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Awsten's P.O.V

"Wait! Before you get all sweaty on stage, I want a picture of our matching things." I tell Audrey.
"The only watching things we have are my dress and your hair." She replies.
"And your makeup! And... my guitar!" I say, picking the instrument up.
"Jawn!" I yell. "Bring your ass and your camera over here!"
He arrives.
"What???" He says.
I point to my hair, guitar and Audrey.
"You have a mouth, use it."
"Fine! Take a picture of us! We're matching and we're the cutest people on the bus!.. please!"
"I don't know about the cute part..." Audrey mumbles.
"Are you saying I'm not cute?" I say, pretending to be offended.
"What? No!"
"I know, I'm teasing ya. Nobody would ever dare tell me I'm not cute. Except myself."
"Fair enough. Alright, let's get this over with, I have to perform!" She says.
We do 2-3 poses and she grabs her guitar and puts in the ear plugs.
"See y'all later!" She says, running off to the side stage.
I thank Jawn and wait a few minutes before I go and watch her on stage. I stand there, "dancing" a little (just moving from side to side, I don't think that's really dancing. Is it?), and trying to memorize some lyrics so I could try to sing along in the future shows. I spot her phone on a little table. Two things; why is there a table there, and what if I did some mischief with that phone? I take her phone and swipe to open the camera. I take a few selfies, then turn around to get some selfies with her in the background. Since I'm still a nice person, I take some pictures of just her on stage again. I decide to start recording. She's bouncing around, singing and smiling, until... she falls on her butt. I say "oh shit", still recording but the phone was lowered a little. She just starts laughing and gets up. I say "Nevermind, she's alright" and bring up the phone again. Hopefully I caught that. She starts catching up to the song as best as she could and trying not to laugh. I end the recording and put her phone back down where it was, crossing my arms as if nothing happened.
"Thank you everyone! Hope you enjoyed watching me fall on my-" she looks towards the side stage, spotting me. "-butt! Goodbye!" She quickly bows, waves and walks towards where I was standing. She takes out her ear plugs and says "didn't swear!", laughing.
"Didn't swear." I reply.
She takes off her guitar and picks up her phone, clueless about what I did, which makes me smile. She gives me a confused look.
"What are you smiling at, loser?"
"Oh, nothing."
"Is it because I fell on my butt? That's mean."
"No! Well, it's part of it."
She raises an eyebrow and mumbles an "ok..." before walking to the green room, me following behind, until she comes to a sudden stop. She turns to me, showing her phone.
"What?" I say, pretending as if I wasn't seeing anything.
"Explain yourself, old man."
"Hey! I'm not old!" I defend myself. "I suppose a crew member took pictures of that beautiful young man while you were performing. You're lucky he didn't steal it!"
"I don't know man, he kinda looks like a grape." She plays along.
"Wh-! I, I mean he, does not!"
"Oh, you're right, my bad. He looks like an eggplant." She smiles, turning around and starting to walk again.
"Rude!" I say, following her.
I hear some sound come up, meaning she's watching the video. Probably.
"Oh! You got when I fell!" She says, walking a little faster. "Guys! I fell on my butt!" She walks into the green room. "Look!"
She shows them the part where she falls.
"Damn, mad skills." Otto says, causing her to giggle.
"I know, right? Although my a- butt hurts now."
"Were you going to say ass?"
"No. But you did! Jawn, get the soap!"
"No!" I say, running away.
As I flee the scene, I make a mental note to mention Audrey's fall and laugh about it, because it deserves to be laughed about. It's funny.

"Wow. I am dead. But not like, dead. Like, dead." I say, falling onto the bus's couch.
"Saying dead in cursive doesn't change the meaning, Knight." Audrey says.
"That wasn't cursive, it was italics."
"Whatever." She says, disappearing into the bunk hallway.
"You think we'll ever see her again?" I turn to Otto.
He doesn't have time to even open his mouth before we hear Audrey yell "there's soap in here, Awsten! Don't test me!"
"Nevermind then." I say.

I walk into the bunk hallway, ready to go to sleep. Fuck it, I'd just shower tomorrow. I'm tired as fuck.
"Awsten!" I hear a whisper coming from the bathroom. I turn towards the bathroom door and see a bit of Audrey's face.
"What?"
"I forgot my towel. Pass it to me?" She asks.
"Let me think about it..." I say, joking around.
"If I have to get it myself, you better tell your penis goodbye right now, Awsten."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"That I'm going to chop it off! Give me the towel, please!"
"Damn, ok, ok." I hand her the towel. "Please don't hurt my dick."
"Promise!" She smiles, closing the door.
Well, thank god for that, I guess.

A thud coming from the lounge wakes me up. A thud, followed by a loud whisper saying "ow, tabarnak!". I suppose it's easy to tell who's up right. I rub my eyes a little and get up to check if she's alright.
"Audrey? You ok?" I mumble, sleepy as hell.
"Oh god, did I wake you up? Sorry. I hit my toe on the corner there."
"Oh, so that's why you were swearing."
"Please don't.. feed me soap?"
"I won't. Stubbing your toes are the rare times you get to swear." I smile.
"Ok, cool. You can sleep now."
"Alright, goodnight. Wake me up if anything's wrong." I wave her a little goodbye and head back to my bunk.

"Awsten?" I hear a soft voice and feel a soft hand lightly shaking my arm.
"Mm..?" I say, half awake.
"Sorry I woke you up again. Um-" the soft voice start.
"S'ok..."
"It's not very nice of me, like if at least one of us could get proper sleep that'd be great." The person- who I now see is Audrey- giggles.
"I'm guessing you can't sleep, hm?"
She makes that face, the kind of apologetic smile one. I squeeze in the back of my bunk.
"C'mon." I smile a bit, still not fully awake. "But I'm warning you, I don't have pants on and I'm not putting them on either."
"Uh- I- um?"
"I do have boxers on."
She hesitates. I'm just hoping she comes with me in here. I love cuddling her. Her skin is soft and cool, which is perfect for my body who gets hot very easily. It's like when you eat a popsicle in the summer to cool you off. Our bodies intertwine perfectly together. This is so cheesy, but it's true. It always takes us 2 seconds to find the perfect position. And then we stay like that until we wake up. I wish we could cuddle like that every night. And maybe even someday for reasons that aren't bad dreams or being unable to sleep.
I try my best to keep my eyes open and stare into hers. I open my arms for her to squeeze in. She thinks about it a few more seconds, exhales (was she holding it in all this time?), and gives in. She climbs into my bunk, but instead of our usual face to face position, she faces the curtain, which results in us spooning. I am definitely not against that. I bury my face a little in the crook of her neck. She will often be placed in a half-ball type of position, just like now, and I feel her cold feet against my legs. I don't understand how she's always so cold. Is she a vampire from twilight? That thought makes me smile. But not her whole body is as freezing as her ice cube feet, thankfully. Her hair smells fresh from the shower she took earlier. It's still slightly wet, but barely, which is refreshing for my burning face. Just try to name one reason I shouldn't be blushing right now. I have no pants, we're spooning, my face is in her neck, I'm smelling her hair??? This is so strange, but it feels so good. It feels right.
I hope it's right.

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