Craig wandered the bus the next morning, as everyone was ready to go out. He, however, was far from, he was still kind of tired, and Lilly wasn't even awake yet. He drank from a water bottle he had found and claimed as his own, even though Jen assured him that it was hers the night previous, he didn't care.
"Make sure you remember that our set is at three." Brad reminded.
"I know, I know, I know." Craig waved him off, pounding on the air conditioner.
"It's broke." Brad informed him.
"I can see that, champ." Craig unplugged it, then plugged it in again.
"Then stop fucking with it?" He replied as Craig hit the power button twice and it turned on.
Brad stared at him for a moment. "Jesus." He shook his head as he walked off the bus.
Craig leaned down and locked the door behind him. He went around the bus and closed all the open windows, in hopes to keep the cooling air in; it wouldn't take long for it to get cool.
He walked back to his bunk and stared in. Lilly was tangled in the comforter. No matter how hot it was she was always covered up. Craig didn't know how she could stand it.
He smiled lightly at her and slid back into his bunk, feeling some of the cold air already. He wrapped his arm around Lilly, and pushed his lips against her neck. She sighed, waking up from being disturbed. She kept her eyes closed.
"Good-morning." Craig whispered as she turned to face him.
"Morning." She mumbled cuddling into his chest.
Craig just took in being alone with her, finally. Lilly played with his hair as she kept her eyes tightly closed and her arms wrapped around him like he'd get away if she didn't hold on.
Lilly pulled back to look at him after a few minutes. "Who got the air to work?" She felt a chill.
"Me, it probably wont work if someone shuts it off again, but oh well, it works for now." He shrugged.
Lilly smiled and connected their lips, Craig pulled her tightly against him, missing the feeling of being so close.
"Where is everyone?" She asked as he kissed her neck softly, just wanting their lips to stay together.
"Out already." He mumbled pushing the hair from her face. "I missed you so much." He stated, and didn't hesitate long after in pushing his lips against hers again.
This time Lilly didn't push him away, but simply corresponded with his actions.
The entire night was spent at the party that was held. Lilly stuck with Craig the whole night. She liked the fact he would kiss her at least once every hour, and he how he held her hand the whole night. She almost forgot how much she missed being around him.
Lilly stretched in Craig's bunk, Craig's arms tightened around her waist. He thought she was going to get up, as he was barely conscious.
She smiled lightly and closed her eyes, cuddling against him.
She could hear the sounds of others awake and already in the back lounge, watching a movie.
Lilly opened her eyes and stared at Craig for a moment, barely making out his face in the darkness of the bunk. She pushed the hair from his face, and smiled softly as he sighed.
"Can't you stay a few more days?" He begged kissing her lips.
"I'd love to, but we can't." Lilly informed him.
"Please?" He begged, burying his face in her neck and taking in the scent of vanilla that lingered on her as always.
"I'm sorry. You know that if we could, I would." Lilly played with the hair at his nape.
"I know." He pulled his head back so he could look at her.
"I love you." He kissed her.
"I love you too." She replied.
"Will you come on tour next month?" He asked.
She thought a few moments, taking in the pros and cons. She decided being with Craig overruled.
"I will." She decided.
He smiled and pushed his lips against hers, and hugged her tightly.
The girls and Tim left around eleven. Lilly picked on Anne all the way home about getting Derrick's number, and about them texting back and forth all the way home.
When she did finally arrive home, she plugged in her phone, and turned it on. There was a slew of missed calls from Richey, and a couple from her mother. She stared at it for a moment, not knowing whether or not she wanted to talk to her brother at the moment, so she called her mother instead.
It took five rings till she finally answered.
"Hello?" She answered, her voice sounded tired.
"Hey ma." Lilly greeted.
"Sweetheart, have you talked to your brother?" She asked, sounding worried.
"No, why, what's wrong?" Lilly asked.
There was a sigh and a long pause before she answered. Lilly figured it probably was just because Richey was angry with her, and probably told her mother something.
"Your father had a stroke." She replied after the pause.
enough is enough, now beg for forgiveness!
