After the concert the boys met tons of fans and I waited in the bus.
When the boys entered the bus dan sat next to me. He looked exhausted. he looked to me, "hey, were you embarrassed when I kissed you?" I nodded, "I just think that it was sorta inappropriate to kiss me like that in front of many teenage girls and boys." He nodded, "sorry mum, I won't do it again." He looked away from me. Is he seriously mad at me. If so, I think it may be the first time.
I sighed and walked off as everyone just sat on there electronics. I went to dans bed and laid in it, I couldn't sleep though. Soon enough woody and will both came to their beds and fell asleep quickly.
I creeped out of bed and walked to where dan and Kyle were. "I just don't understand why Jay is so embarrassed to kiss me." Dan said and Kyle moved next to him.
"Dude, she's a shy girl, you know that. She hates attention from the public like that. You know that. You need to be okay with that too, you don't want another incident to happen." Kyle replied to him. To be honest, he was right. Even if that comment hurt a little bit.
Dan nodded. "At least I don't have to pretend to be straight anymore, I actually am when it comes to Jay." Wha- what? I'm not homophobic or anything, but Dan was gay? Interesting.
"Yeah, that's how I felt with Janna. I miss kissing you though, dan." Kyle said. My eyes went wide and I gasped, loudly.
Kyle and Dan burst out laughing. "Jay we know your out there. We're joking!" Dan laughed and I let out my held in breath. I walked in the room.
"Sorry for spying...." I said. "I thought you guys were being honest!" I said cracking up.
"No no no." Kyle said. "I like women!"
"Do you like women, Dan?" I asked smiling.
"No." He smirked and went to bed. I followed and went to bed too. Kyle came shortly after.
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