Textbook Romance

"So," I stated as I walked aboard the bus, feeling the tires start rolling as I came face to face with Craig, "You have to promise me that the next three months are going to be the best days of my life."

Craig grinned at me and nodded his head, his long black hair flying around around his soft facial features. He walked over and wrapped his arms around my shoulders and with a comforting squeeze he promised me. "These next few months will be the best time in your entire life, Ginny."

I grinned and wrapped my arms around his waist as he led me over to the couch where the two of us sat down, still tangled up in each other's grasp. I wasn't sure where the other guys were, but I could hear the sound a shower running in the distance, almost completely over powered by the sound a t.v. coming from the back room with what sounded like gun shots being fired on it.

I figured that was what the other three were doing while Craig was sitting up front watching t.v. I pulled my sandwich out from the bag and grinned when I noticed there was barbeque sauce cups at the bottom, showing how well Neil knew me.

I took a huge bite out of my chicken nugget sandwich and moaned when the taste infultrated my mouth and took over my tastebuds. I glanced at Craig, noticing that he was watching me.

"What?" I questioned as I swallowed, wiping my face with a napkin, wondering if there was something there.

He smiled slightly, "Nothing," he murmured while shaking his head, "You're just kind of different."

I cocked my head in confusion and asked Craig, "How?"

Craig shrugged, "I don't know a lot of girls who can scarf down a burger like that."

I threw my head back with a laugh as I tossed my left arm over Craig's shoulders. "Is that such a bad thing?"

Craig chuckled and shrugged. "Maybe not."

I grinned and then took another bite of my burger. He chuckled as me as I pretended to ravage the sandwich. Craig and I ate my fries together and watched what ever movie was already on the t.v. When I heard the bathroom door open I couldn't help but look that way.

Max was walking out towards the bunks with nothing but a towel draped around his slim waist. His chest was surprisingly bare of any tattoos but his shoulders started with them and lead all the way down to his hands. His fading black hair was wet and fell in waves to his shoulders. He held his towel up with one hand as he reached up to the top bunk and rifled through his bag for clothes, I assume.

When Craig said something, I pulled my gaze away from Max and looked over to the signed, who was sending me an odd look. "What?" I questioned as I popped another fry into my mouth.

Craig glanced to Max and then back to me before he shrugged and said, "Nothing," while licking his lips.

I looked to Max and then back to the smirk on Craig's lips. "Hey!" I shouted as my thoughts caught up to his. I elbowed him in the side as my outburst caused Max to look to us with confusion in his eyes.

"I have a boyfriend!" I yelled at Craig in defense as he held his hands up.

"I didn't say anything!" he claimed with a smile, finding it funny that I was getting so defensive.

"You were thinking it!" I shot back at him, watching as he laughed.

"I wasn't thinking anything," he countered.

I just 'humph'd' and glared at him as I crossed my arms and turned back to the television. Craig laughed and wrapped his arm over my shoulders. But I couldn't help but glance back at Max as he walked away with clothes in hand, the muscles in his back flexing as he went.

I heard Craig chuckle from beside me. My glare snapped to him automatically.

We were silent for a little bit and then Craig started asking questions about me. "So, how old are you?" he questioned as he turned his gaze from the movie to me.

"Just turned 19," I told him with a smile.

He looked shocked for a moment, "Wow," he murmured, "You're young."

"And what are you, 50?" I snapped back at him, wondering how I was so young when he was barely older than me.

Craig glared, "No. I'm 25."

"Well, If I'm young that must mean you're old," I laughed as he pushed me.

"Am not."

I grinned and shrugged as I stood up to go toss my trash away in the bin. When I turned around Max was walking out from the bathroom, fully clothed. There were black and red ball shorts covering his waist and a black t'shirt clothing his chest. His hair was obviously not brushed and it hung around his face, dripping onto his cheeks and shoulders.

I cleared my throat and wandered back over to the couch, pulling my laptop out of it's case and opening it up.

"I hope you know you're not going be able to get internet on the road," Craig told me as Max sat down on the couch across from us. I snapped my fingers once and pointed at Craig and then I reached into my case and pulled out my internet plug, the kind that plug right into the USB slot.

Craig hummed and said, "Fancy." Causing me to chuckle.

"Yes sir. It's how I stay connected," I told him with a grin as I logged into my account, seeing the picture of Neil and I together right before Christmas.

"How long have you two been together?" Craig asked, glancing at the screen.

I smiled slightly, "Five months, three weeks."

Craig laughed at my knowledge, "Not counting the days, are we?" he joked.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes, glancing at Max and wondering why he was being so mellow again now. His eyes were closed as he leaned back on the couch, resting his head against the cushion.

"So," I questioned, not taking my eyes off of the long-haired bassist, "Is this as rowdy as you boys get or can I expect a party sometime soon?"

"You haven't seen nothing yet," Max murmured with his eyes still closed, "We fuck shit up."

I shrugged, "I can totally tell."

Craig laughed sarcastically as Max's face crinkled up in distaste.

I closed my computer, having no interest with it, and stuck it in my bag. "Lets do something," I whined, wanting to see the rowdy ETF boys from earlier.

Craig asked, "Like what?"

Causing Max to look up and smirk at me, mumbling, "I can think of a few things."

I rolled my eyes at him. "I have a boyfriend," I told him with a sarcastic smile.

He just laughed and sat up straight, adjusting his t'shirt as it rode up. "Lets face it, you know you want me," he stated in a cocky way as he licked over his snake-biten lips.

"You wish, Max," I replied with a growl, not enjoying talking to him at all.

He laughed, "You called me out earlier, baby. Of course I wish. That's what I was wishing for in the shower too."

My eyes grew wide as realization set in. "Ew," I chanted, "You're fucking disgusting."

He laughed and threw his head back. "I can't help it," he said, "I'm a man."

That caused me to laugh. "More like a boy playing pretend," I said as I chuckled darkly, meeting his hazy green eyes with my own caramel colored ones.

Max shrugged, "Maybe so," he murmured as he sat forward, resting his elbows on his knees, "Why don't you come over here and find out for yourself?"

I stood up and shook my head at him, "I'll pass this time." I glared as I walked away, towards my bunk where I'd decided that I wanted to watch a movie on my computer. I pushed my bag up there and then climbed up, feeling exicted that I got my own bunk in a tour bus, much like I had thought about when I was younger.

A few minutes later I heard Max shout, "Why don't you just shut the fuck up man!" and then Craig shouting back at him but not loud enough for me to catch. I decided that it wasn't any of my business, so I put my headphones in and started my movie, grinning when Shia Labeouf appeared on my screen.

"What the hell?" I shouted as a lanky, dark-haired figure climbed into my bunk and shoved me over so he could lay next to me. "Max, what do you want?"

He just grinned lazily and pointed to my computer, "I love this movie."

I glared as he made himself comfortable. "Get out," I demanded as I pointed to his own bunk, across from mine.

He shrugged and put his left arm around my shoulders and offered my a smile, "Nah, I don't think I will."