Only a Mask // Cryaotic

An Evening Out

(Do I have any fans of Arctic Monkeys, Vampire Weekend or the 1975 who are reading? I was thinking of making a few lead singer one-shots, if you guys would be down with reading them?)

        You raced into your hotel room, allowing Ryan to hover by the door as you grabbed nicer clothes to change into for dinner. You moved into the bathroom and shut the door, promising to be quick. What you didn't know, was that he had began to make his way to your bed. He sat down and quietly stared at all of your music stuff, tossed around your bed and floor.

You stepped out to see Cry flipping through the book you kept of Polaroids you'd taken with band members. He looked up with a smile.

"These are adorable." He laughed. You grunted and walked over, yanking the book from his hands.

"It's a mess over here. Don't touch my crap." He shook his head and got up. You crossed your arms and looked upwards, catching him as his gaze drifted from your eyes to what you were wearing. Your new outfit was hardly revealing, but it was enough to peak his intrest and earn an eyebrow raise.

"I've only known you for three days, an you just k-" Cry was cut off by a knock on the unlocked room door.

"Cryyyy, this is your father again. Please come out so I don't have to shoot you this time." Ken. Making a popular reference to their past video game escapades. He pushed the door open a bit and looked in.

"SO! You're with that no-good boy again! I thought I told you not to hang around my daughter!" Ken barked, trying to hide a smile. He was messing around, and you decided to fight back.

"Sorry sir, but I'm taking your daughter. We're running away together on my nasty black motorcycle." You made a movement to comb back an invisible quiff. Cry suddenly wrapped his arms around your neck and struggled not to laugh. The drama was cut short as Mary finally walked in and pulled everyone out.

"You three are gonna make us late. Come on kiddies."

        Felix, Ken and Cry split the bill after dinner, giving Mary and Marzia a chance to pull you into the bathroom. Marzia re-applied lipstick and winked at you through the mirror.

"Ryan totally likes you." The petite Italian stated.

"Clearly." Mary added. You reflected on the evenings events, remembering every little subtle touch or motion the Youtuber made. It would make sense...

"Felix said he was talking about you the other morning." Really?

You watched your face turn a little pink.

"I've hardly known him a week." You replied, shrugging it off. Marzia and Mary answered with giggles and nods.

You all met up out front of the resturant, but it was reduced to only you and Cry as the other four went to 'pull the cars around'. You were alone, but he didn't look uncomfortable at all. He sported a slight smile and turned to face you.

"Well now y/n, I think we've been ditched."

(Also, I'll be posting some theme-fitting songs in the media part so look out for them now and in future!)