Life on a bus is eventful.

Stressful as you could imagine, frightening as a grizzly bear, tiring as running 34 miles, depressing as being away, and as great as you could ever believe. It's hard though, really hard even. But the only thing harder than being here is not being here.

Not because I don't trust Ashley, because I do. I know she wouldn't cheat on me with any of these hoes she has falling at her feet at every show, press conference, meet & greet, Starbucks, Subway, guest performance, interview she does/attends. I know that she knows what we have. I know that she wouldn't want to ruin that.

We've been on tour for 2 weeks of this one month long tour. They are thinking of extending it, but I think that I'd have to skip out on that one. We don't spend every night in the bus though, we sometimes rent hotels for overnight stays. There is only one room in the bus, which we all had to fight our asses off for. Ashley, of course, won because she's the best at everything so I guess it's more fortunate that we've got the room and such. Believe me, sharing a bathroom and a bus with three boys (and your girlfriend) is hard. Add on the driver as well. Craig is fine, considering he never really bothers anyone- he just keeps to himself most of the time which I love about him. He's a really great guy. Chris is great, because he always is, even though he's a pig and never cleans up after himself though. His girlfriend Laura comes to visit us on the bus once in awhile with CJ, so she tends to clean up for him. It's cute, in my opinion. Aiden is the absolute worst though. He whole heartedly believes that Ashley is his sister (which I love him for) and continues to refer to me as his sister in law (which I love as well), but again, he just got married and doesn't feel the desperate need to ever clean after himself, no matter what the situation.

Fun.

They're wrapping up a show right now. I'm backstage and I can hear everything. Aiden is thanking everyone for coming to see them tonight, and they all cheer because that's pretty much what they're supposed to do. Finally, he gives them a goodnight and they come flooding backstage, all sweaty and covered in filthy.

Ashley looks especially dirty tonight. She's wearing tight black ripped skinny jeans with her favorite ACDC shirt, tied in a knot on her hip. With that, she's wearing a red bandana around her head to go with her new red guitar she just bought. She smiled once she saw me, "Well aren't you the most beautiful girl in the world."

I looked down at my outfit; old jeans I had since I was in High School and Ashley's favorite blue button down. Not very special to me.

"I'm looking at her," I smiled as she kissed me on the cheek.

After that, we all drove over to a local hotel to check in. We stay in hotels at night when there are two shows lined up for us and they're in pretty close areas. We don't stay in rooms much, so when we do, we each have our own room (thank God).

Aiden is having a hotel party at his tonight. Upon being 'separated' from his wife, he has... gone crazy. Not gone crazy crazy, but he's like a caged animal. When he got married, he got a collar put on him and he was set to live, with his wife, in their mansion on their way to forever. Upon the collar came things that Aiden could not handle, therefore he went rapid in his cage. His wife didn't enjoy it, so here he is; back on tour, without his wife. Back on tour and partying for all the time he couldn't.

I don't blame him for it, since that's what generally happens with most marriages. But all it does is make me think about Ashley and what will happen when, or if, we get married. I don't want to cage her. I don't want her to go rancid under me.

I don't want to get separated.

Here we are though; in Aiden's hotel while he does a keg and me and Craig are sitting on the bed in the back of the room. It's a really fancy hotel, so I have no idea why Aiden picked this room to trash. He's definitely going to be paying for the damages with all the people in here.

"I wonder how Casey is," Craig says as he stares over at Aiden, whom is upside down over a keg and listening to chants coming from all around him, including my girlfriend whose chants I can hear the loudest.

Casey is Aiden's wife, whom is left at home looking after her and Aiden's two dogs, Sparky and Lola.

"Devastated probably," Craig continues before taking a sip of his beer. See, Craig is the sensitive boy that every girl wants. He's pretty much the epitome of the cutest boy on the face of the planet. Hell, if I were straight, I would probably give him a go. But upon being famous, it's hard to find someone that actually loves you for you. "She probably misses him."

"Well she did spend the last 6 years with him," I cleared my throat, sitting up. Craig was staring at Aiden while I sat staring at Ashley. "That's definitely someone you'd miss."

"Yeah," Craig shook his head. He looked back at me, adjusting his hat. "Do you think that they'll get back together? Think that all they needed was some time apart?"

"I don't know," I shrugged. I never really thought about it like that. "They probably will. There has to be something in those 6 years that are worth staying together for, right?"

"Of course," he smiled at me, showing his perfectly straight teeth. "You don't just let that kind of people go, you know?"

"Indeed," I got up from the bed, handing him my beer. He got up as well, probably intent on walking me to my room. Craig is a hardcore mama's boy, so he knows how to treat women right. "It's fine, Craig. I'll see you in the morning, right?"

"Yes," He leaned down to hug me before jumping back on the bed and lighting a cigarette. "I have to call my mom soon anyway. Good luck getting Ashley back to her room."

I smirked and started walking to my girlfriend, whom just left the room and is no standing in the hallway right in front of me. She's pretty much wasted, and is hugging the wall.

"You alright, babe?" I wrap her arm around my shoulder as I wrap mine around her waist in attempt to walk her to our room. She smiles at me with her eyes closed and starts wobbling back to the room, which is on the other side of the hall.

"There were a lot of people in there," she says once I put her on the bed. She lays down, giving me permission to take off her shoes, which I start doing before she starts to chuckle. "Soooo much people, Spence, but I only saw you. I always only see you."

I smiled, now taking off her jeans and putting some boxers on. I leaned above her to give her a kiss, "I love you Ashley."

She smiles brightly at me, "I love my Spencieeee."

I roll my eyes, smiling and get off of her to take off her shirt.

"Aiden was talking about Casey tonight," She announces with her eyes closed, yawning. I can tell she's just talking about whatever she's thinking now. She yawned again, "He misses her, her her."

She giggles.

"Do you think they'll get back together?" I asked, making her sit up so I can put the shirt over her head. She shrugged.

"Of course," she yawned and laid back down in her bra. I sighed. That'll be enough for sleep I guess. "I mean like... Aiden wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. And that's like... BIG, you know? That's like.. life, Spence. I mean, if you wanted to separate from me after a few years of marriage, I'd understand, but I'd still do anything in my power for you to come back to me."

I smiled. I wasn't really expecting a serious answer, but I wasn't expecting this one either. It was drunken of course, but it was still heartfelt. In my opinion, at least.

I kissed her on the forehead and laid her to rest. I laid my own head for sleep with my arms wrapped around Ashley, wondering if in 6 years from now, she will still be telling me the things that I waited 3 years to openly hear.

AN: I know, it starts off slow, but yeahh. I named it Shine because I got more votes on Shine and even a vote for The Shine of Cosmic Love (which made me laugh) but I have another story in mind so I'll just name that one Cosmic Love when (or if) it's put up.

Anyways, let me know what you think. Thanks.