Denis

Streetsigns, So Many Streetsigns

Denis held my hand as I stepped up into the bus, and he carried my things on for me. The guys helped me get settled in, and Ben in particular kept looking at me weird.
"Don't worry Ben I won't interfere with Brustoff." I say smugly. The guys all cracked up and Denis put his arm around me.
"Sarcastic bitch type. Denis you lucky bastard." Ben stated. I giggled and we all decided to watch a movie since we wouldn't be to the next stop until late that night. James and Sam were bickering between comedy and adventure. The rest of us really didn't give a crap, but then they asked me what movie we should watch. And j replied
"Carrie."
"Woah you sure you can handle that?" Cameron asked.
"I watched The Exorcist when I was 13 and wasn't scared by it. I can handle anything Carrie throws at me." I say daringly.
"Whatever you say." James said. And then popped in the disk and I cuddled up to Denis.
As the end credits rolled I saw Denis's eyes bugging out, still staring at he screen. I giggled and tried o kiss his neck, but scarcely had I touched him he cringed up and giggled.
"What are you ticklish?"I asked.
"Um, no....." Denis said.
Then me being the bitch I am started tickling his stomach,  and he was laughing uncontrollably.
"Get off! Get off!" He forced out through is laughter.
"Only if you kiss me." I say, as I slip my arms around him. He only gave me a peck on the lips, just a tease. That was almost worse than nothing at all.
"Hey, that wasn't enough! Get your ass back in here!" I say with a grin.
"You didn't specify how long, or what type of kiss so HA!" He said smugly. I playfully flipped him off and I heard Ben say
"Oh get a room, you're making me sick!" We cracked up, and Denis kissed my head.
"I'm gonna go get something to eat." I say as I stand up and walk to the front of the bus. Denis trailed behind me and pulled the curtain to the kitchen area shut.
"Can I ask you something?" He questioned.
"Okay..." I say nervously. He picks me up and it's me down on the counter and climbs up to sit next to me.
"Do you, like me?" He asks quietly.
Why would he wonder that? Does he think I'm just another slut looking for a one night stand with a famous singer?
"Of corse I do! Why would you wonder that?" I reply.
"I don't know, I just feel like you're too good for me." He says looking a bit sad.
"Do you even know who you are? You're the lead singer for one of the most famous bands on earth! Any girl would be lucky to have you interested in her." I say, trying to boost his self esteem.
"Any man would be lucky to have you interested in him. " He replied.
"Then I guess we're both lucky." I say as I pull him in by his shirt collar to kiss him.
"What did you like about me, you know before we met?" He asked shyly.
"Your voice was what really grabbed me. You can make it sound really intense then really subtle then really eerie then insanely angelic. It's amazing. The fact that you're gorgeous is just a bonus. I also liked that you didn't try to swing at Danny. That was really good of you." I gush. He blushed. I mean he blushed. I think the blood flow that was supposed to go to his brain went to his face.
"So do you wanna, make, us official?" He asked nervously.
"Of corse! I say as I throw my arms around his neck and hug him. He hugged back. The way he held me seemed to say "I'll protect you."
Then James walked in.
"Hey I thought you were making food!"
"Yeah for me. Just because I'm a female and on tour with you doesn't mean I'm your personal wife." I said hopping off the counter. Denis cracked up. I love his laugh.
"Then why the hell is Denis in here with you?" James asked.
"He wasn't hungry for food." I say sarcastically. Denis was practically dying from laughing so hard.
"Alright I'm outta here!" James said turning and walking away with a disgusted look on his face. Denis high-fived me still laughing. We grabbed a couple Popsicles from the freezer and walked back to where the guys were hanging out.
"Ya nasties!" Cameron said as we walked out.
"I eat in there, ya horny fuckers!" Sam said. and I cracked up.
"Hey, I want a Popsicle!" Ben said, seeing that Denis and I each had one. I rolled my eyes and grabbed several for the guys, and tossed them at the guys randomly.
"Aw, mines broken!" Sam whined.
"What, like your dick?" Ben stated.
"How would you know!?" Denis asked.
"It snapped off in my ass." Ben said sarcastically. We all laughed until we could hardly breathe. This kind of thing went on for hours, they seemed to quiet down when I closed my eyes and rested my head on Denis's shoulder. I guess they thought I was asleep. I just about was when the bus pulled up to the hotel, and Denis carried me in, even when I did open my eyes and run my fingers through his long dark hair. He's so beautiful. He set me down gently on the bed on our hotel room, since we could only get so many rooms, I had to share one with Denis. Not that I minded. Secretly, I loved it. And I think he did too. I drifted off staring into his big, beautiful, entrancing brown eyes. I dreamed of him that night. He was singing to me, and playing a guitar. It was the perfect end to a perfect day.