What Are We?

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I awoke yet again to a heartbeat, I listened to the steadiness of it, so calming. Bump, Bump, Bump... I moved slightly to get comfy, I looked up when I finally realized that I was currently on someone's chest. Ryan. He was awake and was looking down at me. I smiled sleepily at him and sat up completely, my head still resting on his shoulder.

"Good morning. Sleep well?" He asked sarcastically.

"Yeah, you're actually really comfy." I smirked, leaning more on him. He sighed, and I giggled.

"Where is everyone?" I asked

"Kitchen, you can go if you want."

"Nah, I'd rather stay here."

"Okay. What do you want to do?" I smirked.

"No, none of that." He said.

"Why?" I whined

"They're literally a room away."

"So? It's kissing, not sex. No noises."

"You moaned in the closet earlier." He pointed out.

"Shut up."

"Hey, later, okay?"

"Fine..." He gave me a swift kiss on the cheek right before the others walked in. I don't even know what we are anymore. Friends with benefits? No, we really care about each other. Secret lovers? Maybe, but we've never established if we are or aren't. I sighed and turned to everyone else.

"Also, (F/n), there's something we forgot to mention about touring with us..." Spencer started. I made a hand motion, signaling for him to continue talking

"We're touring with Fall Out Boy and Twenty One Pilots." I eternally screamed and fangirled incredibly.

"Are you okay? You look a little pale." Jon asked.

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