tour life pt 3

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y/n pov

its currently the australian leg of tour and the whole team is out for dinner. its been a long day for everyone with traveling and running around places so its unusually quiet.

"sooo guys any plans for tomorrow?" brian asks

"sleeping" i say sarcastically and some people laugh

we eat and shawn takes a couple pictures before we all uber in 3 cars back go the hotel. in the car im in its me, connor, mike, brian and zubin and its silent. its about a 30 minute ride and mike is asleep and zubin and brian are on their phones.

"can we watch some movies tonight?" i ask quietly laying my head on connors shoulder.
connor has barely said a word tonight but im just assuming hes tired

"no y/n lets just go to sleep" he says with a little attitude

"how about one episode of friends?" i ask

"i said no" he snaps waking up mike

"oh okay" i say lifting my head off his shoulder and resting it on the window instead. i hear connor sigh loudly and lean his head back on the head rest.

its quiet the rest of the ride and we all return to our rooms. connor unlocks the door and we walk in. he goes to shower and i put the leftovers in the fridge cause i know tomorrow well be too tired to eat out again after shawns show.

i lay on the bed and go on my phone until connor opens the steamy bathroom.

"hot shower huh?" i ask trying to lift the mood. no answer. i sigh and get up to shower.

after i shower i climb into bed in the dark room and face the opposite way from connor who appears to be sleeping and sigh quietly sigh. i frown until i feel connors presence behind me and his hand on my hip

"im sorry about snapping at you i shouldnt have done that im just really tired" he says kissing the back of my head and snuggles his face in the back of my neck

"its okay but everyone else is tired too and snapping isnt going to help anything" i say

"i know im sorry baby" he says holding me tighter

"its okay bub" i say closing my eyes

"i love you sweet dreams" he says

"love you"

sorry its rushed and short

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