Age Is Just a Number

~Olive's point of view~
we just got back on the bus from the venue.
the show was good.
but i'm tired as fuck.
i said my goodnights and went to bed.
but i couldn't help but think and worry.
Daniel is a really nice guy.
when he passes Mike is going to break.
i'm more worried about Mike than anything.
then someone slid open the bunk certain and laid beside me.
i turned around to see Ben
i just snuggled up to him and wrapped my arms around his waste.
"Olive i honestly don't think i have talked to you much in the past week, i miss you" he said while pouting
i kissed him.
"i have been busy."
"i'm stealing you for lunch tomorrow and i'm not taking no for an answer." he said with a smirk.
i laughed
"ok"