It's Never Gonna Be Too Late.

We Both Wantted It.

I woke up with a massive headache.
I barely remembered where I was or what I was doing.
But of course we were touring again, and the long two months had started.
I found myself resting on Bob who was staring at the floor.
"How long have I been asleep for? And what time is it?" I asked him.
"Eight hours maybe? It's about ten or so."
"Wow, really? I better get up."
I leapt off the bed and headed for the bathroom to freshen up.
Mikey had come out as soon as I was infront of the door, smiling at me.
I smiled back, blushing a little.
After looking at myself in the mirror and throwing some water on my face, I went back to the bunks.
The bus had stopped.
Everyone was standing up and ready like they were getting off the bus.
"Where are we going?" I asked to anyone.
"For a walk, some fresh air. Join us, would you?" Gerard said.
"Sure."
"I'm going to stay here, guys," Mikey said, no one really caring.
We got off the bus and I took in the inviting air.
Rethinking my deicision, I looked at Bob and said, "I don't think so. I still feel kind of tired. I'll see you later?"
I kissed him and went back onto the bus.
Mikey was standing up, ready to go outside.
"Hey, what are you doing back?"
"I wanted to sleep."
"No you don't. What's the real reason?"
I sighed. "To do something we've both been longing for."
His eyes spoke for him, telling me he knew what I wanted.
Within seconds our lips connected.
As I opened my mouth for entrance, we began moving towards the back of the bus.
We cautiously went into the bathroom and left the door slightly ajar.
He set me up on the sink and continued to kiss me.
I think he sensed I wasn't able to breathe, so he moved to my neck, forcing me to throw my head back.
Taking pleasure from it, he stopped.
He was looking at the door.
I understood why.
There stood Ashe, in shock and awe.