Giving It All For Nothing

Chapter One

(TED'S POV)

"Ted can you hand me that bag?" Marcus said to me while I was currently off in my own world. "Uh, Ted?" He began again. "Can you hand me the bag?"

"What?" I sputtered out once I realized he was talking to me. "Oh sure, yeah, no problem."

"I don't know what you're thinking Ted, but I'd rather not be delayed because of it."

"Yeah, sorry," I scratched the back of my head. "It won't happen again."

"Sure it won't" Marcus said while he walked off to get the rest of our stuff from Ben.

I sighed and walked over to the pile of instruments that lay next to Winston's sleeping figure, and stood there watching the rugged looking man, with one shoe on, breathe in and out. He looked even younger sleeping than he did when he shaved his beard, which wasn't often. I blushed furiously when Winston stirred in his sleep, reminding myself that it was kind of creepy to be staring at your best friend while he slept.

I nudged my boot into Winston's foot because the stupid guy took them off when he supposedly 'dropped something on his toe'. We all knew he just took them off so he would have an excuse not to help with packing up the tour bus before we had to head on the road. This hiccup in the plan was causing us to derail off schedule from when we all wanted to get on the road.Winston woke up and freaked out when he saw me staring at him, "What, what's going on? Did I fall asleep again?" He mumbled some string of curse words under his breath and tugged on his sock and his other shoe. "Thanks for waking me up mate, need any help with the instruments?"

I nodded because I couldn't find my words anymore, this had been happening around Win more often lately, I knew I had feelings for him but it was such a desperate idea that he actually might've had feelings for me. I shook the idea from my head as best as I could and stood by the bus, ready to pack all the instruments in when Winston handed them to me.

One by one we got them all secure and snug inside the storage compartments of the bus, leaving out one or two guitars because inspiration might strike at any moment, it has happened multiple times while we were on the road. As we all clambered up onto the bus once all the equipment was packed, a wave of excitement rushed over us when we finally realized that we were going to go on tour. And all I could do was stare at Winston's stupid grin.