Elephants - A OneRepublic/Ryan Tedder Fanfic

Chapter 67

“Please tell me you slept.” Ryan mumbled.

“I slept.” I lied, but what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.

“Why are you up? Go to sleep.” He complained, knocking my phone out of my hands.

“Hey! I was using that.”

“Now you are sleeping. Sleep.” He ordered, pulling me into a hug. Which was actually just a cover, he grabbed my phone and threw it to the end of the bed. “Now, sleep.” I could hear the smugness in his voice.

“Asshole.” I muttered, but I went with it. If only to make him happy.

“Knew you were tired.” He grumbled as he woke me up.

“Whatever. I was wide awake.” I argued.

“Sure, that’s why we slept for another two hours.” He pointed out, smirking.

“Fuck you. We need to pack.” Trying to change the subject.

“I win. Just saying. And yeah, we need to pack and eat.” He informed me.

“You go eat, I’ll start packing.” I offered.

“You sure?” he asked.

“Definitely babe. Go.” I assured him, he walked out looking guilty. When I eventually managed to get out of bed I could smell food cooking away, I pulled on some jeans and a red coca cola vest, and started to pack all the others clothes. “Do you need clothes?” I called out.

“Could you find the Mr Cool top? I think the jeans are on the floor somewhere.” He shouted back, I couldn’t help but smile. I threw the jeans onto the bed, they were on the floor and managed to find the top he asked for. “Want anything to eat?” He asked, appearing at the doorway.

“Not right now. Just a few more things to pack, can you make sure there’s nothing in any of the other rooms?” I didn’t miss the worried look he gave me as he walked off, I would grab something to eat on the bus. Zach always has cookies with him. I grabbed the final few things, Ryan brought through a phone charger and my jacket. He threw them on the bed and pulled me into hug. He just held me for a minute.

“Are you okay?” He asked quietly, I could hear the worry, maybe a bit of frustration.

“Baby, I’m fine.” I answered. “Please, don’t worry about me. Please.”

“It’s my job to worry about you, I need to look after you. I need you.” He confessed, holding me close, refusing to pull away.