Bullet proof love

Tom the driver

Hannah's P.o.v

I heard laughter behind me, and looked around to see Vic jogging to catch up with me, Jaime seemed to be in pain in the background and Mike and Tony are chuckling. "What happened.?" I asked, inclining my head slightly towards the mess behind us. He continued to laugh and told me that he kicked Jaime in the balls. I rolled my eyes with a slight smile and continued to walk to the front doors. "Are you going to meet Tom.?" Vic asked, trying to keep pace with me. I nodded and excited through the door, assuming that Vic would follow. He did.

As soon as I walked outside, my eyes were automatically drawn to the huge, dark blue tour bus that was parked in about five spaces. I estimated it to be about 36ft long and 11ft tall, it was bigger than I thought it'd be. I walked up to it with Vic to find Tom, he was nowhere to be seen and the door was opened so we had a look inside. I stepped up the black steps and onto the bus. The first thing I saw was the drivers seat, the wheel and the corridor. Turning left, I looked down the corridor and saw a tv staring at me at the end of the corridor. "This is pretty big, I like it." Vic said, walking past means going to sit on the sofas that lined the wall at the far end of the corridor. As I followed him, I noted that there were stairs to my immediate right; I guessed that they took me to the beds. As I walked towards Vic, I passed a small kitchen that was on both sides of the corridor and the bathroom that smelt of disinfectant. The smell burnt my nose a bit, making me crinkle my nose as I passed. finally, I reached the front room of the tour bus. The three sides of the tour bus were lined with sofas facing the TV that hung on the end wall. vic lay on the sofa looking up with his legs resting on the small table that was in the middle. "just going to see what it's like upstairs, I'll be right back" I commented. Turning around and tracing my steps back to the front of the bus, I heard Vic say in a low, sexy voice, "you'll have to show me where you and I will sleep later." I didn't turn around, the only reason being I was as red as a tomato. What was he implying? I heard quiet laughter, realizing it was a joke, I felt stupid even thinking that he might want to be with me. what was I thinking? I turned left and walked up the stairs, hoping that he didn't see my red face and guess what I was thinking. I reached the Second floor and looked around; it was considerably smaller than the floor below. I counted five beds in total; one to my left, above the driver, two on the left side of the bus and two on the other side. The first sets of beds were at hip height and the layer on top of that was at about neck height. No matter how much I loved the boys, I didn't want to be sleeping under or over them. "shotgun on the bed above the driver!" I yelled down to Vic. Secretly, I didn't want to be sleeping too close to the boys because although I was starting to love them like brothers, I also like my space. I inspected the beds closer and found them to be actually quite cozy; I hoped that I would be comfortable for the next three months.

I went back downstairs and walked to the back of the bus where the Vic lay, unmoving. His eyes followed me from the moment I stepped off the last stair to the moment I plopped myself down opposite of him. I didn't say anything, just looked back at him, secretly appreciating his long brown hair and cute, puppy looking eyes.

"hey guys!" A voice came from the front of the bus, by the driver seat. "oh sorry, was I interrupting your love stares?!" The slightly sarcastic voice followed. My head whipped around to meet the man who had just embarrassed me. My eyes were met with a middle aged, overweight man with no hair. He was wearing trainers with white socks that nearly met his ankles. His clothes consisted of a tank top and shorts. By the keys in his hands, I was guessing that this was our driver: Tom. "hey, pretty, stop looking like you're going to kill me, it was a joke." he said to me. I felt slightly overpowered, but vic got up and stood behind me, as if to say that he has my back. "what did you say?" Vic asked, pretending that he didn't hear. Tom mumbled something that we couldn't hear which was followed by, "well, I'm Tom, your bus driver. We loaded the bus with your instruments and bikes, the boys should be on the bus in a minute and will be off." he seemed to know what he was talking about, so I nodded and watched him plowed off. I turned to Vic, "Thanks." he just looked down at me and smiled a warm smile my stomach nervously turned. I was aware of how close our faces were from each other. I suddenly went very hot. "i'm just going to make sure that things are running smoothly," I said, whilst making my escape.

when I got off the tour bus, I breezed in the cool air. What had just happened with me and him back there? Why was I starting to feel the way I used to around John? I really hoped that it wasn't what I thought it was.