Nick Jonas's New Assistant

Part Twelve

Our first stop is in Reno Nevada, it's a fairly short drive (Only about 8 hours), well, fairly short considering some of the long stretches we have. Before we officially started off onto the road we all took some time to settle in. When you walked onto the bus there was a communal space with couch like seats and a tv mounted to the wall. Slightly to the left of that was a small kitchen area and a small seating area with a table in the middle. The bathroom was right beside that as well. Then you came to the bunk beds. 3 on each side of the walkway. They were surprisingly roomie. Then as you walked past the bunk beds you hit a larger more open area closed off by a small door, when opened it revealed a relatively large bed. It was like a bedroom, well, the most bedroom like thing you can get on a bus. This is where Nick is staying. I guess being the "guy in charge" has its perks.

Paul offered me a spot on the smaller bus with him, and although I enjoy being around him I'm still young, I still want to have fun, and I know all the fun will be had on this bus. So, I politely declined and opted for a bunk on the bus with Nick and the band. Nick did try his best to get me to stay in the room area with him, but I declined. Now seeing it though, I do kind of regret that. But also, especially after this morning I know I made the right decision not staying with him.

I threw the bag I kept out from under the bus onto the bottom bunk on the right side of the walkway. I didn't want to have to climb up to the top one every night, but I didn't want to be greedy and take the middle since I'm not part of the band, they work hard and deserve to have a better bunk than I do, plus I really don't mind much. And, despite it not being a good idea, if it ever starts to bug me I have an escape to Nick's nice big bed.

The boy's file in behind me, claiming beds and playfully fighting over who gets middle bunk. Nick just sneaks past them and past the small door into the room area, I see him toss his suitcase onto the bed and open it, taking clothes out of it and sliding them into a cabinet that is in the wall. I watch him as he moves, my heart is fluttering at the simple sight of him putting away his clothes, he looks so strong and calm. His muscles pulling at the fabric of his shirt with every bend of his arm, yet a small smile stays on his lips, almost like he is so happy its stuck that way.

I am so in love with him.

I am snapped out of my thought by one of the boys accidently running into me, it was Blake, the drummer. He apologizes quickly but I shake my head with a laugh, telling him it's okay. It's actually a good excuse to move out of the way and go talk to nick. I walk over and step into the doorway, when he looks up from his suitcase and sees me his smile grows.

"Wow, I am definitely going to get used to seeing a beautiful girl on this bus instead of being stuck looking at a bunch of dudes for hours at a time." He speaks with a laugh.

I laugh too and walk in, taking a seat on the end of his bed so I am facing him, brining my legs up and getting comfy. "well dang it, it sucks for me because I am stuck with 5 smelly boys on a small bus for months." I speak jokingly.

He laughs again, shaking his head. "Whatever, I know you are stoked to be stuck with us."

He is right, I am pretty excited. The boys are always so much fun. There is Blake, the drummer. He's the typical pretty boy, but he is so fucking good at what he does, and he is hysterical. Definitely a case of his looks not matching his personality. He was one of the first ones to make me feel included in their little friend group "thing". Then there is Travis, he plays electric guitar. He is also so funny, they all are really, and a super nice guy. He's got tattoos on most of his body which makes him look pretty tough, and don't get me wrong I wouldn't want to get into a fight with him, but he really is a sweetheart. Tyler plays bass. He can be super quiet and reserved, but once he gets comfortable with you he will talk your ear off. We are still in the quiet stage, but I'm sure after a while that won't be the case anymore. Lastly there is Max, who plays the keyboard. I love him, he's so nice and sweet, your typical "I will give you the shirt off of my back" guy. The kind of guy that takes the drunk girl home and sleeps on the couch, so she can sleep safely in his bed.

"okay okay, that is true. I am excited. I hope it goes well." I say.

He smiles at me and my heart melts, he's so fucking cute. "It will go well, I know it will." He speaks sweetly and with so much confidence that I do truly believe him.

We got to reno and decided to stop and grab something to eat. The 8 hour drive went fairly quickly. I worked a lot, answering emails and getting some more stuff put together for the venues we will be at. The boys just fucked around mostly, I could hear them laughing and joking, and I did join them after a while. We were watching TV when the bus had stopped at the restaurant. We filed out of the bus and into the restaurant. I didn't realize it until we were inside how hungry I was. The newness of everything and all my work keeping me occupied.

When we sat at the table Nick made sure to leave me a seat beside him, which I couldn't be too mad about.

"Damn, why are you so obsessed with me?" I spoke teasingly and quiet enough so only he could hear.

He laughed, "I don't know, I guess I just can't get the thought of fucking you this morning out of my head." He speaks even quieter than I did, his words teasing and playful.

I feel my cheeks heat up and I playfully shove his shoulder, deciding to just ignore him and turn my attention to Blake who is sitting on the other side beside me, making small talk with him.

We had ordered, and conversations were flying across the table, people interjecting here and there, I am listening to Blake and Travis talk about their favorite states they have been to so far from previous tours and I feel a warm hand place itself on my thigh. I know without looking that it was Nick's. I look over to him and he is speaking to Max. Seeming to be completely unaware of what is going on beneath the table, but when he sees me turn my head to him he gives my thigh a squeeze. My breathing quickens just a bit at the feeling. Fuck, he drives me insane, and after this morning... wow.

I drop my hand down on top of his, fully prepared to move it away, but the second I land my hand on his all I want to do is grab it, wrap our fingers together and never let go. It takes everything in me to finally lift his hand off of my leg and drop it in between us. I usually do this, anytime he touches me I move him away, but it seems to be getting harder and harder.

After dinner we piled back onto the bus, the first show is tomorrow so we all knew we needed to make sure we had everything together, so we sat down and worked through any and all kinks we had for the show. It wasn't until about 2am that we all finally dispersed into the bunks and Nick into his room. I watched him walk down past the bunk beds with sadness filling inside of me. I want so much to run after him, to follow him into the room and curl up under the covers, but I didn't. The boys and I made up a rule that when I need to change, if I don't want to try and do it in the tiny bathroom I just need to tell them, and they will close their eyes, but tonight I just put my pajamas on in the bathroom. It was definitely an interesting task, but it was doable.

When I was in there changing, I heard all the boys yell goodnights to me, and when I came out of the bathroom all of them were in their beds, curtains closed. I looked down the walkway to Nick's room, he was standing in the doorway like he was waiting for me, when we made eye contact he smiled

"I just wanted to offer my bed to you one last time... well one last time for today."

I stared at him for a second. I didn't know what to say. My brain said to absolutely not go into that room, to stay in my bed and ignore him, but my heart wanted to run so fast to him and hide away forever.

I went with my head. This is going to be hard and following my heart won't make it any easier

"I appreciate the offer, but my bed is just fine." I speak with a tone that is stern but still friendly.

He just nods at me, still smiling. "Okay fine, but I know I'll get you one night." He speaks jokingly

I laugh a bit, shaking my head. "yeah yeah, whatever you say. Goodnight, Nick."

"Goodnight (Y/N.)"

After his words leave his mouth the door shuts, and he's gone. I crawled into my bunk bed shutting the curtain that separates it from the outside world and taking a deep breath.

I know I am going to crack soon, and it is absolutely terrifying.