Storms POV
HOLY CRAP FANGIRL MODE ACTIVATED!!! BON JOVI ARE STAYING AT MY HOUSE BON JOVI ARE STAYING AT MY HOUSE BON JOVI ARE STAYING AT MY FREAKIN HOUSE! Okay i'm calm now. I get my mini and go to the spot he pointed at. He runs up to me with a red ferrari following slowly behind him. I wave at David who is driving, he waves back and we begin to drive. "Okay tell me now what you were gonna tell me if I got backstage," she says. "Well, your singing of Its my life was... well... amazing and I talked with the others straight after the show and they agreed and we wanted to know if you would like to join us for the rest of the tour and sing with me during some of our shows," I say. Her mouth drops open. "Well... I-I would have to ask my mum but i would love to." I smile "I hope she says yes," "I'm sure she will I mean, she loves you guys nearly as much as I do but could only get one ticket for the concert," she says "Ah we are here." She indicates into a closed off driveway and parks the car. We hop out and join the rest of the guys. We follow her inside and she yells out "MUMMY I'M HOME!" We get no response and I see Storm roll her eyes and walk into another room, indicating for us to stay here. "Cool looking place," I say to the guys who just nod. Storm comes back around the corner with her mum whos eyes grow wide at the fact that we are standing in her...entrance hall. "Sorry about that I was playing my bass with headphones, i'm Jenny," Her mum says. "Its fine," David says. "We can talk some more later i'm showing you guys your rooms." Storm says cutting in before any real conversations can be started. "Richie you can leave your stuff in here but you are on the couch bed. You need to see where the bathroom is though," she motions for us to follow her as she walks down a hallway coming off of a large room. "This is the bathroom," she says pointing to a blue door "Just remember blue for water." Richie nods and goes back to the lounge. "Tico you are in this room here, " she says opening the green door "You two are down the other end." We walk a bit further down the corridor before we reach the end with two doors. "David you are in my brothers room," she says gesturing to the yellow door "Jon you are with me." We walk through the purple door. "I hope you are ok with sharing a bed with me," she says "There arent anymore guest rooms in the house and the other couch isnt a pull out bed and its too small to sleep on." "Its fine," I say putting my bag of stuff I grabbed from the tour bus down in the corner "Is this ok here?" "Yeah you can just leave that there," she says smiling. "How old are you?" I randomly ask. She giggles "That was random but I am 18 as of seven months ago because the tickets to your concert were for my eighteenth birthday but you have to get them in advance. Why do you ask?" "I was just wondering, you look about 23." She laughs "I get that a lot, when i was 12 my grandma who was a bit loopy thought I was 20 and married to my brother." "Seriously?!" "Yep!" We stand there for a moment before she breaks the silence "We should join the others in the living room." I nod and we walk back out into the living room to join the others.