Life On The Road (BOTDF & BVB)

Hell Awaits

Dahvie~

I quickly finish my shower and dry my hair. I'm not really worrying about my hair or makeup right now. Putting on my shirt, I walk out of the bathroom. Walking down the hall I hear.. muffled noises?

I honestly don't want to know, but I have to. Especially with these girls. Reaching Jayy's room, I can tell the muffled noises are obviously coming from in here. Peaking inside I see James covered in baby powder, tied to a chair, with a piece of duct tape around his mouth, and a sign that says "Welcome home, Jayy! Feel free to kick my ass!"

I feel bad for laughing, but I swear, it's the funniest thing in the world. I walk over to him as he relaxes a little and quits jerking around. I reach to pull off the tape, and my phone rings. "Oh, hold on, I gotta take this." As I walk out of the room, he starts freaking out again. "Yes, Jayy? Yeah I kno- yes I'm sorr- yes bu-. Okay okay I'm on my way."

I hang up on an angry Jayy, grab the keys, pass the kids and give them a look so they know they're going to get it when I return. Quickly, I climb into the car and turn it on. I turn on the radio and begin my drive to the airport. Hopefully he won't be too mad when I arrive.

Jayy's pov.

I finally get off that goddamn plane only to find that Dahvie hasn't texted that he's here yet. So, I decide to waste some time looking in those expensive airport stores. Grab a coffee and a cookie or two. He'll be here soon I hope.

Thirty minutes has passed and he's still not texted. So, I pull out my phone and dial ShitHead aka Dahvie. It rings twice and I don't even wait to hear a hey to go off on his little white ass. "Where in the hell are you?! You were supposed to be here already! You know that right? Oh, god you make me so mad I just wann-" click

Did that bitch just hang up on me? Oh, hell no. I'm already pissed off and now I have to wait here another hour and thirty minutes for him to get here. Today just keeps getting better. I sigh and find a place to sit in a little food place. Nothing to do but just look around at people.

Then holy shit, a really fine ass man walks past the window looking in at me. He winks and keeps walking. I wouldn't have been okay with letting him walk away, but, dat ass. I finally snap out of it and get up to follow him. No way I'm letting him slip. His jet black hair, septum piercing, icey blue eyes, amazing tattoos, and not to mention... dat ass.

I finally catch up to this mystery man and jump in front of him, nearly tripping but recovering. He stops and puts his hand on my shoulder saving me. He didn't say a word, just looked down at me and smiled.

Why am I so nervous.. I'm hardly ever nervous.. "Hey! I, uh, couldn't help but notice you looking at me through the window. I just wanted to say that I love you," the words escaped my lips before I could register, "..your hair! I meant your hair." He just laughed softly sending butterflies through my stomach.

"Well, I couldn't help but notice you sitting there, and thank you. I take forever on it, it's nice to have someone finally compliment on it." I notice his eyes looking me up and down, the silence is becoming unbearable. I clear my throat, "I take forever on my hair, too, and no one compliments me," I pout, "but it's okay, I'm not trying to impress everyone."

He raises an eyebrow, the tension is so thick I can cut it with a knife. "You aren't? I seem to find that hard to believe," my god his voice is like melting chocolate, "I was pretty impressed with what I saw." Not knowing how to respond I just blurt out "Hi my names Jayy, I like you." I covered my mouth and cussed at myself.

"First you love me, and now you like me. You gotta make up your mind, because if you don't say what you're thinking in time you may never see me again, and I don't want that." My heart flutters, did he really just say that!? I stutter a bit trying to get my words out, "I-I like you..." I can't believe I just said that. I meet his gaze and see a twinkle in his eye.

"Well, I'm glad you said that, because I would've been on my plane back home by now if you hadn't." Did he really just say that to me? "Really? You're going to stay here because a stranger told you they like you?" He shrugged, "Hey, I'm one to take chances. Maybe this could work out, if not I'll just go home. It's that simple."