“Okay, but keep it down. When the others get here you may want to come on to bed.” He gives me a hug then heads back to the bunks. I turn on the TV and smile when I find the channel airing The Golden Girls. It was only a few minutes later when the bus door opens and the rest of the guys get on.
“Hey” Scot says to me. He is the keyboard player, I haven’t been around him much. If he’s on the bus he is mostly in his bunk. I just nod at him as he walks by. John and Dave smile and keep walking. I want to kick myself for how excited I am over waiting for Justin to get on. Like always he is the last one on, he smiles when he see me then laughs when he sees what I’m watching.
“You started without me!” He laughs and sits down across from me. We stayed up till three in the morning watching TV together. I ended up having to get my comforter off my bed, he laughed and asked me why didn’t I ask him to get it for me, I said I can get my own blanket. Other then that we didn’t talk much. I did catch him looking at me a few times, he would just smile then go back to watching TV. When we did go to bed I crashed I was so tired, but relaxed also.
THE NEXT DAY was a driving day, the only time we could get off the bus was when we stopped to eat. Even then I didn’t want to get off, I had Chris bring me something from where ever they ate at. I spent most of the day in the back room reading or listening to music. I was just happy to be left alone. It was a little after six when I heard a knock on the door.
“Yeah?” I yelled at whoever was there.
“Can I come in for a minute?” It’s Justin!
“Sure” I sit up and fix my pony tail. He walks in and shuts the door, don’t know if Chris will like that. He comes and sits right beside me, Chris may not like this either.
“You’ve been back here all day, are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine.” I smile and turn off my Kindle and lay it on the table.
“I’m so glad you like this.” He says picking up my Kindle then laying it back down. “To be honest I was worried if you would or not. When my mom showed it to me I thought, what if she doesn’t like to read or what if she has one already.” He softly laughs.
“I love it, I’ve wanted one for a while. Trust me it will be very well used. It will help me pass the time.” I play with my comforter which is laying on my lap.
We spent the next hour talking about our favorite books and types of books we like or hate. It amazed me to find out he likes romance books, most guys hate them. We both hate horror books, he likes mystery novels, me not so much. Turns out he has read Pride and Prejudice more then once and we started fighting about the real reason Elizabeth fell in love with Mr. Darcy. He thinks its because Mr. Darcy paid Wickham to marry her sister after they ran away together. I pointed out to him that she was already showing feelings for Mr. Darcy before that even happened. We both jumped when there was a knock at the door, then Chris walked in.
“Flower, you okay?” He looks from me to Justin.
“Yeah I’m good, are we going to stop for dinner?” I smile at him trying to let him know I’m really okay.
“John said there is a place a few exits up that has great Mexican food. I wanted to ask you if you would come with us.” He looks at Justin then at me, then arches his eyebrow in a silent question.
“Yeah, come eat dinner with us.” Justin says taking my hand and trying to pull me up. I let out a giggle, but when I see Chris’s face I cover it with a fake cough.
“Justin can I talk to my sister for a minute please?” Chris asks. Oh no, I know that voice. Justin just nods at him then smiles at me as he leaves.
“Please don’t start in on me. I was being nice like you said, turns out we have a lot in common.” Why does he make me feel like a child who got caught doing something wrong?
“Flower, I know I said to be nice to him. I know I also said to try and make some friends but you and Justin…..” He stops and looks like he is trying to find the right words to say. I think I know what he wants to say.
“Chris I’m not going to be anything but friends with Justin, and right now I don’t know if we are even friends yet. We were just talking, nothing more. I can see that you think it may lead to more in another way but it won’t I promise. But will you let me enjoy that for once someone wants to talk to me without wanting something from you?” I look down as I say the last part. This is the first time ever that someone we were touring with wanted to be nice to me without wanting to sleep with Chris.
“I trust you, but he is a nineteen year old boy. I know what it is like to be that age and around young girls too.” He laughs and finally comes and sits down.
“Chris trust me on this, that will never happen with Justin. And I’m still freaked out that I am even thinking about a friendship with someone. But maybe we get along so well because we are so close in age.”
“Okay,
