Please

Part 11

You shift a little, feeling overly warm and unsure why. Usually you were freezing when you woke up in the bunks, the guys kept the stupid bus so cold all the time.

Hot heads.

....

Wait.

Shouldn't you be at the hotel?

Your eyes flick open after a moment, your makeup gritty around your eyes. They slowly rove down to the arm around your waist, and you follow the tattoos all the way to the shoulder.

Uh oh.

Was that...?

What had you done!?

You bite your lip, stiffening as you slowly raise up to your elbows, clutching the covers to your chest.

You stare at Josh where he sleeps beside you.

Shit.

Shit!

You'd slept with him!

Oh god.

Oh god oh god oh god.

Why did you do this!?

How - You Were Never drinking again!

Your eyes flick to the curtain drawn across your bunk, and then back to him.

What time was it?

Was it late?

Early?

You're still completely naked.

Er.

You were on the bus, not at the hotel.

The guys were at the hotel.

So, did that mean you had some time or...?

You really didn't want to risk it.

He had to get up!

And out of your bunk.

Oh shit shit shit !

"Josh," You're not sure why you whisper as you nudge him; you should have yelled at him.

He mumbles something under his breath, and merely snuggles into your side, nuzzling your arm with his nose with a sigh.

Really.

That shouldn't be so cute.

You press your lips together, and shake him a little harder.

"Josh, wake up!" You're going to shove him out of the bunk if this doesn't work.

Ugh.

He stirs after a moment of intense shaking, his eyes fluttering open before he rolls slightly, rubbing them with one hand. He blinks after a few moments, his eyes roving to find yours.

You can see it when it finally dawns on him you were both naked and in your bunk.

And what had happened last night.

You feel your face heat up.

"Hey," he says softly.

Er.

"Hey. Um," your eyes flick nervously to the curtain, "I think we, we'd better -."

"Shit! What time is it!?" Josh gasps, and he literally rolls out of the bunk and to his feet, reaching frantically for his clothes before you can finish your sentence.

You doubt you'd ever seen him move so quickly.

You blink before sliding to the edge of your bunk, holding the sheet tight to your chest. You frown as Joshs bare ass is suddenly covered in jeans; you shouldn't be so disappointed.