I sit in the front lounge eating a red vine as I watch the TV. Josh and Ryan are playing a game, I let them play but only because Josh gave me red vines.
"You're a dofus." Angelo says sitting down beside me.
"You're the dofiest dofus." I reply hitting him with the red vine
"You're the dofiest dofus to ever dofus." He replies causing me to laugh, the candy in my mouth flying out of my mouth as I accidentally spit chunks of the candy at him.
He makes a horrid expression as I laugh harder at his face. I swallow the candy before I can spit anymore at him as his jaw is on the floor basically from shock. I accidentally knock the bucket of red vines over which makes me laugh even harder. I get weird looks from the boys in the front, except for Angelo who's mouth is still on the ground.
"No more for you!" Josh squeals and picks the bucket up from the floor as I sit there dying with laughter.
"What's so funny?" Chris asks with a smile as he plops on the other side of me.
"I just spit candy at Ange and his face was priceless." I say, barley able to breathe and surprised I got that sentence out.
"Fun. So today's our last off day until the new tour, what should we do?" Chris asks nobody in general.
"Wait, New tour?" I ask confused.
"Yeah, after this tour with The pretty Reckless we go on tour with Stick to your guns for a few weeks the next day." He replies.
"You didn't tell me about that? I told my mom I'd be gone till the 18th." I say, the playfulness gone from me.
"Why does it matter? Your mom doesn't control you." He says looking at me like I'm crazy.
"Yeah well it's more days without my meds and she barley let me stay for the length I did, I barley let myself stay this long. you're all fucking lucky I haven't had a mental breakdown." I say getting upset , he's treating me like I'm a baby.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know that. You should have told me about your medication." He says.
"It's whatever. I'm going to go take a nap." I sigh and stand. The boys look at me with a " what the Fuck just happened" expression.
I walk back to the bunks and throw myself in Joshua's bunk. I probably shouldn't be in his bunk but I don't want to lay in Chris's bunk. I'm also probably overreacting but I've never gone this long off my meds and I'm scared of what will happen if I stay off them longer. I'm waiting for my crash and this is nothing compared to what can happen.
I sigh a bit and curl into Joshua's blankets, the fluffiness of the black throw consuming me until I fall into a deep sleep.
***
I wake up to a loud snoring bedside me. I flip to see Joshua on the inside of the bunk smashed against the wall, somehow though he's asleep, and snoring loudly from it. I shake my head and scooch out, I have no idea why he didn't wake me up and kick me out.
Wait, why is he asleep? It was just noon. I walk down the hall to notice everyone in their bunks and the Windows dimly lit from the moon's light.
I sigh and shake my head, I must've passed out and must have slept like the dead. I mean I haven't been sleeping great considering Chris hogs most the bunk and ends up snoring right in my ear. Maybe my body was happy that I didn't have to share and nothing was bothering me.
I shake it off and walk down the hall craving ice cream for an unknown reason. I open the freezer and grab my lonesome Oreo ice cream. There's not much things in the freezer except for a few things here and there. I make my way to grab a spoon and then plop myself on the couch. I turn the TV on knowing I won't be able to sleep for a while. I turn on a silly cartoon and eat my ice cream in peace.
A few minutes later there's rustling from the bunks causing me to watch the entry way. A few moments later I see Devin's makeup free face walk through the entry. I flash him a smile and he gives me a weak smile in return walking like a zombie to the couch I'm at.
"Why are you up?" His voice cracks a bit as he sits down leaning on the couch.
"I woke up from Josh snoring. How about you?" I ask the zombie boy.
" The TV woke me up and it made me want to watch TV." He says causing me to chuckle a bit.
"Sorry." I say with a smile.
"Its okay. is that ice cream?" He asks.
"Yes it is." I reply, soon after the carton getting stolen from my hands and Devin scooping ice cream with my spoon.
"You do know that's my spoon?" I laugh a bit causing him to shrug and stick it in his mouth. He smirks a little bit as he pulls the spoon out of his mouth. I can't help but watch as weird as that is.
"Gimme." I say like a 5 year old and reach out for my ice cream.
"Fine." He sighs sarcastically causing me to laugh a bit as he hands me the ice cream, or what I thought him to be handing me the ice cream.
Instead the cold sticky substance is pressed into my face, the quickness of the situation shocking me, a gasp leaving my throat.
I look at him with wide eyes, his silent giggle and wide smile going crazy. I grab some ice cream and shove it in his face to get him back. He stops giggling and his face turns into shock.
"Fucker!" I squeal as he presses more of the sticky cold substance onto my face.
Eventually we somehow end up to where he is laying over me, our faces and hands covered in ice cream, probably my hair too. We pant as we basically just wrestled but with ice cream trying to get it in the others face. I giggle slightly at what we had just done, and the crazy part is we were pretty much quiet through the whole thing.
"You're so fucking cute." Devin whispers as I look up at him, still giggling a bit.
As he says this I can feel my cheeks rush with blood, my face obviously turning red.
"I'm not that cute." I chuckle slightly, kind of embarrassed now.
"You're not cute, you're beautiful." He says softly, the words coming out of his mouth smooth as butter.
I smile lightly, as there's butterflies in my stomach, an anxiety in my throat. I can feel his presence moving closer to me, his eyes flicking to my lips and back up to my eyes. I don't stop him or interrupt him, maybe I'm paralyzed and can't stop him. Or maybe I like the feeling of his presence and I'm too ignorant to stop him from the signals he's giving me. His face stops centimeters from mine, his breathe hitting my face lightly with every exhale he takes. We stare into each others eyes sharing each other secrets, but not even saying a word.
Within a second his lips lightly press to mine as sweetly as possible. My heart flips as his lips land on mine, the butterflies in my stomach turn into chainsaws. His lips lightly touch mine the kiss seeming to be the most delicate thing and if any more pressure was added a glass would shatter.
