Best Kept Promise (Best Kept #2)

Chapter 26: I Miss Your Face

Song: Door Without A Key by Real Friends

*PLEASE READ THE AUTHORS NOTE AT THE END!!!*

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I start humming along to the music playing quietly from my laptop and hit print on another picture. My small, portable printer comes to life and starts going to work.

We hit the halfway point on tour today and I'm not sure how I feel about it. I'm happy to be where I am, but I don't want to even think about going home yet. So I'm trying to distract myself with pictures of the tour. But it's not all pictures of the shows. It's pictures I've taken while no one's been watching.

Most of them are Tyler, but it's not surprising.

Tyler brings life to my pictures. It's not subtle either. If it's his profile or even the back of his head...it's Tyler. I feel it in my chest when my heart swells I almost feel like it's going to explode. Is that what a muse feels like?

It's difficult not to take pictures of Tyler. I see him smile and I want to take a picture. I just see him and I want to take a picture. Especially when I can manage to make him blush. I don't have a picture of that yet, but I can possibly have one soon. It's actually easier than I expected to make him blush.

I'm alone in my room, which is new.

Everyone went out after the show when a few fans invited them to a party. I don't mind that, but tonight I'm not really in the mood. I just want to eat more junk food and go through my pictures like I keep telling myself I'll do. This is the perfect time because I don't want Tyler to see.

We are capable of doing things apart, but it took a lot of convincing for him to go and leave me behind. I'd be lying if I say I don't miss him, because I do of course.

I glance at the time on my computer and see that it's nearly two in the morning. They've been gone since the end of the show, but I honestly don't mind. If Tyler wants to do something, he doesn't need my permission to do it. Unless it was with another girl. I know Tyler wouldn't do that though. I've never trusted someone so much.

I'm not sure if that's stupid or not. I just trust him because I know he'll never hurt me.

I touch the gold pendent that's settled on my collarbone and smile. He's not going anywhere. I can assure myself that.

My thoughts flow back to my pictures and I click print on another one. I pull out my small photo album and start slipping them inside. The song changes and the next one is a Reset Space song. I know if Tyler was here, he'd look at me with a huge childish grin on his face.

Now that I've heard Tyler sing, I can tell he does the backing vocals. If I point that out to him, he'll probably just get flustered and tell me it's Evan instead. Since the start of this tour, Tyler sings to me almost every night. I think it's an absent mind thing because he does it without me even asking. And I definitely don't complain.

Tyler and I aren't the only ones getting close on tour.

Bea and Mason are just subtler about their feelings. I know he's kissed her already, so there's that. What they do is none of my business clearly, I just hope my best friend is happy.

The next picture that comes from the printer is one of the whole band. It's one I managed to get while they talked to fans and there wasn't a frown in that picture. I place it in the book and then look at the small stack of pictures I've already printed. They're of Tyler, but I don't want to put them in this book.