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chapter v | sick of sleeping alone

ALEX'S POV

Liz and I had been face timing and texting the entire first week of tour after seeing her. Jack talked to her a lot too, but not has much as I did.

She was such a sweet girl, and I planned on flying out to see her after this tour ended. I knew Jack would want to come, and I was okay with that, but I did want to spend time with her alone.

There was so much I wanted to know about her. She seemed like she had so many secrets and she just intrigued me.

"Alex, Alex, Alex, hello!" I snapped my head up and looked at Jack. "Did you hear anything I just said?" Jack asked, pouting.

"No, what? Sorry. I was in my own world." 

"I'm flying Liz out after tour! She's going to stay with me. She resisted at first, but I talked her into it. She's going to stay for a five days or something like that!" he said excitedly.

"Dude, that's awesome!" I smiled. 

"What's awesome?" Rian said, coming out of the bunks.

"LIZ IS COMING TO BALTIMORE AFTER TOUR FOR A LITTLE WHILE." I yelled happily.

"Sounds like someone likes Liz." Zack smirked as he sat down next to me on the couch.

"Someone better not." Jack looked at me. 

"Of course not dude, we already had this discussion." I smiled. 

"Good." he smiled. I bit my lip, I didn't like her, did I? No way. That's Jack's best friend and she doesn't look at me like that. Not that I'm complaining, I don't want her too. 

ELIZABETH'S POV

"Alex, not here." I whined, as he crawled into the tour bus bunk and shut it.

He pouted, "I need you though." he kissed my lips with hunger. 

He pulled me on top of him, "Alex." It meant to sound stern my voice broke a little.

He kissed me again and bit my bottom lip. That drove me crazy and he knew it. 

I pulled his shirt off and glanced at his chest, biting my lip. "Like what you see?" he smirked.

I trailed kisses down his jaw line until I got to his neck and started working on his sweet spot, earning a groan from Alex. 

"LIZ! WAKE UP!" I shot out of bed and looked up. Harley stood in my bedroom, a blanket in his hands. The blanket that had been previously on me.

"What the fuck?" I groaned, the cold air on my legs making me annoyed.

"You said we could go shopping today. And I came by but your door was unlocked so I came in. You should really lock that." he smiled. "Oh, by the way, who's Alex?" 

I bit my lip, "He's my friend, why?" 

"Cause you kept saying his name while I was trying to wake you up. Did you have a sex dream about him?" He squealed.

Did I have a sex dream about Alex? 

I stood up and walked over to my closet, "He's just a friend." I replied.

I grabbed a pair of black shorts and a white baggy shirt that had a skull and roses on it and made my way to the bathroom to shower.

I let the hot water burn a little, trying to forget that damn dream that I was worked up about. It made me seriously think about Alex a lot more. And not in the right ways.

I got out of the shower and threw on my clothes, meeting Harley at the door who held my phone in his hands.

"So I grabbed your phone for you. And you had a twitter notification from Alex." he started, "And I just have one question." 

"Whats that?" I said as we made our way to the elevator.

"Why the fuck didn't you tell me you had a thing with the lead singer of All Time Low?!" he screeched.

"You know All Time Low?" I scrunched my eyebrows. "Yeah. I know of them. I like some of their songs. But the point is your dating a rock star!" he squealed again.

"I'm not dating him. We're just friends. I used to be friends with Jack, the guitarist, and we lost contact for 14 years and he walked into the music store like a week ago, and now I'm friends with all them." I explained, not wanting to go into detail.

"Well okay then. If you're going to be blunt. But why didn't you tell me you're going to see them next week for awhile?" I scrunched my eyebrows, "How do you know everything?"

I grabbed my phone finally and read the tweet:

@AlexAllTimeLow: @elizabethxo_ Jack told me the good news, you're coming to see us! Those five days will be sick! xx miss you babe ;*

I sighed, "I was going too at work tomorrow." I smiled as we walked out of the apartment complex.

I typed a quick tweet back: 

@elizabethxo_: @AlexAllTimeLow: Miss me? Aw, miss you too love ;) xx see you boys soon!

"Why'd he call you babe? Why'd you call him love?" he smirked looking over my shoulder as I sent the tweet.

"That's just Alex, plus their fans ship us, Aliz, and he loves making them go crazy." I smiled, thinking of how their fans loved me too. I didn't even know why, they just did.

Ever since Jack tweeted me a few days ago my follower count got big and my mentions were new every few minutes. It was crazy.

"Oh, I still think he likes you." he smiled. I nudged him in the arm, "Whatever. Let's get a taxi and head to the mall already." I changed the subject.

"Okay, but you should get something for Alex." he winked. 

"What the hell, why?" I laughed a little as he flagged down the taxi, his blonde hair swirling around in the wind.

"I don't know, to show him you like him." 

I got into the taxi after him and groaned, "Harley, I don't like him!" 

"Whatever." he smiled.

"What store first?" I asked him 15 minutes later when we pulled up in front of the mall.

"How about Hot Topic? I need a pair of skinnies for my date with Mark." he smiled at me. "Ooh, give me the details on Mark!" I poked his side.

For the rest of the day we gossiped, shopped, and just joked around. I liked being around Harley, we weren't super close, but he was a good friend. I couldn't help but think about Alex the entire time though and that damned dream.

We got back to my apartment complex and I said a quick goodbye to Harley before dragging my bags inside and plopping down on my bed. I heard my phone go off and grabbed it.

From: Alex
Jack broke his phone, so if you text him that's why he can't reply. He wanted me to tell you :p

I smiled and texted back:

To: Alex
Alright. Thanks! I'm going to bed, so I'll call you guys tomorrow or something. Night x

From Alex: 
Night Liz <3 

I smiled and put my phone away before crawling under the covers and drifting to sleep, hoping I wouldn't have another heated dream about the boy.

A/N: i hate my mom almost all the time.