Last night I had an uncomfortable sleep. I couldn't stop turning and sweating. I woke up earlier than usual and walked around on the cramped bus, getting a bowl of cheerios. I was the only one up, everyone else was sleeping.
I smiled. Now could be the time for revenge.
But how... I could pour this cereal on one of the guys, but then that cereal and milk goes to waste and its a bitch to clean up, especieally because we don't have any stable facilities to wash the sheets with. I shook my head, I better not. I'll get them back sometime later, instead I'll just finish my breakfast in peace.
I stacked the dirty bowl ontop of another dirty one in the tiny sink. Someone's gotta clean that later...
I headed back to the beds, suddenly thinking it's not to late to wake somebody up. I climbed the ladder and perched on Der's bed, watching him sleep calmly. I flicked his face a few times, he only stirred. I chuckled and began to pull out his hair. One by one, I pulled out a few strands of his dark orange locks. Slowly, he turned his back towards me.
I decided to stop pulling out his hair, I mean I didn't want him to get a bald patch. I blew on my hand and then lifted a bit of his shirt before sliding my hand in. My fingers hovered on his back, trying to lightly tickle him. Once I reached his neck he jolted up.
"Ow, ow!" I grabbed his shoulder with my other hand. They way he got up bent my arm. He sat up straight and I took my hand out of his shirt while he looked at me.
"What the hell was that all about?" he asked, rubbing his neck.
"So you're neck's the ticklish spot then?" I smirked.
"Matt.." He edged away, leaning his back against the wall.
"What? I was bored, didn't have anything to do," I shrugged. He grimaced.
"So you come to me when you have nothing to do then, thanks," he looked away, lying
back down in his blankets.
"Well, what else should I do then?" I asked, yanking the covers off him. He pursed his lips.
"I don't care, as long as I'm not your sloppy second anymore, ass," he huffed, snatching the covers back and covering his face. I gasped, pulling them back down and seeing his scrunched up face.
"So it was you last night! Why didn't you answer me?" I asked.
"I don't know what you're talking about," he said, crossing his arms.
"Der," I sighed. "Why didn't you come down last night? I wanted to talk to you."
"Yeah, because you were bored because you didn't have Ronnie with you. I'm not going to be your bloody boy-toy anymore," he said, turning his back on me.
"What.. Derek," I scolded. "You aren't just a boy... Whatever, I don't see what your problem is with me and Ronnie. We're just pals, that's all."
"Oh, just pals?" he sneered. "Please, you two are practically glued by the hip after shows. Every night you were the last one to get on the bus because you were out with him." I opened my mouth to protest, until he said this...
"I saw him kiss you and hug you, Matt. I was looking through the window."
He sounded slightly hurt, which took me by surprise. I didn't know he really... Cared like that.
Then that answered my other questions... The night before, he never came down because he saw Ronnie and me. Then again yesterday.
He's Jelous!
"Oh Der Bear," I sighed, rubbing his shoulder.
"Don't call me that," he said, shrugging my hand off.
"I'm sorry, Derek, will you just listen to me? I know he makes you feel uncomfortable, but if you don't want me to-"
"Just go back to your own bed will you?"
I frowned. He can be so stubborn sometimes it isn't even funny.
"You know, I can't help but feel this relationship's getting really screwed up," I muttered, climbing back down. I walked to the drivers seat at the front, where Travis was driving. "Are we fucking there yet?" I asked, sitting in the passengers seat.
"Well aren't you grumpy?" he said in a bored tone.
"Sorry, had a bad sleep."
"It's okay, I'm getting tired too. Good thing we're almost there," he smiled. "I think only an hour or so away."
"What even took us so long?" I asked, looking around.
"I may have stopped at night to take a nap," he shrugged. I smiled a little.
"Okay, wel I'll just sit here with you till we get there," I said, leaning my head against the window. We talked for a while, about our upcoming shows. We had another few months on the road before we get to go home and then record another album. Soon enough we got carried away and reached our new location. There were lights everywhere. In the daytime it looked so festive, I can't wait till we see them lit up at night.
"Guys wake up! We're here we're here!" I yelled, clapping my hands together. Everyone eventually got up, taking their time. "Guys..." I urged. "C'mon! Look outside, it's awesome!" Soon everyone got changed and ready, we'd parked and stepped outside.
"What now?" Derek asked, rubbing his eyes.
"I gotta call the guys, tell them we're here." Seth walked off.
"And I gotta call Maxie and tell him we're here too!" Sonny smiled and walked off with his phone. Travis stretched.
"Yeah, it's all nice out here and everything, but Imma go nap. Wake me when we gotta play or something," he said, going back in the bus. It was just me and Derek again. I looked at him, ready to apologize and get him to talk to me again, when I realised, it's always me apologizing. Maybe he should this time, get a taste of his own medicine.
I leaned against the bus and looked at the sky. He didn't say anything, but light a cigarette and lean against the bus a foot away from me. My lips trembled, I so badly wanted to shout at him and tell him to put it out, but I held my ground. I will not be the first one to talk.
I glanced at him, acting all cool, blowing smoke out of his nose. Psh. Makes me sick.
"You want a drag?" he asked. Ha, I win. Now I can talk.
"No, I do not 'want a drag'," I mocked. "Those will kill you," I said, daring myself to pull it out of his hands. With some extra bravery, I threw it on the ground and stomped on it. "That's what I think of you and your disgusting drags." I crossed my arms. He stared at me for a second.
"No one stomps out my cigarette but me," he snarled. I looked downwards.
"Okay, maybe that was a bit uncalled for, but I-" I couldn't finish my sentece as he lunged towards me and slammed his lips onto mine. I kissed back, tightening my arms around his waist. We made out for five minutes straight, I have to admit I missed it. I moaned in his mouth - this should've happened last night. Stupid stubborness.
He started to tug on my hair.
"Mm, maybe a little too hard Der," I whispered. He loosened his grip and connected our lips again. My hands slid up his back under the material of his shirt. "I'll have nothing to do with Ronnie," I said between kisses. "If that means I get this more often."
Derek nodded and bit down on my neck.
"Guys, you've got a show at 6:30 tonight, that's only three hours away," Seth called. We could hear him walking towards us. Derek reluctantly pulled back and wiped his mouth, leaning against the bus and ligting another cigarette. I just bit on my lip and leaned on the bus too.
"Guys, did you hear me?" he called as he came from the other side of the bus.
"Yeah we did," Derek answered. "Want one?" Seth shrugged and took it. I shook my head.
"You two are killing yourselves," I muttered and walked into the bus.
"Well, well, well," Travis watched me, rubbing his hands together. I raised my eyebrow.
"Yes, m'lord?"
"You'd been hiding it well," he smiled evily.
"Hiding what well?" I asked, suspiciously.
"You and Derek," he said. I stared at him for a second and his smile grew. "I saw you two through the window."
"Goddamn, someone should really paint those black, they've screwed me over more than once!" I yelled. He laughed.
"How come you didn't tell anyone?" he asked. "Why do you always fight when you go on and do.. That," he motioned with his hands.
"I.. I don't know, I guess we - How are you sure it was us anyway? Are you sure it isn't some... freaky deaky dream?" I asked. Deja vu...
"I didn't sleep," he said bluntly. "Plus, I didn't have to see it. You two were loud enough, not to mention you were pressing against the bus, don't you think I would've heard it and looked outside?"
"... Fine. You caught us. Just don't tell anyone you know. Not even Derek, okay?"
"But why? You guys are-"
"Promise me?" I asked. He looked at the window then back at me.
"Yeah, fine I promise," he gave in as Derek and Seth came back in. "But that doesn't mean this is over!" he whispered. I winked at him and smiled.
"Guys! Guys!" Sonny shouted, running in. "Max and the guys will be here in an hour!" He grinned, jumping up and down.
"Oh, that's great," I smiled, then remembering Derek. I glanced at him and his arms were crossed, giving me the oh-you-bitch... look. He walked over to the sink, washing out a glass. I took the chacne and went over to him.
"Don't worry," I said very quietly. "I assure you. You have nothing to worry about."
