One Light Burning: A Bon Jovi Fanfic

Chapter 13

{2 Months Later}
We loaded onto the tour bus, everyone exhausted from the early hour. I sold my apartment and had put everything I couldn't take with me in storage. We wouldn't be home for 16 months and I didn't want to pay for something I wasn't even living in. Besides I could find an even better place. Considering that Richie didn't even have a permanent place anymore id want to live where ever he did when he wasn't traveling.
The tour bus was really nice. There was a booth and table, couch, storage space, and little bed cubbies. We'd mostly be staying in hotels but it didn't hurt to have these luxuries. I got settled on the couch after putting my luggage away and was soon joined by the rest of the band. Jon and Tico went back to sleep and though I tried to stay awake to look through the schedule I dozed off as well, my head resting on Richie's shoulder.
I woke up when we stopped at a gas station to stretch our legs and buy more snacks.
"Morning." Richie winked.
"Hey. Where are we?" I asked groggily.
"Almost to New York. We're at the boarder of New Jersey."
We got up and quickly went to the bathroom and I went inside to get a water and a bag of chips. Lunch wasn't for another couple of hours so I needed something to tie me over.
The boys, Doc, and I got back on the bus and we were rolling along again, this time more awake. I finally looked over the schedule as Richie and Jon jammed on some acoustic guitars for a bit, Tico and David tapping a rhythm.
We were mainly going to be in the USA, but also visit some other countries to preform as the opening act for Kiss and The Scorpions, something the guys still couldn't get over. It was crazy to think that they'd be performing with some of the greatest rock bands.
A couple hours later we were checking into the hotel. The first concert was at Madison Square Garden opening for ZZ Top so they had to go to rehearsal soon, but for now they had time to relax in the hotel rooms.
Me and Richie were sharing one which had me both excited and nervous. We'd spent the night with each other plenty of times but it was different now. We were basically living together and it seemed like such a big step.
Richie smiled sweetly at me as he opened our door, his adorable brown eyes sparkling. We went inside and set our bags on the floor and immediately fell on the huge bed.
"So you nervous about the concert?" I asked, looking over at him. His long hair was spread around his chiseled face and I drank in the image. He looked over at me, his grin growing even bigger.
"Of course. But I'm sure it'll all be fine. We'll play a great show no doubt." Richie winked and I pulled him close, his warm body pressing against mine.
"I'm happy I'm here with you." I whispered.
"Me too." Richie whispered back.
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The concerts were all big successes, the guys growing more and more confident with each show. They were so proud of themselves it made me smile.
Back stage I listened a little bit but I mostly made sure the dressing rooms were to the boys liking. We were in Philadelphia while I was in Jon's dressing room, cleaning and organizing, making sure the water was cold. Just when I was about to leave he walked in, sweaty and pumping with adrenalin. I tried to make a move for the door but he was blocking it.
"Hey Jon, show go ok?" I asked, trying to be nonchalant.
"Of course, it was the best so far. We really rocked tonight." His eyes were alight, and his smile was huge. He bit his plump bottom lip and looked me up and down.
"Thanks for the water... but there's something else I need you to do for me." Jon said, his voice low and rich. He came over to me, wrapping his arms around my waist, pressing his body so close it felt like I could barely breath. I blushed as I felt his hard bulge press into my hip. For a second I just stood their, completly taken aback. But it didn't take me long to come to my senses.
"Jon no, just get off of me!" I yelled, attempting to push him off. I struggled against his strong arms but it didn't do much. "Jon!" I yelled again, getting more and more frustrated by the second.
"Please." He whispered, his hot breath on my mouth.
I stopped fighting when I saw the pleading in his eyes. He'd never looked at me like that before. This was different. Jon was looking at me like I was the most beautiful thing in the world. Gone was the sly, mischievous grin, and in its place was pure passion. His blue iris's begged me.
"No Jon. I love Richie. We can't keep going through this." My voice caught at the last sentence.
His arms went slack around me and somethings on his face seemed to break. I couldn't take the look of utter heartbreak. I stepped around him and ran out in absolute shock. What the hell just happened? Since when did Jon actually have feelings for me? He looked so sad, so hurt that I didn't want him back. But it had to be an act. Jon couldn't like me. All he wanted was sex and nothing more. He was just trying a new tactic.
I stopped dead in my tracks when I realized something else. I said I loved Richie. Oh my gosh I was in love with Richie! I couldn't even handle the wave of emotions that washed over me. I was head over heels for him. His smile, his laugh, how he wouldn't stop goofing around, how he understood me like no one else. I loved all of him and I couldn't put it into words. I nearly jumped out of my skin when he came around the corner.
"Baby, there you are!" He smiled so big as he grabbed me and spun me around. Richie placed a warm kiss on my lips and I smiled back. I adored him with every fiber of my being and I knew my feelings showed plainly on my face. We gazed at each other for a couple more seconds until Tico and David walked up.
"You guys did great tonight." I exclaimed.
"Thanks Rose. Hey where's Jon?" David asked as he brushed the sweat drenched hair out of his face.
"Right here." A voice came from behind me. "Lets go get some rest boys." Jon swung his arms around David and Tico as he gave Richie huge smile.
When he looked at me, the happiness disappeared, desperate longing written all over his face.
But just as quickly as it came, the depression vanished from his face, and a mask was put in place.