Sam's POV:
I wake up nice and warm from Toby's arm around me. In the middle of the night I must have turned because now I lay with my face buried into his chest. But I couldn't be more comfortable anywhere else.
It must be the early morning. The time where the sun has just come up and you can faintly hear the birds chirping outside. Its just that one feeling.
The house is quiet and I hear in the background Riley and Connor softly breathing from behind me. Toby doesn't make a noise. It kind of scares me but the steady beat of his heart against my ear and how his chest moves in and out slowly calms me.
Before I know it, I fall back into a dreamless sleep that I've been needing for so long. The sleep that I can only seem to get when I'm with Toby.
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Connors POV:
I fell asleep so quickly last night that I end up not even tired in the morning. I know. Who doesn't wake up tired every single day? But I guess its a good thing.
I sit up in the recliner and rub my eyes. I look at the clock and find that its seven thirty. If we were on tour, we probably would have been up hours ago.
When I turn my head to the left I find Riley now where Toby was sleeping when we went to bed last night. Toby and Sam are on the other couch snuggled close together and I can't take my eyes off of them. What happened last night...?
I let a small smile escape onto my face at the sight of them. They really are cute together, not to sound like a girl or whatever. But the thing is, Toby never really told me if they were together together. He told me he loves her and she does him, but what does that mean? I would hate to go and make assumptions and be wrong about them.
I just wish that they could go and act like normal teenagers who like eachother. Without the stress of the terrorists, the fans, our parents, and even just the stress of having it feel like its awkward. I feel like they're hiding their feelings for each other around me and Riley, and our parents especially.
I'm not saying that they should kick it into full gear with this "dating" thing, cause they shouldn't. They should keep doing what they're doing. Taking it slow and one step at a time. I mean they hold each other up and I know from other people that relationships that are rushed into don't last that long. I'm just saying that they shouldn't feel weird around us about their relationship.
When I told Riley about what Toby said, which by the way was everything, I mean how couldn't I, its Toby and his first love. But anyway, when I told Riley, he about feels the same way I do. He's just a little more serious about it when it comes to other people finding out, like our parents and our fans especially.
Speaking of parents, I had to fight long and hard with my mom about leaving tonight. We finally made an agreement, obviously, but its still a risky one. She told us we can't stop the bus, for anything. But I highly doubt that will happen. Our bus driver can't drive sixteen hours straight without stopping. And plus, what if we lose sight of Sam's bus?
That's the thing that worries me. I know its far from happening, but with what's been going on lately, about anything is possible. Its either she stays on our bus or one of us stays on hers. We can't take any chances with anything.
I stay where I am for awhile and just relax and think. About fifteen minutes later, Riley shifts on his couch and sits up. He yawns turning his head my way. When he sees me, he jumps."God you scared me. How long have you been up?" He whispers.
"Awhile." I say pausing. "Weren't you on the floor last night?"
"Yeah, but Toby moved..." We both look over at him and Sam. "I kinda figured he wouldn't be sleeping here anymore so why not."
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