Jane Brown // T. OKONMA

• part five •

Jane's POV

We arrive back at the hotel, everyone rushing in the same way they rushed out. I let them all leave then walk out myself. I didn't realize I wasn't alone until-

"Jane?" Someone said, tapping my shoulder causing me to shudder. I glanced behind me to see a 6'2 boy staring wide eyed.

"Yes?" I respond? He sighs and looks ahead.

"Just wanted to chat." He grumbled out. "Sorry if I seem weird, I can't help but stare at gorgeous people, haha.." He says, awkwardly smirking ahead. I look up at him as we continue to walk, squinting at his weird expression.

"Funny." I retort. "But you're too young. Way too young. We're almost a 10 year distance, and a 10 year maturity difference, haha." I mocked him as I gave my preferences. I saw him glance down at me this time.

"I mean.. if I did fit into your ideals, would you like me then?" He questioned. I chuckled and shook my head.

"I would respect you. Again, I want you to be in the same age level as me too, Ty." I respond. I saw him flinch, and look down.

"Okay," was the last thing I heard from him before he ran off to the hotel doors.

I muster some words before deciding to just not speak of it, trying to catch up with everyone.

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I get to the elevator and go straight to our floor, where I can see everyone playing around in the hallway. I mean, everyone but Tyler. I step through, making everyone move out the way so that I could unlock the door. They go in, claiming beds quickly. One room was locked and that was the one I was staying in.

"Got a fine one right here- No nigga best to back off befo- ayo who said any of y'all goofy niggas could claim shit the fuck?" I heard from the living area. I scoff and switch through channels.

"Aye, Jane! You decide who sleeps where." I hear Jasper yell to me, before hearing slaps and yells. I growl and yell back,

"A lot of y'all finna be sleeping the ground, so work it out now with those conditions!" They all shut up then groan, causing me to look back.

"What??" I ask. Lionel speaks up, saying, "You think we ain know that?" I frown once more, tired of arguing with the boys.

"Okay then, I'm also suggesting instead of you dumbassses fucking yelling all over the place, you come up with some fucking competition or sumn to fucking decide over the stupid beds.!" I finish. They hum in agreement and begin contemplating on what they should do.

"Big crowd, hm?" I hear Tyler say from the rug. He's laying shirtless already, his 8- pack on full blast. I shake my head.

"A stupid crowd to say at best." I spout. He sits up and leans back on his hands. He looks at me with an almost dreamy look.

"I'm not like them, I just put on a front to amuse the fans. I'm really a nice guy," he snickers. I smile at his way to seem chill, it seeming genuine. "I don't doubt you; when I did listen to some of your songs as edgy as they could get you seemed laid back for the most part." I semi-compliment. He looks away, vibrating from his deep growl. I laugh.

"It was mostly, a compliment!" I say, trying to get him to look back so that I didn't feel guilty. He does finally, we making eye contact.

"Tyler," I say. "I'm sure you'll come through to me soon." I get up and pat his head, heading to my room and locking the door.

At least I hope he do.

jane catching feelings ?!! uwahhhhhh !!!!!!