Chapter 9

                                    

                                          
Guess who was feeling productive? This gal. Here's the new chapter, enjoy!
                          
I sat on John's bed while he packed his bags. The clock was almost 4.15 pm and it would soon be time for them to leave for Bristol. 
                          
I didn't want to go home, not yet. I had had such a lovely day with John, first we had eaten pizza with the rest of the group and after that we had walked back to the park we had been in the night before. It was even more beautiful in the daylight. The tulips and the daffodils had seemed to be glowing. John had picked one tulip from the arrangement and given it to me. The gesture was incredibly sweet and it made me blush. We had made our way back to the venue where they had played their show and picked up my car. John had offered to drive it back to the house and I gladly let him, because my hangover was still going strong. 



                          
"I don't want to go home" I groaned and fell onto my back. The bed sheets smelled like a sweet mixture of him and I and it made me smile. 
                          
The man got up from the floor next to his suitcase and got onto the bed with me. He crawled next to me and moved a strand of hair away from my face, tucking it behind my ear.
                          
"Well you don't have to go home..." He said quietly, looking intensively into my eyes.
                          
I turned to my side so I was fully facing him. "What? What do you mean?"

                          
"Well, it's the weekend right? You don't have school. You could tag along and come to Bristol and Exeter with us. We will stay there until Monday, then it's Plymouth and Southampton and two shows in London." He suggested with a soft smile.
                          
"Are you serious? But what would I do with my car?" I said. I couldn't believe I was even considering this. Coming to Birmingham had been a really big deal for me, but joining him on tour, even if it was only for a couple of days? That's big. But then again, if I spend few more days with him, that might give me an idea of what this could be like. And if it would work out. But what about my car? 

                          
"Well, I was thinking about that earlier when we were driving back from the venue, and I thought that maybe you and I could drive it? I'd pitch in with the petrol costs, obviously. Then we'd just check into the hotel with the rest once we get to Exeter" He said.
                          
"Wait, what do you mean you were thinking about it earlier?" I asked him and furrowed my brows. The man blushed a little and looked down and his fingers, mumbling softly
                          
"Well, if I'm being honest, I don't really want you to go home yet either. So I talked about the possibilities of you staying with us for a bit longer with the lads while you and Mary were freshening up. Brian came up with the plan I just told you."
                          
I couldn't help but smile at his words. I gently stroked his cheeks with my thumb "Well I guess I can't really say no since you've already asked your friends can I?" I said and we both chuckled. 
                          
"But wait, I don't have any clothes with me! I can't come. I don't have a toothbrush, toothpaste, hairbrush, spare clothes or underwear." I listed. 
                          
"I talked about that with Mary and she offered to lend you clothes or take you shopping, whichever you'd prefer." He said and patted my shoulder. 
                          
I nodded and bit my lip. Am I going to do this. This is absolutely crazy, this is insane! Oh God, this is too much. I thought to myself and took a deep breath. This was so not me. I am an English major in the Cambridge University, I am a rational person with big plans for the future. Like the whole 'I know John Deacon' part of this wasn't insane enough, now I'm going to join him on tour? The rational and the adventurous parts of my brain were battling inside of my head and I had no idea which was going to win.