Drumsticks and Guitar Picks - Complete

Chapter Fourteen - Dreams

"What was that for?" I asked as Chase pushed hair out of my face and tucked it behind my ear.

"Do I need a reason?"

"Not really..."

"Good, because I don't have one!" He just looked so cute under the sunlight. We must have been here for at least two hours just talking about nothing before he had kissed me. I'm surprised my phone wasn't being blown up by they guys.

I sat up and yawned, noticing the indent in my arm from being laid on the wood for so long. I shrugged and brought my knees up to my chest, content on just sitting there with him forever. "Have you got another set today?"

"No, we have two tomorrow and on friday-"

"Same- I am absolutely shattered now!" I yawned.

Chase sat up and yawned as well. "You see what you do to me?!"

I laughed. "I'm infectious!"

"You can say that again-" He smiled and winked at me. I put his his hand under my chin and turned my face to his. He brushed his lips across mine, I could feel him smiling. "Is this enough teasing for you...?"

"Not quite as good as I am but it will do..." I pushed my forehead into his.

"So how does one get as good as you?" He went to lift my head up again but I turned away and just looked past him, then did the same when he tried to do it again. "Oh I see! Play hard to get then!"

"Exactly" I stood up, making sure my hair brushed his face when I turned around, and walked off the pavilion, wrapping my earphones around my hand.

"Ok, you can stop now!" He laughed, following me.

"I'm teaching you the art of the tease"

"I think I will leave that one to you..." The music was slowly getting louder as we walked across the field. "You Re better at it than I will EVER be!"

"Now that is very true!" I grinned as Chase's arms wrapped around my waist and we walked really hawkwardly before Chase gave in and slung me over his shoulder. (What is it with guys and doing that?!) "I can walk you know!"

"Well It's much more fun to carry you! Is that a problem?" He asked, his hair tickling my side.

"Ye-" There wasn't any point in arguing with him. He was much stronger than me and I would loose anyway. "No. Carry on!"

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While we were walking through the thick crowds of gathering people, we were being stared at. Chase had let me down off his shoulder so we wouldn't look too strange, so what could they be looking at? Maybe it was the stage passes and they hadn't been this close to a 'star' before (Ok, who am I kidding!) or maybe it was just that Chase and I didn't fit together. I had half brown and half pink hair and I was tanned. Really Tanned. One of the plusses of coming from Tampa. Chase had really dark hair that was swept over to one side and blue eyes that could make anyone melt.

"Do you think the guys have eaten?" Chase asked me, nodding towards a taco truck.

"Probably not! They are too lazy! Anyway who cares about them? They need to learn to fend for themselves!"

"Dya fancy tacos for lunch? Even though its about three hours too late for them?"

"Sure, why not?" I smiled

We battled our way through the crowd. I sorta felt like a fish swimming it's way up stream towards it's food. It was nice just being with Chase, as just friends rather boyfriend and girlfriend (I love how that sounds...) because we could be stupid and not think anything about it.

Chase and I stood in the line for the taco truck, laughing at people's hilarious outfits.

"What is she wearing?!" I choked over laughing too hard at a girl wearing fishnet tights that were ripped everywhere, a leather dress that even Betty Boop gone wild would be jealous of and boots that made her look like a human skyscraper. "It's horrifying!"

"She looks like a-"

Chase began his sentence but was cut off by the guy in the truck "How many can I get you?"

"Two please-" I said, handing over a $5 bill. "Payback for the coffee-"

"How sweet-" Chuck, the guy in the van, said sarcastically as he handed over the take away boxes.

"She is, isn't she!" Chase joked as we walked away.

"I know she is-" I took a bite from my taco and remembered how much I loved them. It had been years since I'd had them. "The guys will be so jealous!"

"Andy is already jealous of us two, no need to rub the tacos in too..."

"True-" I took another bite and checked my phone to see reply from Molly. 'I miss him like mad! It hurts being away from him *insert soppy face here*. How's your love life doing? Still making out with your guitar? M x'

'I've found myself a man actually! Funny as it seams my guitar has taken a back seat to it all. Haha! You will see him when you come up. He is basically a hotter version of Andy, sad to say! A x'

"You are right, I am hotter than Andy!" Chase rested his head on my shoulder as we walked back to the tent ring, obviously reading my texts to Molly.

"Hey, Hey, Hey. Stop reading my texts you" I pushed him off my shoulder playfully.

"I am though, you just admitted it!"

"I know you are, especially with Ranch dressing all over your face!"

"I don't have Ranch dressing on my face-" He said with his eyebrows furrowed.

I scooped some of the ranch dressing off the tray that my taco was in and smudged it down his nose and onto his lips. "You do-"

"Haha, too funny!" He licked his lips and wiped down his nose, smiling.

Again I say. This guy is gorgeous. I couldn't even dream about someone this hot!

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