Not what it seems

Sharpies and Nutella

Remington lead me up the stairs of the tour bus and opened the door. The smell of cigarette smoke and sharpies greeted me. The bus was nice, there was paper covering practically every inch of wall space, covered in what I guessed was Emerson's doodles. I could hear water running nearby. The door to the back half of the bus slid open and Sebastian popped out.

"Hey Remington," he said eyeing me, "you're not kicking me and Emerson out of the bus so you can hook up it's too hot outside."

"I'm not 'hooking up' with her," Remington said shortly, rolling his eyes, "she's a friend, I told you I'd been talking to someone-"

"Oh you must be Red," Sebastian smiled taking my hand and shaking it, "Remington won't shut up about you he's practically been counting down the days to see you."

"Shut up." Remington muttered, shooting a warning glare at his brother before lightly kicking him in the shin.

Sebastian and I laughed, and the sound of running water stopped. Emerson appeared behind Sebastian with a towel dangling low around his waist.

"Is this Red?" He said to no one in particular.

"Yeah," Sebastian said with a smirk, "Remington's just introduced us."

I gave Emerson a nod and a smile. He rolled his eyes and hugged me, making Remington blush and look away.

"I can see why you won't stop talking about her," Emerson started as he pulled away from me, "she's hot."

Now it was my turn to blush as Remington looked like he was about to punch his younger brother in the face.

"Chill I have a girlfriend." Said Emerson putting his hands up defensively, this seemed to calm Remington down a bit.

He pulled me past the guys to where the bunks were. One was covered in tech equipment, computers and headphones, I guessed that was Sebastian's since he did all of the band's editing. Another had a back wall that looked much like the other walls in the bus, covered in drawings, there were numerous sharpies scattered on the bed. That one was definitely Emerson's. At the end of the row of bunks was an area with a few half empty Nutella jars and a stack of bleach and dye stained towels. We sat down on the bed and Remington promptly grabbed a jar of Nutella. I laughed and smiled at him.

"What?" he said with a spoon of Nutella in his mouth.

"Nothing it's just hilarious how much you love Nutella."

He handed me a spoon and offered me the jar. We sat there in silence for a bit eating spoonfuls of the chocolate hazelnut paste, well I was eating spoonfuls, he was practically scarfing it down like it was the only thing he'd had in days. I started laughing so hard that I fell off of his bunk. Sebastian came running in, Emerson bounding after him.

"What-," he started looking at me, "oh," he sighed, "I thought one of you got hurt."

When Emerson saw an embarrassed looking Remington on the bed, with Nutella on his lips and a spoon sticking out of his mouth he started laughing too.

"You. Seriously. Ate. Nutella. Like. A. Cave. Man. In. Front. Of. Her." Emerson said between laughs, his eyes starting to water.

"Get the fuck out!" Said an angry Remington with the spoon still in his mouth.

Sebastian had to practically carry Emerson to the other room because he was laughing so hard. Remington turned to me, blushing.

"Sorry-" he started.

I interrupted him by wiping a bit of the Nutella off of the corner of his lip and popping my finger in my mouth.

"I thought it was cute." I giggled resting my head on his chest.

We sat like that for a while, he put on some Falling in Reverse and hummed along to the music.

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I woke up to Remington lightly snoring below me. We must've fallen asleep. His phone buzzed. I didn't look, I didn't want to invade his privacy. The phone buzzed a few more times before it began ringing. What ever it was must be important.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Red! This is Sebastian, can you tell Remington that we're on in 20."

"Yeah he's asleep, I'll wake him up."

"Thanks."

"It's no problem" I replied hanging up the phone.

I shook Remington's arm and he stirred in his sleep, but didn't wake up. I rubbed his shoulder. Still nothing. Then I got an idea. I grabbed my phone and scrolled through my music, landing on 'tragic magic' by Falling in Reverse. I turned the volume all the way up, put the speaker next to Remington's ear and pressed play.

HA HA HA, HA HA, HA HA HA HA

Ronnie's laugh blasted from my phone, waking Remington with a start.

"Holy fucking shit!" He shouted as I fell back on the bed, laughing and turning down the volume.

"Sebastian called," I started when we had both caught our breath, "you're on in 20."

"Well thanks for waking me," he half laughed, "but I don't think the heart attack was necessary."

We both got up and walked through the tour bus. He lead me outside towards one of the stages, I was finally going to get to see him play live.

A/n: sorry this is kind of a shitty chapter I've been watching season 3 of AHS and I had a test today that I was studying for, will update soon 

P. S. Robbyepicsauce used my comment in the comment question of the day for yesterday 

He looks so done 😂