The Punk's Princess

Ten

Bosco followed Daya into the large hotel room, looking around with wide eyes. "Oh my..."

"I figured you'd want your own bed." Daya said as she pulled her hoodie off, making the other girl blush when the shirt she wore underneath rode up slightly. "I was going to request a separate room for you but I didn't know if-"

"I wanna be close to you." Bosco said quietly, sitting her art bag down on one of the two beds in the room. "I feel safer that way..."

Daya smiled a little, about to respond until there was knocking at the door. "I have your bags!" Maddy called out, and Bosco stood up to get hers.

But Daya waved her hand to tell her to stay. "I've got it." She said, opening the door to find her assistant looking up at her with crossed arms.

Maddy motioned towards the inside of the room. "You gonna tell me about the new girlfriend or should I just ask Crystal and Lux?"

Daya groaned, glancing back at Bosco to make sure she didn't hear. "She isn't my girlfriend, Mads-"

Maddy raised a brow. "...Right." She nudged the suitcases towards her. "Explain that to anyone who gets pictures of you with her. Now get ready, we'll be waiting for you in the restaurant."

Daya shook her head and pulled both of the bags into the room. She let the door close behind her as she turned to face Bosco, finding her frozen in place and staring out the window. The taller girl tilted her head, placing her own bag onto one of the beds and walking over. "You alright?"

Bosco just stared down at the crowd that still surrounded the hotel, shaking slightly. "There's so many people...how do you handle it?"

Daya shrugged, gently pulling her away from the window and closing the curtains so the sight of the crowd didn't make her even more nervous. "I guess I just got used to it." She answered, tucking a strand of hair behind Bosco's ear before she went to her suitcase. "It wasn't always easy at first."

Bosco hoped she would get used to it too. But as she opened her suitcase, she was hit by a new problem. "...How fancy do I have to dress?"

Daya pulled out a blue tailored jacket, and Bosco couldn't help but blush when seeing the fishnets she pulled out next. "Not too fancy. It's just dinner, and I'm sure you look cute in anything."

Bosco's face turned an even darker red. "I'm starting to think you like making me blush..." She said quietly, fidgeting with the ring with one hand and looking through her clothes with the other.

Daya smiled, pulling her shirt up over her head so she could change. "I can't help it. I think it's adorable."

Bosco hardly heard her, her wide eyes focused on the taller girl's exposed body. Her gaze went from her tatted biceps, to the butterfly tattoo on her chest, to the toned muscles of her stomach. If Daya wanted to, she could probably crush Bosco.

And honestly, Bosco probably wouldn't mind that.

She forced her eyes away before Daya could see her staring, grabbing her makeup bag and retreating to the bathroom. She huffed at herself when seeing her red face in the mirror, splashing herself with cold water from the sink.

She had no idea what was happening between her and Daya, but she knew she didn't want it to stop anytime soon. Something more was growing. She had always loved her as the lead singer of her favorite punk band who got her through a lot with her music, and of course she had always been attracted to her, but now she was starting to love her in a different way. A more intimate way.

Bosco pulled herself up onto the counter, sitting cross legged in front of the mirror as she opened her makeup bag. Her hands were shaky as she tried to make herself look perfect. She really didn't understand what Daya saw in her, especially compared to Gigi and Camden, who she was sure would be at dinner too. Bosco felt like nothing compared to them.