Romeo In Blue Jeans

I opened my eyes and stretched. I remembered how I got into the bunk. John had carried me again. I smiled. I opened the curtain and carefully slid out of the bunk. The guys were still asleep. I could tell because they were snoring. A lot. Pat's foot was sticking out from the end of his bunk and I chuckled silently.

I tip toed to the bathroom. I brushed my hair, my teeth, and washed my face. I needed to shower so I could freshen up. We had all sweat a lot the day before. Would we be able to take a shower? I had no idea. I had never lived the life on the road.

The bus was dark and only a few lights allowed me to walk without tripping. I was glad that I had already gotten used to walking while the bus was moving. I grabbed my computer and went to the back room. I didn't want to sit in the dining room table and wake up Tim or Max. I closed the door behind me, leaving a small creak open, and turned on the light. I sidestepped bags of clothing and all sorts of things. The room was already a mess. I sat in the couch with the window right next to me. I opened the curtains so I could see outside. It was still dark, but the sun was slowly creeping out. I turned on my computer and it was 7 in the morning.

I sighed and started working on the guys' first show blog. I attached pictures to it and updated it to my blog page. I closed that window and checked my email and Facebook. My best friends had written on my wall asking me to call them every day. I would call them when everyone was awake. I didn't want to be the cause of everyone being exhausted too.

It was 10 and no one had woken up yet. I had been checking through my computer deleting things. I had turned my iPod on to listen to music, so the earphones made it impossible for me to hear anything else.

I was looking through my pictures when someone tapped on my shoulder, making me jump. I looked up to see John staring down at me, smiling. I shut off my iPod and took unplugged the earphones from my ears, blushing.

"I was trying to get your attention for about 5 minutes." He chuckled as he sat on the bench next to me.

"Sorry." I smiled.

"What were you doing?" He asked, staring at my lap top.

"I finished writing the blog for your first show and I was just listening to music and looking through my pictures." I explained, shutting off my computer and setting it on the floor.

"How long have you been awake?" He asked. He was so close that I could smell the fresh scent of mint toothpaste coming from his mouth.

"Since 7." I answered.

"I didn't see you in your bunk and I thought you had jumped out of the bus while it was moving." He chuckled.

"No," I laughed. "I just woke up and I couldn’t go back to sleep so I came back here to not wake up anyone."

"Wow. Sorry we were all asleep." He said. I gave him a little shove on the shoulder. He laughed. "What was that for?"

"Why do you apologize for sleeping?" I chuckled.

He shrugged. "I don't want you to be alone."

"Too late for that." I reminded him and he turned serious in a second. His eyes full of guilt, regret, and hurt. I wished I could have taken it back. But at the same time, it was good that he knew what I felt.

"I'm sorry about what I did yesterday. There was no excuse for me acting the way I did. I was just afraid." He said.

I shook my head. "What could you possibly be afraid of?"

"I was afraid that I was pushing myself onto you and I didn’t want you to think that I'm the kind of guy who goes around sleeping with everyone, because I'm not." He explained. We glanced into each other’s eyes and I couldn’t help but get lost in his.

"I don't think you're that kind of guy." I smiled. He smiled back. “Is this what you wanted to talk about?"

"Half of it." He answered. I saw his hand inch closer to mine. Or was that just my imagination? "I want to tell you the truth about the way I feel about you."

I could feel myself begin to blush.

"I really do like you. More than I could of expected." He continued. "I've never felt the way I feel with you with anyone. I couldn't understand how I could fall for you so fast, but Garrett told me something that completely made sense."

"Love at first sight." I whispered. He smiled and nodded. "He told me the same thing."

"Why did he tell you that?" He asked, confused.

"Because I feel the same way." I concentrated on keeping my eyes locked on his, even though I could feel myself blushing more than ever. His eyes lit when I said that. "But I'm afraid." I looked at my hands when I finished. His face had fallen from the smile.

"Why are you afraid?" He asked, his hand inching closer again.

I looked into his eyes again. "Because you're a rock star. If people would to find out about us, they would come up with these absurd stories about us. They would think I'm with you for your fame and all of the superficial things. But it wouldn’t be true. I fell for you because you're kind, funny, smart, talented, thoughtful, and more."

His fingers did entwine through mines then. I looked down at our hands and smiled.

"I don't want you to be afraid about those things. Don’t let that bring you down. What people say is nothing to the truth. They don’t know the kind of person you are. The kind of person that I've grown feelings for in just 2 days." He said.

I glanced into his eyes smiling. A tear slid down my cheek. He cleaned it away and his eyes softened more.

"Are you alright?" He whispered and I nodded. "Can you forgive me for running away from you yesterday?"

"Of course." I smiled.

"Thank you." He smiled. "Do you have anything to add to that?"

"I guess I do." I said. "I didn’t expect for things to happen like this, but I’ve never had these strong feelings for anyone until now, and in so little time." He smiled wider stroke the back of my hand.

"I still think this is crazy. Us having these feelings and wanting to be with each other in less than 2 days." I chuckled.

"Isn't love crazy, though?" He asked.

"That's true." I shrugged. It was a little soon to say that we were in love, but inside, the word felt so right to say. I scoot closer to him and wrapped my arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. He wrapped his arms around me as well. I moved my head back to be face to face with him again. My arms were still around his neck and his were around my waist.

“When I first met you two years ago that you went to our show in Florida, I felt something when I stared into your eyes.” He admitted. “It hurt to watch you walk away that day and I didn’t understand why. I thought I would never see you again. I hoped with all my might that I would.”

“I didn’t understand why you wouldn’t take your eyes off of me that day, but neither could I.” I smiled.

"Weren't we in the middle of something yesterday before I rudely ran away like a coward?" He grinned.

"Hmm, I can’t seem to remember." I smiled. "I think you'll have to jog my memory."

He smiled and we inched closer, our lips pressing together. This time, more than butterflies were set free in my stomach. I think there were doves set free this time too.

"Ah, now I remember." I smiled when we broke apart. He chuckled and stared deeply into my eyes. “What is it?”

“Your beautiful green eyes seem to drive me into a frenzy.” He whispered before kissing the tip of my nose. “Is this okay?”

“Yeah.” I smiled, closing my eyes. He was so close that I could feel his warm breath on my cheek as we both just sat there.

There was a thud outside of the room. John and I stood and walked over. John opened the door and Pat had fallen out of his bunk. His blanket was wrapped around him and he was rubbing his arm. Jared, Garrett, and Kenny were peeking out of their bunks sleepily. I bent down next to Pat and helped him out of the blanket.

"Are you alright?" I asked.

"Yeah I just hit my arm when I was coming down. I got too used to my bed back home." he answered. He moved his hand away and his arm was red. Ready to bruise.

I walked to the fridge and grabbed an ice pack. I sat next to pat again and pressed the pack on his arm.

"Does it hurt?" I asked.

"Not as much. Thanks." He smiled.

I could feel 4 more pairs of eyes on me. I looked up to see the guys smiling at me. I blushed and looked away. I helped Pat stand up and he went off to the bathroom.

When Pat finished, the rest of the guys woke up and freshened up. They had noticed me and John closer than before and they decided to interrogate us about it. We ended up telling them and they cheered.

We were sitting watching TV, starving. Max had told us we would stop for breakfast, but we were in the middle of the highway. The next exit was 5 miles away.

The guys went to change first as Tim and I cleaned a bit. I went to the back to change when the guys finished. They were wearing comfortable clothes so I put on a pair of skinny jeans and a normal fitted shirt. I put on my flats, grabbed my computer, and left the room. I fixed my bunk and put my computer on it.

Then, I joined the guys as they watched baseball. I sat in between John and Kenny. Mine and John's hands were entwined together and I rested my head on his shoulder. Kenny kept eying us and winking. I would chuckle every time he did.

The bus finally stopped and we unloaded it. We were at an ihop and there weren't many people around. We each made phone calls before going inside. When we were done, we stepped into the welcoming smell of breakfast. A waitress sat us down in the biggest table they had and gave us the menus. I sat in between Garrett and John.

We ordered and the waitress took our menus before leaving. We talked about different things and just laughed about random things.

Garrett grabbed his phone and typed on it. A minute later, my phone vibrated with a text message. From twitter and it read: @garrettmaine: ihop with great people.

"Nice" I chuckled to Garrett.

"You got that?" he asked.

"Yeah, I've had you guys on twitter for a while." I answered.

"No way." pat laughed.

"Yes way. I follow each one of you." I laughed. "I hate saying that because I sound like a stalker."

"What’s your twitter name?" Jared asked, bringing his phone out.

I grabbed a napkin and asked for a pen. Tim gave me his and I wrote my twitter name. Everyone always wrote it wrong. I handed it to Jared.

He typed around his phone and passed the napkin to the rest of the guys. In the end, all of them were now following me on twitter and they would receive my updates to their phones.

"Now we're all stalking each other." Kenny laughed.

The waitress brought us our food and we ate. When we finished, we paid the bill and left. John and I were walking hand in hand to the bus.

"Where’s today's show?" I asked.

"Home." he smiled.

"Arizona?" I asked and he nodded. "Is everyone's family going tonight then?"

"Yeah, and tomorrow we have a free day so Kenny’s parents invited everyone to a picnic." he said.

"That’s awesome." I smiled.

"You’re invited too, you know." Kenny told me.

"You’re part of us now." pat added.

"Thank you, guys." I smiled. Garrett ruffled my hair and John threw me over his shoulder. "Is this necessary?" I laughed as John continued walking with the guys behind us. The guys shrugged. "Five against 1 isn't fair."

"No, it's more like 7 against one." Garrett said.

"That doesn't help." I laughed and pushed my hair out of my face. "Are you going to let me down, John? Or are you guys going to help me?"

John set me down a little too fast and I lost my balance, falling on my butt.

"Oww." I groaned. John bent next to me and the guys surrounded us.

"I'm so sorry." John said.

"It wasn't your fault." I reassured him and laughed. It was pretty funny, so why not laugh?

"Are you okay?" Pat asked.

"Yeah." I nodded, smiling.

John and Kenny helped me up and I whipped the dirt off my pants. We climbed back into the bus and sat around playing Xbox again as the bus continued on its way. I was a little tired so I leaned against John and took a nap.

I woke up an hour later to the bus being silent. I was still on the couch with John, and everyone was on their computers doing their own things.

"How was your nap?" John asked.

"Good." I answered sleepily. He smiled and kissed my forehead.

"How much longer until we get to the venue?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.

"Just a bit. We're going to stop now to put gas, though." he answered.

"And we need to fill up on food and other things for the bus." Jared finished.

The bus stop and I went inside the small shopping center with the guys as the gas was being pumped. They bought water, energy drinks, candy, chips, and other things, but what mostly caught my attention were the boxes of beer and a bottle of vodka.

"What’s with the alcohol?" I asked as the guys finished paying.

"We can't have a road trip without a party." Kenny answered and I laughed.

We each grabbed a bag with what the guys had bought and we headed back in the bus. We arranged everything into the small kitchen as the bus set out again.

We made it to the venue and looked out the window. About 10 girls were in line only.

"At what time do they get here?" I asked.

"Let’s go find out." Jared said and we followed him outside. The girls tried to remain calm as we walked up to them.

The guys talked to them for a while and I stood behind them awkwardly.

"This is Carter and she's touring with us for fearless." John introduced me.

The girls waved hi, happily and I waved back with a smile. They took pictures with the guys and got a few things signed. They finished and we walked back to the bus. This time, we were bored.

"How about if next time we hang out somewhere else before coming?" Garrett asked.

"I agree." Jared said and they high five.

"I need a shower already." Kenny said.

"We all do, but we have to wait until after the show." John sighed. I was sitting with him in the couch, his arm around me as I cuddled against him.

"Talking about after the show." I looked up at him. "Am I staying in the bus while you guys go home?"

"Of course not." Pat answered.

"You’re welcome at any of our homes, but I guess you prefer at John's." Garrett winked.

I blushed and dug my face on John's shoulder. The guys chuckled.

After a while, I stood and grabbed my camera.

"Where are you going?" John asked.

"Outside for pictures." I answered.

"Do you want one of us to go with you?" Kenny asked.

"You guys stay here and rest for the show. I'll only be out there for a bit." I smiled.

John stood and walked me to the door of the bus. He pressed his lips against mine and I returned the kiss. He then smiled and opened the door for me. I could feel over 7 pairs of eyes watching me from the windows as I made my way to the line.

"Hi again." I smiled. They all smiled and said hello.

"Do you guys mind if I take pictures of you for the fearless site?" I asked. They agreed and I took their pictures.

"So you work for The Maine?" a girl asked.

"Not for them really, but for fearless." I answered.

"How does it feel to tour with a bunch of guys?" another girl asked.

"Awkward." I said and they laughed. "But we're just great friends so the awkwardness went away after a while."

"Are they really nice guys?" a girl all the way in the back asked me. I guessed she had just gotten here because I recognized everyone but her. She looked shy to be around no one she knew.

"Definitely." I smiled.

"Alright. I'll tell them to come talk to you guys in a bit." I told them and they waved their goodbyes. I sat in the grass and dialed my phone to call my best friend, Melli.

"Hello?" she answered.

"Hi!"

"Hey, how's everything?" she asked.

"So far so good." I answered. "I have something to tell you."

"What is it?" she asked, excited.

"John and I are sort of dating." I said.

"Oh my gosh! No way!" she squealed.

"Yeah." I chuckled.

"Didn’t you guys just meet? I mean this is only the second day of tour." she said.

"Yeah, we were confused about that too. But it all fell into place that it was love at first sight thanks to Garrett." I explained, smiling.

"Awwwww!" she sighed. "Are you happy?"

"Of course I am."

"That’s good then." she chuckle. “Who would have thought that zombie boy would be the love doctor.”

"Hi, Carter." I heard Alex call and Melli shush him.

"Was that singer?" I asked.

"Yupp, we all miss you." Melli answered. I heard singer singing in re background.

"You guys are being good right?" I laughed.

"Right." Melli laughed.

"I'll talk to you later." I said.

"Okay. Have fun!" she answered and we hung up.

I stood and walked back to the bus. I knocked on the door and Jared opened. I stepped inside and sat my camera on the table. I walked over and took my spot next to John again.

"What did you talk about with the girls?" Pat asked.

"They were asking me questions about you guys like if you were nice guys." I answered.

"Did they ask you any personal questions?" Tim joked.

"Like what?" I asked, confused.

"If you were dating one of us" Kenny answered.

"They actually didn't." I chuckled.

"What would you say if they did?" Garrett asked. I shrugged and looked at John.

"I don't mind you telling our fans about us. I don't want to keep you a secret. It's like offending you." he smiled.

"I don't care anymore if they hate me. I'm happy either way." I smiled.

"Good." he chuckled and pressed his lips against mine.

"Get a room." Jared laughed.

"That’s sort of impossible in this bus." I chuckled.

Someone knocked at the door and Max opened. It ended up being all of the guys parents. They introduced me and they liked me. Specially John's parents. Which made me happy. They were all staying for the show, so they left and went in the venue with us for soundcheck.
The rest of the night passed by normal. The show was amazing once again and we were now getting in the bus again to drop each one of us of. The guys’ parents had left on their own cars to wait for their sons to go home. John's parents had offered me to stay at their house about 100 times until I finally agreed.

We dropped off Kenny and Jared, and then it was mine and john's turn. I hugged Tim, Max, Pat, and Garrett, grabbed my backpack, which I had packed my pjs and a change of clothes and my toiletries in, and got off the bus with John.

We walked hand in hand to the door of his house as the bus drove away. He unlocked the door and let me in first. His house had a welcoming and loving feeling as he walked in after me and closed the door.

His parents bombed us with hugs again. John laughed as he grabbed me and begged them to stop.

"We need to shower and we're exhausted." he said.

"Fine." His parents sighed and walked away.

John walked me down the hallway and into his room. His room was neatly organized and his bed looked extremely comfortable.

"You can shower in my bathroom. I'll take one in my parents' bathroom." he said.

"Okay." I smiled. He pecked my lips and smiled. He led me to his bathroom and closed the door. I locked it and jumped out of my clothes, jumping into the shower. I was happy to wash my hair again. Who knew in how long our next shower would be, besides tomorrow of course.

I was now clean and happy. I dried myself with a towel John had given me and changed into my pajamas. I brushed my teeth and hair and slipped everything into a bag so I wouldn't dirty the other pair of clean clothes I had in my backpack. I stuffed it all inside and cleaned up any mess I had made.

I stepped out of the bathroom, to find John was still gone. Still showering, I guessed. I set my bag on his computer chair and sat on the bed. I was checking through my phone when I heard the door of the room open. I smiled when I saw John. His hair was wet and crazy, and he was shirtless. He was only wearing pajama pants. I couldn't help but stare at his chest and his tattoos. He closed the door behind him and moved the quilt of the bed out of the way.

"Lay down." He smiled as he turned off the lights. I crawled into his amazingly comfortable bed and he curled up next to me. He covered both off us with the quilt and I snuggled against him.

"Are you okay?" he asked. "You haven't talked much tonight."

"I'm just tired." I assured him. Inside, all I could really think about was: I’m in bed with a guy I just started dating! I knew nothing would happen between us, though.

"You woke up early today and it's already 2 in the morning." he whispered, kissing my almost dry hair now. I yawned sleepily. I pressed my lips against his for a goodnight kiss.

"Dream with angels." he whispered.

"I hope to dream with you then." was the last thing I remember saying before falling asleep.