved it!"

"Yeah, I'll probably remember this for the rest of my life. It just – worked!" he said with a small shrug.

"It was fucking perfect!" Nathan added, staring at Rob admiratively.

He hung out with us a little while longer, but we eventually asked him to leave, which he did in the late afternoon.

We spent the next three months promoting the album and getting ready for the tour. We woke up every morning eager to see what the day would bring. It was a very exciting time again, but it was also a bit frightening. We were aware that life still had many twists and turns in store for us and I could only hope that we were ready to face them together, considering how crazy our lives seemed to have become. We were twenty-four, out to the world, and part of one of the biggest bands in the business. We had the best job in the world. We were rich, beautiful, admired and talented. It was awesome but it came with a lot of pressure and responsabilities. We would have to learn how to handle them.