Leaving you // Jojian

~Chapter 2~

I was sitting in a car, which was driving in the middle of nowhere. Max said that he wanted to check out at a place, where we could shoot our next video. I was lying against the door; legs resting on Ian's lap. In front of us were Max and Chad who were talking to each other and laughing. Ian was zoning out, looking out of the window, his head resting on his hand. I was checking my twitter, and asking Max some questions about the place. Peeking at Ian, I smiled. He really looked cute, even with his glasses.

"I don't want this moment to end. I have been waiting so long for shit like this," I thought, feeling, how my thighs were touching Ian's legs. I logged off of twitter and opened my camera. Slowly lowering my phone, I quickly took a picture. I will set this as my wallpaper, maybe? I didn't want anyone to take my phone and see this fucking picture. But I had a password to unlock my phone.

Ok, done, I changed my wallpaper to that, I'm safe. I didn't want to sleep or check social media. I just wanted to— —

"Stop staring at me," Ian muttered, still looking out of the window. My jaw slightly dropped. I couldn't turn away because I was startled.

He turned his head, and now he was looking at me. His gaze was focused on me, and neither of us moved. There was some kind of tension. After what felt like minutes, he smirked and turned away. Only now I noticed that I was holding my breath, and I finally exhaled. I looked out of the front window, trying not to look at him. But I noticed that sometimes he glimpsed at me.

"We are finally here, boys," Max suddenly stopped the car. I heard a 'bump'.

"Ow, fuck," Chad shouted because he had hit his head. Max snickered and stepped out of the car. I pulled my legs off Ian's lap, still trying not to look at him. I think he understood because I saw a grin on his face.

We walked in an open field and saw tall plants, which looked like bamboos. I didn't know if I should follow them, so I stopped. Ian stood next to me. Max looked around and went into the bamboo-jungle, Chad following him. When I could only see their silhouettes, I felt pressure on top of my head. I froze up. I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw that Ian put his head on me. My breathing silently sped up.

The only thing that I heard was birds singing, and Max's swearing in the distance, but between us was silence. I heard his soft breathing and felt how it slightly ruffled my hair. My mind felt peaceful, but at the same time, I wanted to scream. None of us said anything; we stood there, not moving a muscle.

When we could see Max and Chad's contours grow larger and larger, Ian jerked his head back. In my mind, I begged him to stay. I knew that this wouldn't happen ever again. When they came back, Ian asked them about the place, and I was standing there, speechless.

"I think this place is pretty good for filming," Max said, "we just need to do it on a day when the lighting is decent."

I nodded, "did you find something more?"

"A hill, some abandoned trailer and a small lake. We can work with this,"

"Nice," Ian said.

Max went back to the car, and we followed him. When we got in, I didn't put my legs in his lap like before. I pulled my phone out and started to check shit, even if nothing loaded. At least it wasn't awkward between us, but there was a weird tension lingering in the air. I couldn't understand if it was weird or romantic. One of them definitely. I wanted to think about this situation more, but Chad's snoring interrupted me.

"Do you all want to eat at McDonalds?" Max said, immediately waking Chad up.

"Hell yeah," Chad said, cracking a laugh out of Ian.

"I guess," I said, agreeing with Chad.

After a while, I heard some woman say stuff, and Max handed me a paper bag, "Give this to Ian."

I took his food, and handed it to him, touching his fingers. It wasn't anything special, but I noticed, how cold they were. I got my order, and we all sat in the car, eating, and spewing some bad food review jokes. When we finished our food, dropped off Chad at his house, and drove back to our home.

At home, Max and Ian were brainstorming ideas for the new video, while I was making new songs and eavesdropping. I heard something about Donkey Kong, and taking a break tomorrow. I wanted to leave the room, so I could ask about the video, but I didn't want to meet Ian. Maybe tomorrow I will come out to Max if it's a rest day. I crawled into my bed and fell asleep to Ian's laughter and Max's swearing.