COLLIDE ✰ BLAKE RICHARDSON

V.

V.

When the show was over and the crowd had emptied out of the arena, the three acts made their way back to their dressing rooms to pack their stuff up and head out to the busses. It didn't take Leah long to gather her things since she'd only brought her suitcase and guitar inside in the first place, so once she was done she decided to go over to see Reece, George, and Blake. By now, the exhausted brunette was wearing sweatpants and an old t-shirt -- there was no way she was going to stay dressed up all night, especially after she tired herself out onstage.

Reece opened the door when she knocked softly, though it took a good couple of minutes for anyone to respond. "Hey Leah, sorry, when Blake heard the knock he flipped out and yelled at us not to open the door until he cleaned all his shit up."

Her blue eyes scanned over to the aforementioned boy who was sitting on the leather couch, head bent down as he typed on his phone. As if he felt her eyes on him, Blake looked up, his pale cheeks turning a shade of crimson.

"I hate you, Reece," he deadpanned, causing the blonde standing in front of Leah to shake his head, laughing. Leah laughed along with him. Though she hadn't even known these boys for a day, they had already clicked so well. She was pretty sure she'd spent the majority of her first day on tour laughing her head off at the most random things.

"I'm just being honest here. It's okay, I think we all know about your little crush."

"W-what- uh- I don't-"

"Ooookay, everyone, I think we should head out to the bus now!" George chimed in from the other side of the room, cracking an awkward smile at the obvious tension that had just spread through the air. Leah's heart thumped in her chest as she made confused eye contact with Reece, who just raised his eyebrows cheekily at her. She felt her grip on her suitcase handle tighten, her knuckles practically turning white.

Sighing, Blake stood up from the couch and grabbed his stuff, walking past the two of them in the doorway without saying a word or making eye contact with either of them.

"I think you might have pissed him off," Leah whispered.

"He'll get over it. I'm just helping him out, we all know he's never going to tell you himself," Reece shrugged as the pair began walking out to the bus.

"S-so you weren't kidding when you said that?" The brunette's eyes widened as she looked over at the boy next to her, who was grinning.

"Are you joking? He's had a crush on you since Joe told us you were going to be opening with us. I'm surprised he didn't crap his pants when you showed up this morning." Oh my God. Leah couldn't seem to find words to respond with. Instead, she just stared at the ground as she walked, partially in shock over what Reece had just told her.

Once they reached the bus, they climbed aboard in silence. Blake was already situated in an armchair in the corner, his laptop in front of him. George was sat on the couch, messing around on his guitar. Leah bit her lip as she placed her bags down before pulling out her phone, typing in Blake's name and writing a new message.

hi, are you okay?

You do know I'm sitting right across from you, right?

yeah but i wasn't sure if you were mad. didn't want to bother you more

anyway don't be pissed at reece, he was just joking

He shouldn't have said that, I am pissed.

jeez B is it that serious

It is when he just told you how I feel after we haven't even known each other for a day since now you're probably creeped out by me and don't want to talk to me

i'm talking to you right now, also you're like the least creepy person on the planet

just don't be mad at reece i don't want to start drama with you guys

Leah watched as he rolled his eyes from across the bus, locking his phone and going back to his laptop. She furrowed her eyebrows, upset at the thought that she had already gotten between the two boys. Even though Blake had put his phone down, she continued to text him.

p.s. you look cute in that bandana

His phone dinged and Blake sighed before picking it back up, brown eyes scanning the message. Leah watched, a small smirk on her face as his cheeks turned bright red. Win.

She watched as the typing bubble appeared and disappeared over and over again as Blake struggled to find something to say. Soon enough, she just shut her phone off and decided to call it a night.

"Night, guys," Leah said as she climbed into her bunk, scrunching up her nose at its small size since she still wasn't used to bus life.

"Night, Leah," They all responded from various locations around the bus. She closed her eyes, quickly falling asleep after the whirlwind of a day she'd had. And what a day it was.