I followed Izzy's finger, and he was right. There he was, looking beautiful with his long, fluffy light brown hair, leather jacket, ripped, acid wash jeans and his lovely, warm smile. As usual he was jaw-droppingly gorgeous and I had to stop myself from drooling on Izzy.

"Well, are you going to say hello?" Izzy raised an eyebrow as he looked at my probably derpy face.

"I don't think I can. I can't breathe." I joked, but Izzy took it seriously.

"I'll call him over here then. Jon!"

Oh god, Izzy, you idiot shut up.

"Jon over here!"

I'm going to die.

Jon looked suddenly as he heard his name being called, and he finally made eye contact with Izzy. He smiled and waved, and I assumed he excused himself to the people he was already talking to. It's like he walked over to us in slow motion, and I imagined clouds forming around him, with his hair flowing behind him like a fan was on him.

"Hey, Izzy." Jon beamed as he gave him a guy slap on his shoulder.

"How're going?"

It was weird to see Izzy smile back. Usually when he talks to someone else he keeps his serious, yet sexy, face.

"Yeah good. Yourself?" Izzy smiled.

"Yeah, pretty good. You ready to perform tonight?"

"As ready as I'll ever be. I will be even more ready if Axl shows up on time." Izzy joked, and Jon laughed back; it sounded like smooth chocolate.

"We're being rude. Who is this lovely lady standing next to you, Iz?" Jon looked at me, still smiling, and I nearly fainted.

Izzy wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me close to him.

"This is my girl, Melanie. Melanie this is Jon, Jon – Melanie."

Jon reached out to shake my hand, and somehow I managed to send a message to my brain to 'raise left hand'. Jon's strong, yet soft hand took mine, and he held it firmly.

"It's a pleasure, Melanie. Ah, you wouldn't to be by any chance friends with a Deborah?"

I nodded.

"She was talking to you earlier about me, wasn't she?" I laughed rolling my eyes humbly.

"Yeah she was," he smiled warmly, "but don't worry, she ended up making more of a fool of herself than you."

"Oh, do tell." I smirked.

Jon let go of my hand; I would have been fine if he kept holding it, but I had to remind myself that Izzy was beside me.

"Well, she came over all confident-like, and told me to look out for you. But the way she talked about you she subtly made out that you were some creepy fan, and that she herself wasn't but she still thought I was 'hot', and she started flirting with me. But I doubted you would be a creepy fan if you're with the one and only Izzy Stradlin."

I laughed and I could see Izzy smile shyly at Jon's "one and only" thing, but Izzy quickly hid it.

"Oh she's flirted with me too, don't worry. It must just be her thing." Izzy grinned.

"Well, Deb's a... she's a weird one. It takes time to get used to her." I piped in feeling slightly awkward about my embarrassing friend.

"Nah, she's alright." Jon said, never taking the smile off his face.

"Alright I'd like everyone to move into the seating area now thank you. We start and go live in 10 minutes. I repeat 10 minutes!" A screechy voice yelled disrupting everyone in the room.

"Bummer." Jon said, his smile now disappearing.

"Do you guys know where you're sitting?" He asked.

"It's on our card thing isn't it?" Izzy replied bending over to look at his.

"Oh god I don't know where mine is!" Jon said his smile reappearing.

"If you'll excuse me, I better go find it, and I'll see you guys in there later tonight. Good to see you guys, and a pleasure, Melanie. Seems like you've got a good catch here, Izzy." Jon smiled at me and winked at Izzy.

"I know I have." Izzy replied to my surprise, and he held me tighter around the waist.

"Alright, catch you." Jon waved and he walked off into the crowd that was merging into the seating area.

"Bye." I breathed, watching him walk away. I may or may not have stared at his butt for a second.

"Righto, we going in to sit now?" I said looking up at Izzy.

I would have preferred a normal reply of 'yes', but Izzy obviously had other things on his mind. He suddenly pulled me away from the moving crowd and he ended up pushing me up against a wall of a small corridor nearby. He picked me up, and to stop myself from falling I had to wrap my legs around his body even though I had no idea what was happening, and I could feel my handbag bump against Izzy's leg. His mouth met mine and he began to trail his tongue against my top lip.

"What are you doing?" I managed to blurt out.

"I need to remind you who you love more." His breath fanned against my face.

"What?"

"I need to get Bon Jovi out of your mind." He said and his mouth met mine again.

My brain couldn't quite comprehend was what happening, but I felt one of his hands run up my leg and reach my undies; the thin cotton acting as a barrier between his hand and my area. His finger slipped inside the undies and he began to stroke my sensitive skin, making me take a deep breath in.

"Jesus, Izzy, we have to go. It'll be live television soon in less than 10 minutes!"

He stopped kissing me, and his dark eyes stared into mine.

"First ad break then. And if we don't run off to the bathrooms to continue this, I'll take you right in front of all of the cameras, baby."

Okay, I have to admit, that was pretty hot and I could feel my undies dampen slightly. I knew he was probably deliberately trying to heat me up in payback from before when we left his house. It pretty much worked, but I couldn't help but think it was kind of cute that he may have been slightly jealous of Mr Bon Jovi (a.k.a. sexy pants).

Izzy removed his hand from my undies and he licked his finger.

"God, you taste good."

"Ugh, stop it. You're like a teenage boy." I said trying to hide my smile.

"Now come on, let me down. We better get back inside."

"I'd love to get inside you." Izzy winked.

"Oh, god," I rested my head on his shoulder in shame and he started laughing, "stop it."

Izzy stopped laughing and took a breath.

"That's what you'll be saying when I-"

"Nope! Shushy! Come on, we better go."

Izzy kept chuckling at me and I just rolled my eyes. He slowly let me down and I shook my hair hoping it wasn't too messed up. Izzy kissed the top of my head.

"Your hair's fine, babe."

He held my hand again and we walked briskly into the seated area. Waiting for us was a cranky looking usher.

"You're both cutting it fine." She said through her tight lips.

We both looked at each other and grinned sheepishly at the woman.

"Follow me." She made an effort to say to us.

We did as she said, and she led us up the red velvet stairs covered in rows of seats. I held Izzy's hand tightly as I looked above me finding cameras attached to booms, as well as cameras and camera-men, spotted around the foot of the stage. We stopped walking pretty quickly since we had close to front row seats.

"Here you are, next to your, "she jabbed her finger at Izzy, "band members."

I looked along the row and saw Duff sitting next to Deborah, and on the other side of Duff was another blonde guy, but with really, really fluffy hair. He seemed slightly familiar.

"Hey, Iz." Duff said as we scooted along the row of seats, trying to avoid other people's knees.

"Duff," Izzy acknowledged, "hey Steven. Oh, Mel, this is Steven, our drummer."

I waved to the happy blonde and he happily waved back.

"How ya doing, babe?" He grinned and Izzy sighed.

I ended up sitting next to Deb with Izzy on the other side of me, with some random next to him. Izzy leaned in to me and whispered in my ear, well more like groaned.

"This is going to be a long night."

*

Izzy was right. Before the first ad break we had two performances by Madonna and Bobby Brown, and 4 awards were handed out, with Guns loosing 'Best Group Video' to some band I didn't really know about. Guns did have two more categories there were nominated in, but they would be far along in the night.

"After the break we'll have performances by Def Leppard and Tone-Loc as well as 'Best Heavy Metal Video', coming up." The annoying voice of a female echoed through the speakers and the light above the stage, which said 'live', was turned off for the time being.

"Ugh, finally an ad break. I can pick my nose now." Steven laughed loudly, and Duff and Deborah joined in.

"Hey, pick noses with us." Deb cackled beside me.

"What have you had to drink?" I smirked eying her.

"Nothing! I'm just being immature, you party pooper."

I was about to say something funny back to her, but Izzy tugged on my opposite arm. Oh that's right, he said first ad break didn't he...

"It's now the ad break, dear Melanie." Izzy growled softly into my ear.

"I thought you weren't being serious."

"Oh, I'm serious," he winked, "You coming? Otherwise I swear I will do you right here, right now."

"You haven't got the balls to do that." I smirked.

He quick as a flash pressed his lips to mine, but he didn't move his lips; it was like a peck. He then pulled away.

"Yeah, you're right. So come hither, and let's go 'potty'." He said standing up and smoothing out his purple scarf.

Do it, Melanie. Live a little. Have you ever had a quickie before? No. So why not do it now? There'll be a rush to it because you have to make it back in time for when the ad break finishes.

I wanted to whack my head to stop my brain's eager, sex-driven thoughts. But it was right, if I did have a quickie with Izzy in the bathrooms, it would be, in my thoughts, quite rebellious of me. Oh, what the hell.

I looked up at Izzy with a hopefully mischievous smirk, and he smirked back. He held out his hand, which I took and I told Deb I was going to pee. Strangely, she missed me and Izzy looking like dirty teenagers and she just replied with an 'okay'.

I followed Izzy, hand in hand, as we jogged to the bathrooms. When we reached them (they were at the back of the auditorium so we really had to jog up a lot of steps) we stared at the Men's and Women's doors.

"Go into the women's because they'll probably be cleaner." I said.

Izzy didn't have any problem with that, and we glanced behind us, hoping no one would see, as we slipped into the bathrooms. Izzy started laughing when we entered and he pulled me into a toilet stall, and he slammed the door shut. His hands immediately began roaming my body, and they started to slowly pull my dress up my legs. He shuffled closer to me, now pressing me up against the stall wall, and I linked my arms around his neck. He leaned in and began kissing me softly, yet eagerly, and his body pressed against mine. So far, everything felt like heaven. I am so not regretting this.

"Ready? Jump up." Izzy breathed into my mouth, and I did what I was told.

Izzy's hands rested underneath my knees and he pressed his firm crotch to mine. Since his hands were supporting me, I let my hands drop from his neck and I trailed them down his chest, and I began to undo his jean's top button and I unzipped the fly. I slipped my hand into his jeans and began to palm his package, making him moan into my mouth. But it was at that moment when I realised he wasn't wearing any underwear... I mentally shuddered, but I guess it wasn't that bad, right?

"Pull down my jeans." He managed to say in between kisses.

I tried my hardest to yank down his tight jeans, but I didn't get very far. Izzy started to laugh since I was having a bit of difficulty.

"They're down far enough, it's okay."

I just hummed a yes as his tongue began to explore my mouth. Somehow he managed to remove one hand from underneath my knee, and he pushed away my undies to my right thigh, exposing my wet skin to him. I felt his firm head press against me and Izzy moaned.

"God, you're so wet."

That made me blush, actually. It was a weird thing to have someone say that to you.

Izzy pulled his mouth away, licked his lips, and slowly eased himself into me. I couldn't help but close my eyes and tilt my head back slightly. He pushed in further, and he moved his hand back to the back of my knee again; supporting me more. He finally pushed in all the way and I began to breath more heavily, as well as feel quite content with the full feeling Izzy was giving me. He moved his face closer to mine, making me think he was going for my mouth, but he quickly ducked and began to nibble at my neck as he suddenly pulled out quite a fair bit, then he rammed back into me.

An uncontrollable moan escaped my mouth, and my hands flung to his shoulders, clutching on for dear life. By repeating little movements, Izzy moved out and he eased back into me. He continued to do this, and eventually he began to pick up the pace. With every thrust he became stronger, and he started to make little grunts into my ear, which was quite a turn on.

I could feel my juices begin to flow, and they started to make Izzy's movements feel even better. Since Izzy was now pushing into me with quite a lot of force, he removed one hand from my knee and slid it up the cubicle's wall, gripping onto its edge for more support for himself. We were now close to grunting and moaning in unison, and I could now feel the deep stirring in my stomach. I began to clench my walls around Izzy, making him sigh. He then trailed his lips up to my jaw, his hot mouth fanning over my cheek and ear.

"Come on, Mel. Cum for me." He growled into my ear.

Jesus. That. Was. Hot.

Izzy continued to keep his pace, and I could finally feel myself begin to throb. I gripped onto Izzy as the stirring in my stomach and my throbbing p*ssy turned into one of the most pleasurable orgasms I'd ever had. It hit me with a bang and it made my eyes squeeze shut and an incredibly loud moan left my mouth.

"Oh god. Oh... God!" I moaned out, actually it was more like a yell.

There was a tiny little voice in the back of my head saying, 'hope that wasn't too loud and the whole crowd in the next room could hear it', but Izzy's grunting interrupted my thoughts.

He rode out my orgasm at quite a fast rate, and I could feel my head banging softly against the cubicle's wall. I panted heavily over Izzy's shoulder and he slowly began to slow down, but he still kept his thrusts incredibly deep.

"Fuck." Izzy breathed on my neck as he pushed into me one last strong thrust, and he pulled out, making my undies snap back into place.

It was then when I felt a warm liquid hit the inside of my thigh and it made my eyes snap open.

"Holy shit." Izzy sighed and eventually chuckled into my ear.

He began to slowly kiss up my neck, and soon his wet lips met mine. His tongue entered my mouth as he gave a single swirl around it. When he pulled away he gave me a sexy smirk. I just looked back at him and I continued to pant away.

"Okay, now that was the best fuck we've surely had." He laughed.

I eyed him as my panting began to slow down.

"Did you jizz on my leg?"

He looked at me and slightly pouted his bottom lip, being confused. He brought his hand down from the cubicle's edge and placed it under my knee again.

"I thought I hit the wall; not your leg."

He brought me away from the wall and he looked over my shoulder.

"No, I got the wall."

"Yeah... You also got my thigh." I said.

"You better have not gotten jizz on my dress, or I'll kill you."

He laughed nervously as he slowly let me down, but I held up dress to look at my inner thigh. I heard Izzy zip up his jeans, and there, staring right at me was a milky white substance, slowly moving down my leg. Izzy missed it though because he was staring at the wall behind me.

"No, I got the wall, see?"

"And my leg! Look!" I hushed.

Izzy moved around me to face me, and he squatted down to look at my bare thigh. Because he can be a little shit sometimes, he started to stifle his giggles when he saw it.

"I'm sorry, babe, I thought I missed you."

I just rolled my eyes as he rolled out a wad of toilet paper, and he wiped his shit off me, as well as his shit off the wall.

"Righto, you're clean now. But I know you'll always be my dirty baby." He suddenly whispered into my ear, and he pinched my butt.

"Bugger off." I smirked as I tried to swat away his hand, and I let my dress hang down.

I unlocked the door and peeped out as Izzy flushed to toilet. I snuck out of the bathrooms, not looking to see if Izzy was behind me, and I peeped out to see what was happening on stage. I nearly felt my jaw drop to the floor when I saw Duff and Steven hold an award and smile walking off the stage. The lights suddenly changed and Def Leppard rushed on stage. I quickly closed the door and rested on the back of it, stopping Izzy from walking out.

"Fuck! We missed it! You guys just won your award! It's too late now!"

Izzy looked down at me and suddenly sighed out in relief.

"Thank god!" he chuckled.

"What?"

"Thank god we missed it! There's no way I'd want to get up on stage and thank MTV for some stupid award. I probably wouldn't say anything anyway. Thank you for stopping that from happening." He slithered his hands around my waist and nestled his face into my neck.

"Oh god, but do you know what now? They're going to ask us where we both were! Fucking hell!" I slapped his chest.

"There's nothing wrong with that. We can just tell them we were fucking in the bathrooms. They probably won't believe us anyway. It's alright, Mel." He laughed.

"Ugh, whatever. Let's just get out of here."

I broke out of his grip and shamefully left the toilets, hoping no one could see us.

~ To be continued. There's still a bit more to happen at the MTV award night ~

Okay guys, this is my last chapter until the weekend, when I come back from this stupid school camp.

Hope you all enjoyed it, little bit of smut there in the middle for you, and read, comment and vote! Love you guys :D