Dream Boy | Waterparks

032

Audrey's P.O.V

Only a week of tour left. That's so weird. It all went by so fast. I looked around where our bus was parked, trying to figure out what to do. The bright sun forced me to squint.
"Heya." Awsten said, walking off the bus.
"Hi." I replied.
"What're you up to?" He asked.
"Trying to figure out what to do."
"Hm. Well, everyone else is too dead to go anywhere, so what if we just walked around?"
"Why not." I give him a small smile, starting to walk along the sidewalk.
We went down a few streets and then came to the conclusion we were too tired for this crap and went to a Starbucks.
"Let me guess. Passion lemonade iced tea?" he said, bringing out his wallet.
"Yep." I chuckle. "And you will get... a venti blonde white mocha, no whip, a pump of raspberry, an extra shot of caffeine, low ice?"
"Damn. Yea."
"Your order is as extra as you." I playfully poke his chest.
"Shut up." He smiles and shakes his head.
I pat around my pockets, trying to remember where I put my wallet. Oh, right, I put it in my bag.
"Shit." I whisper.
"No wallet?" He asks.
"Is it that obvious?"
"Maybe. Don't worry, I'll get it for you. Chocolate chip muffin?"
"Please and thank you. I'll pay you back later."
"No need to."
"Yes need to." I furrow my eyebrows.
He shakes his head and we walk up to the cash register and order.

"Did you figure out something for the holidays?" The lilac haired boy asks me.
"Home alone." I shrug.
"That sucks." He looks at his drink.
"Oh well. It's whatever." I sip my drink.
"Maybe... no, nevermind." He shakes his head.
"Ok..." I reply, confused.
"You could watch the office."
"I've been watching it most nights. Season 6 baby. The perks of not being able to sleep, am I right?" I smile.
"Damn."
We laugh. I truly had nothing better to do and the show is great.

"Hey people." I say, entering the bus.
"Is that your thing now? 'Hey people'?" Otto asks.
"Maybe. And, to answer your question, my favorite dogs are Alaskan malamutes and Samoyeds."
"I didn't ask?"
"Beginning of tour."
"Oh, y'all are back. Good, we have to go check in at the hotel." Lucas says, entering the lounge.

So, the room were parted like so: Otto and Geoff, Jawn and Lucas, and Awsten and I. At first they were hesitating on giving me my own room (privacy and whatever) but I told them I was comfortable with staying with Awsten.
We take the elevator to our rooms, which were all on different floors by the way, what the heck.
"I completely forgot we were coming to a hotel. I would've waited before getting breakfast." I say, claiming the bed close to the window.
"That's my bed. Move!" Awsten said.
"What? No way."
"Dude, if a murderer breaks in, they'll kill you first since you're closer, and I need to live! I'm the lead singer!" He argues.
"I'm the only member of my band!" I reply.
"Well, uh. Fair enough. But if they come in through the window I'm not saving you."
"Deal." I smile.
"Now, what?" He asks.
"We could gather the boys and play cards against humanity! I forgot I brought it with me."
"Fuck yea." He pulls out his phone.

* after they play *

"Daniel Radcliffe's delicious asshole is the best card in there." I close the box.
"For sure." Awsten replies, falling onto his bed.
I look at the time. 7:24, wow.
"Dinner?" I ask him.
"Sure."

"I'm gonna pass out." I say, falling onto my bed.
"Get into your pjs first." Awsten says.
"Ok mom." I get up, grab my clothes and head towards the bathroom to change. "You change while I'm in there." I tell Awsten.
"Sure."
I change, make sure he's decent, then head out and jump on my bed again, ready to shut off. I get under the covers.
"Turn off the lights, loser." I tell Awsten.
"Alright. Can I... can I cuddle with you?" He hesitantly asks.
"Yyyyok." I reply, my brain half working.
The room goes dark. The bed shifts next to me and the covers get slightly lifted, just enough for Awsten to slide in. He pulls me into his chest and wraps his arms around me. This is so comfortable. I feel safe.
"Is your appartement pet friendly?" Awsten whispers.
"Mmhm."
"Ok. Night."
"G'night."
His arms squeezed me a little tighter, and I fell into slumber. I don't care if a murderer breaks in. Actually, I kind of do. I hope nobody will murder us.