Driving Me Wild

Chapter 5

Mark's POV
As I sing my heart out I look over to my left. Behind Wade I see the green haired energetic boy who I may be developing a teeny tiny crush on. I'm not ashamed of it. There's nothing wrong with being bisexual. Especially if you have a crush on Jack.
He's bouncing around and having a great time which makes me smile. Jack notices that I've been staring at him and he stops. He didn't have to stop I liked it. I put my attention back to the crowd and talk for a bit before starting the next song.
***
I walk around backstage until I find the little Irish man. He puts the drums into the case and sets them onto the cart. The way he's moving I can just tell that he's exhausted.
"You need some help?"

"No, I got it."
He sets another thing onto the cart. As soon as Jack is finished with that he sits down on the ground leaning his head back onto the drums. I seat myself beside him as he breathes slowly in and out. His eyes flutter open and look at me. The way he looks at me makes my heart melt. How could he be making me feel this way?
"You liking this month so far," I ask.

"Besides living off of fast food and not getting a lot of sleep it's great," he chuckles rubbing his eyes.

"Yeah that's the downside to this."

"How are you liking it?"

"It's alright. Can already tell that the band is going to be done with my shit after this tour. I mean I'm awful," I laugh.

"You're not that bad. They wouldn't kick you out," he yawns putting his head on my shoulder.

"That's because you haven't seen my asshole ways yet," I scoff.

"Well at least you admit it."

"True."
We sit here for a while in just silence. That is until I hear small snores leave his lips. Poor boy is so tired. I feel bad for having him stay up with me. I shake him slightly and he wakes up in a few seconds.
"We have to get packed up now. So let's get the drums and leave okay?"

"Alright," he yawns standing up.
We then pull the cast out to the bus and he takes it over to the bus where we have the equipment. While he does that I go to my bus and go into my bunk.
However as soon as I close the curtain to my bunk it's opened by Wade. He has a smirk on his face and leans against the beds.
"May I help you," I say in a pissy tone.

"So I see you got a thing for Max's drummer boy."

"I don't have a thing for Jack."

"Sure seems like it. The way you stare at him, whenever he's in the room you always stare at him, always coming out of the arena with him, and yeah sounds like you sure do."

"I don't like him."

"Whatever you say Markle Sparkle," he says closing my curtain walking away.
Sure I have a thing for Jack, but would I admit it to the band? Hell to the no! They know that I can't do that. However I doubt that's going to stop Max from fucking Katy. I can already tell that they have. She's so going to get fired at the end of all of this. Which is why nobody can find out about Jack and I's little midnight hangout sessions. They would think something is up.
***
Jack's POV
Felix and I sit on the floor with Katy while everyone else is asleep. They play poker while I lay on this awful smelling couch. Katy has to slap me awake every couple seconds.
"No sleeping tomorrow is our day off so you can sleep all day."

"But I have to do stuff tomorrow."

"What like suck off Mark," Felix teases and Katy burst out laughing.

"Shut up," I say beating him with a pillow.

"Not my fault you two have a thing for each other and I think it's cute."

"He's right you two would be cute together," Katy admits.

"You know the rules we can't date the members and keep your voices down."

"They never said that we couldn't sleep with them or go on dates. Just no dating."

"Finding loop holes I see," I laugh at her comment.
Katy shrugs as they continue to play. Sooner or later I'm asleep on the couch.
***
I wake up on the floor with a kink in my neck. When I sit up Felix helps me up. He hands me bathroom stuff and starts leading me out of the bus.
"What are we doing," I yawn rubbing my eyes.

"Well we're somewhere that we can shower. So guess what we're getting rid of that god awful stench. Plus gotta make my ship happen."

"Felix Mark and I aren't a thing. You know the rules. Plus how do you know if I don't like him."

"Don't lie to yourself I can see it. Now hurry up and shower," he says shoving me into the shower.
I groan and start to take my shower. As I take my shower I start to hum a song. Which then turns into singing.
I should be over all the butterflies

I'm into you I'm into you

And baby even on the worst nights

I'm into you I'm into you

And I wonder how we got this far

Cause I don't really need wonder at all

Yeah after all this time I'm still into you
Suddenly I hear some clapping as I pause. My eyebrows furrow and I peek my head out from behind the curtain. Mark has a smirk on his face while his wet hair falls into his face.
"That was absolutely wonderful."

"Ha ha very funny."

"No, seriously. You do that song great."

"Well, I try," I laugh rinsing out my hair.

"You should come to the studio with me today. It would be fun. You know since we're in LA and we have two days off. If you're up to it."
I turn the water off and get dressed thinking about this. What would even happen if I went over there? Maybe get seen by the press. Maybe get fired, but as long as we don't get caught I'm sure it will be fine.
"Sure sounds like fun," I say drying my hair.

"Alright well once we park at the hotel get a taxi and meet me at the studio. I'm going alone today. Of course I always do, but there won't be anybody else."

"Sweet. I'm gonna need an address."
He takes out a tiny slip of paper from his pocket. Mark then hands it to me and tussles up my hair before leaving. I open it up and sure enough there's an address and his number. A smile makes its way onto my lips. I shove it in my pocket and go head to the buses.