I Wouldn't be With You, Even if I Wanted to Be (Steve-O Love Story)

"And I was like baby, baby, baby ohh" I sang loudly as I washed my hair in the shower. "Are you seriously singing Bieber?" Steve-O asked from outside of the shower. "Maybe just a little" I grinned, a small giggle evident in my voice. "Man, I think we need to see other people" he joked. I stuck my head out from behind the shower curtain and stuck my tongue out at him. He walked over and ripped the curtain away, leaving me completely exposed and I bit chilly. I shrieked with surprise and did my best to cover myself with my hands. "Hmm I think I like this view" Steve-O said as he pulled off his t-shirt and jeans. "Umm excuse me, but this is a one person shower" I said with a bit of attitude. "Good that means we can be closer" he smirked before hopping in with me. He wasn't lying when he said we'd be close. "You're in my bubble" I grinned at him. "We share a bubble" he chuckled as he wrapped his arms around my waist. "No I like having my own bubble" I teased as I took his arms from around my waist. " Oh yeah" he said quietly, stepping a bit closer to me. "Yeah" I said, copying his actions. He smirked before grabbing my face and kissing me passionately. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him as close as we could get. His hands slid down and grasped my bottom as he moaned into the kiss. I smirked and pulled away from him and hopping out of the shower. "Later gator" I laughed as I wrapped a towel around myself and walked into the bedroom area. I heard the water turn off and then Steve-O popped out of the bathroom with a small hand towel wrapped around his little thingy dingy. I burst into laughter and bent over as I laughed so hard my entire body shook. "What?" he asked and even though I wasn't looked at him I knew he was smiling. "What the hell is that?" I laughed. "Oh this old thing, this is my dick" he said nonchalantly. I burst into another fit of laughter. Water from my hair sprayed everywhere as my body moved up and down. When I looked up Steve-O was standing 5 inches away from me. Slowly he pulled me closer and tugged the towel from my body. He laid me down on the bed softly and entered me slowly. 20 minutes later we lay next to each other panting, trying to regain our breath. "That was great" I sighed as I cuddled up next to him. "Well what can I say" he said, a smirk evident in his voice. I snorted and traced one of his many stupid tattoos with my finger softly, letting it hover just a little over his skin. He shivered under my touch, it was my turn to smirk now. "What time are we going out?" I asked him after a few minutes of silence. "Johnny said at 7" he said in a relaxed tone. I looked over at the alarm clock and jumped quickly out of the bed. It was already 6:15. "Shit" I groaned as I ran over to my suitcase and pulled out a black, lace underwear set. I pulled them on and rummaged for an outfit to wear. I pulled out a gold, sequins mini skirt, a black tube top, black booty high heels and a leather jacket. I crimped my hair and did my makeup. By time I got done it was 6:49. "Haha bitches I'm a thug" I yelled as I walked out of the bathroom. My eyes nearly left my head when I saw Steve-O. He was still laying in bed!! "What the fuck!!" I yelled at him. "Unlike you I don't take 10 years to get ready" he smirked as he got out of bed and threw on a black button up shirt, a pair of jeans, and a black pair of converse. He spritzed himself with a few squirts of cologne and looked at me with a smirk. "Done" he said smugly before walking out of the hotel room. I rolled my eyes and followed after him. Tonight was going to be a blast.