Quinn presses his lips, firmly, to Lily's cheek, who's lying wide awake beside him in his bunk, knowing full well that he had kept them there for too long; letting them linger by her cheek once he removes them.
A shiver works its way up her spine as his breath hits her neck, but she doesn't stop him when he kisses her cheek a second time. "Quinn?" she whispers, turning over so her face is just a few mere centimetres from his; his breath now meeting her nose, smelling of cigarettes and beer.
"Mhhhm?" he grumbles, his eyes fluttering open and meeting with hers.
Lily looks at him for a moment, taking in his features before smiling at him. "Thanks for inviting me. I don't know what I would be doing if I hadn't of come."
Quinn smiles back, exhales and nods. He tightens the grip he has around her waist, guiding her head to it sits against his chest.
Lily lies awake for a while even after she knows Quinn has fallen asleep. Worrying herself over what's happening between them. There was not supposed to be anything- they were only friends. But, lately, things had intensified. And not any of that was her doing.
She could see what Quinn was doing, she knew how Quinn felt. But she didn't feel the same way- she couldn't. They had been friends before the band had come together, meeting just after high school at a mutual friend's party, and had been inseparable since.
Lily eyes fall closed, and she concentrates on Quinn's heavy breathing, in hopes that the repetitive rhythm would help with the process of sleep. But she can't stop thinking about it, him, Quinn, and how she was supposed to put a blanket over the spark Quinn was trying to light. How could she hurt her best friend?
"Come on, just this once?" Quinn whines to Lily, a camera held tightly in his right hand and his left prodding at her side. "It'll only be for a second?" he exaggerates, pushing his finger harder into her side.
She slides from her position in the booth to one farther away from him, shaking her head 'no' and returning to the magazine in front of her on the table.
"It won't involve anything that'll embarrass you. Promise."
She lifts her eyes and focuses them on him; cocking a brow. "That's what you said last time." she reminds him with a grin forming across her cracked lips.
"You can't count last time. That was purely your own fault." he chuckles, holding the camera steady with both his hands as he sits next to her; zooming in on her face.
Lily snorts and pushes it away, looking back down at her magazine which she had bought specifically for the trip between New York and Philadelphia.
"Please?"
"No." she returns simply, giving up on the article she was reading; having read the same sentence more than nine times, she was sure.
Quinn pans the camera across the small space, landing on Jepha, who was sitting at the other end of the table plucking at the strings of his bass. "What about you?" Once again, Quinn zooms in, first focusing on Jepha's hands, then his face.
At first, Jepha doesn't respond; all concentration on the instrument in his lap. But Quinn throws Lily's water bottle at him, hitting him on his shoulder.
"Dude." Jepha exclaims, rubbing the spot the bottle had hit. "What?"
"Will you help me?" Quinn asks, standing up and advancing on him.
Lily laughs as Jepha moves back cautiously, his back almost becoming part of the cushiony mass behind him, standing his bass against the table and holding one hand out to stop Quinn from hurting him physically. Quinn laughs too, once he's realised the caution Jepha was taking, looking back to Lily and smiling even more as he watches her giggle helplessly to herself.
"Oh, I see how it is." Quinn pouts, taking a few steps back so he's standing directly between the few feet that separate Lily and Jepha, and sighs. "I, practically, get us this gig," he aims the camera on Jepha, who averts his face away shyly and flips the contraption off, "and I invite you along," the camera scans its way back to Lily, "and this is how you two repay me? By not being in one stupid, little video?" Quinn keeps the camera focused on Lily, not too sure if anyone was going to answer his question at all.
"Exactly- it's a stupid video." Lily reminds him; Jepha laughing along. She stares into the camera for a second until Quinn shuffles it to his other hand and switches it off. Lily smiles to herself and keeps reading her magazine.
Quinn sighs dramatically and flops down beside her, resting his head on her shoulder. "We've been on this damn bus for less than two days and I'm already bored." he groans.
Lily pushes his head from her shoulder and slides one of her magazines across the table, "Read this." she tells him, grinning to herself when Quinn eyes the cover up and down. Her grin widens even more when he flips the cover open, becoming seemingly interested in their own article. "Trust." she breathes to herself.
Quinn stops abruptly from the article and, in one swift movement, connects his elbow with her ribs, laughing heartily as she holds the pained area. "I'm trying to read here." he exaggerates.
Lily rolls her eyes and spots the camera resting in the middle of the table. From the corner of her eye, she notices Jepha staring at it too and he grins at her, nodding slightly. She smirks and, once she has checked the Quinn is still busy with the magazine, swipes the camera from its position, flicks it on and points it to Quinn. "Can you do something for me Quinny?" she beams.
Quinn looks up from the table and his jaw falls slightly as he notices his camera in her hand. He tries to grab it from her, but she jumps to her feet- standing tall on the padded seats that surround the table- giggling menacingly as she keeps a steady view on him through it. Lily circuits her way closer to Jepha, taking refuge on his other side in case Quinn got any ideas.
"It'll only be for a second." she puts to him, Jepha laughing at her side.
"What do you want me to do?" he considers, folding his arms across himself.
Lily looks to Jepha, her eyes questioning him as to what they could get him to do, but he just shrugs and rests his hand up on her thigh to hold her steady as she wobbles slightly; her feet not stable on the seats padded surface.
Quinn pops the gum in his mouth and smirks, thinking he was safe for the moment. But his smirk falls as Lily gets one of her own, chuckling quietly to herself.
REST IN RESULTS
I can't stop this...
"Make-out with Bert." she says simply with a slight shrug of her bare shoulders.
Jepha laughs and takes the camera from Lily's hands, "Go get him." he tells her, motioning his free hand towards the front of the bus.
Lily nods dramatically, her grin reforming as Quinn groans and hits his forehead with the palm of his hand.
"Bert!" Lily shrieks, jumping down off the seats and, sliding on her socks across the linoleum, scoots through the thin curtain separating the back area from the bunks.
I always put something special in here... derrrrrr.
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