Impulse

6

Sterling

"Not too bad rockstar" i giggled a bit as his ramble. I wasn't mad anymore. Just glad i had someone, but i wasn't letting him in that easily.

"So what about you? Who are you Sterling Belmore?" he asked me leaning forward in my direction which caused my face to get pink I'm sure, but i brushed it off quickly.

"Well I also love true crime, books, and murder mysteries. Which means i will be making you watch multiple true crime documentaries with me throughout this trip so i'm not alone. I love photography and i have since i was 15, i also really love film making and just editing all the videos and pictures is my favorite pastime. I worked at the local venue before getting this job and I'll probably go back there if your manager doesn't absolutely adore me after this tour." i laughed a bit at my last comment before continuing

"I will also be mysterious in my not sharing my family information. I have a roommate back home who has been my best friend since we were in elementary school who is obsessed with your band, West specifically" i laughed.

"Not me? What's up with that?" he joked with a smile plastered on his face.

"Nope, sorry you just weren't the heartthrob for her. I remember one day she was reciting every detail of each of you to me, it was ridiculous really" i smiled at the memory laughing a little.

"Well now you have to tell me the details" he edged me on.

"She said 'West in the brown skinned god who's 6 something ft tall with the prettiest blue eyes like the ocean who's style is impeccable' and i asked her what his style was and she said 'skinny jeans and muscle tees' automatically i laughed because that's not style...no offense to West of course" i shrugged before continuing.

"She then said 'Joel is your average white blonde headed boy with brown eyes, normal white guy style' i understand what she means now but at the time had no clue 'and pretty good features' and now i'm tired so it's time for bed" i faked a yawn and he furrowed his eyebrows and reached out tickling me to which i automatically laughed and took his hand off me.

"Continue with my description or i will tickle you again" he threatened with a smile.

I laughed "is that a threat or a promise?"

"Both" he smiled from ear to ear. He had a really really nice smile.

"Fine" i playfully rolled my eyes before continuing. "For you, she said 'Nate is the edgy one, the one you would like' allegedly remember don't get too excited" i joked " 'he's the lead singer he's got the whole tall dark and handsome thing going on, he had hazel eyes and tattoos up and down his arms. His voice is also what ties together every song, but he's just not my type ya know?' and that was to the best of my memory" i finished.

"The one you would like huh?" he raised his eyebrows at me.

"She was so wrong, i actually hate everything about you" i sarcastically remarked.

"Oh so you wanna be super alone and isolated i got it" he laughed making a sarcastic remark back getting up pretending like he was leaving. I jumped up and stood in front of him.

"Nope sit your ass back down" i smiled and he looked down at me, it looked painful to be constantly looking down at my 5'2 ass. He did eventually sit back down, but not before just staring at me for probably 10 seconds that felt like 10 minutes. I sat down next to him again.

"Are you tired?" i asked laying down with my head propped on my hand facing where he was sat down.

"Just a bit, but we can stay up a bit longer if you wanna keep asking me questions" he admitted.

"No it's okay, i'm getting really tired and you need the rest for all the questions i'm gonna have tomorrow" i teased and he smiled.

"Okay, goodnight Belmore" he smiled as he got up.

"Goodnight rockstar" i smiled back and got up to readjust myself into my comforter as he left.

Immediately i called Maeve and filled her in on everything that just happened because she wouldn't stop texting me for an update when i told her he came in after our so called 'fight'.