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I woke up to an empty bus a knot in the pit of my stomach. I was still fully clothed and spread out over the bench behind the table. I sat up straight and stretched. The clock on the microwave said it was 2:45 am. When the hell had I passed out?

The main room was deserted but I could hear voices coming from the bunks. I trudged over and tried to open the door as quietly as I could. John lay sleeping at my waist and Kennedy and Britta above my head.

"Sierra?" I heard a voice whisper and looked ahead of me. Garrett and Pat sat across from each other in their bunks and turned to face me.

"Hey guys," I whispered in a husky "just woke up" voice. "I uh, I kinda have no idea how I ended up here."

"Recap," Pat began with a chuckle, "you got smashed and passed out on the floor."

"But I woke up on the bench," I replied.

"Because I put you there," Garrett explained, "everyone else was to drunk to walk, let alone carry you to a safe place to lay down."

"You weren't drunk?" I asked.

"I don't drink," he replied with a shrug.

Great. I had made a fool of myself in front of a guy who didn't even drink. Just fucking great.

I looked around at the bunks at my waist and above my shoulders, Rachael were no where to be found.

"Where is everyone?" I asked.

"Rach went home a few hours ago," Garrett replied.

"How long have you been in here?" I asked.

"A few hours I'm guessing," Pat replied, "I hate passing out drunk so I usually just stay up and talk to someone until I'm sober."

"And usually that someone is me," Garrett joked.

I giggled and grabbed hold to the bar above my head, "so, what the hell should I do?"

"You can crash here if you want," Garrett replied, "we're going to the same place in the morning."

"I don't think there's any bunks left." I gazed around the room.

"Well you can bunk with me," Pat offered.

"Pat you snore," Garrett teased. "and you're a bed hog. Si, you can bunk with me."

I could feel my cheeks reddening, was he serious? Bunk with him? This had to be a joke.

Pat swung his legs up in his bunk and lay down as I climbed the steps up to Garrett's bunk. It was cozy and Garrett and I would have some breathing room. I still couldn't believe it by the time I reached the pillow.

"G'night," Garret whispered before he shut his eyes. I kept mine open and watched him begin to fall asleep. His chest rose and fell as he took in and let out each breath. I could feel my hands shaking as I still couldn't believe where I was at the moment.

"Are you going to sleep?" Garrett asked as a smile appeared on his face and his eyes peeled open.

"Yeah sorry," I whispered, my cheeks turning red.

"Goodnight Sierra," he said again.

"Night," I replied. I tucked my hand under the pillow and closed my eyes. After a few seconds I heard Garrett whisper, "are you cold?"

"I guess so," I replied, my eyes still closed.

"Come here," Garrett instructed me. I opened my eyes and read his face to see if he was serious., He held up the edge of the blanket that lay over his body. I looked into the darkness between me and his body under the blanket and pictured myself there.

"If you're cold come on!" he whispered.

All I could do was shake my head as I crawled over next to him. He lay the blanket on me and asked if I was warming up.

"Uhm hm," I replied, nervous to breathe.

"Final goodnight," he whispered.

I closed my eyes and tucked myself up next to Garrett's chest. I tried to fall asleep but I couldn't. My heart was beating a million bests per second and was waiting for Rachael to walk in the door at any second.

Against my best judgment I had to ruin it, "Isn't this going to be bad in the morning," I whispered.

"What do you mean?" Garrett asked.

"I mean, everyone's going to wake up and see us sleeping next to each other…"

"So what?"

"You have a girlfriend…" I began.

"And, it's not like we're doing anything."

"Yeah, I guess you're right."

"Unless you want to do something…"

I looked up at Garrett in astonishment. Was he being serious? Was I hearing things?

"Garrett, I…"

"No one has to know," he began, "it can be our secret."

"But that's not fair to Rachael…"

"She's not going to know," Garrett winked and I could feel my stomach doing flips.

"You're serious about this?"

"Don't be so nervous," Garrett chuckled, "it doesn't look good on you."

"I'll try and be less nervous…" I shrugged.

Garrett smiled and lay his arm over me. I could feel his hand venturing down my back and I took in a sharp breath.

"There's nothing to worry about," Garrett whispered before pulling me into a kiss. My head was spinning as we kissed harder and he pulled me in a little closer. I lay a hand on his cheek and softly bit his bottom lip.

"I told you there was nothing to be nervous about," Garrett whispered.

"You were right," I purred before pulling him into another kiss. He slid his hand down my back and eventually ended up on top of him. He rest his hands on hips and I started to kiss his neck.

"Don't leave anything," he whispered in my ear.

"Somebody nervous?" I teased.

"No," Garrett rolled his eyes.

I continued to kiss his neck until Garret gripped my hips a little tighter and whispered for me to stop.

"I'm…" he began.

"You're not," I giggled.

"Trust me I am," he whispered as he motioned for me to lay down in my side of the bunk. He rolled over on his side and kissed my shoulder.

"You did this to me!" he whisper-yelled.

"Well what would you like me to do about it," I cooed before pecking his lips once more.

"You tell me," Garrett replied.

"Come here." I pulled him on top of me and lay another kiss on him. Soon he began to pull off his shirt and I froze. This couldn't be happening.

"Maybe we shouldn't," I finally whispered.

"You can't back out now!" Garrett teased, "you got me all…wound up."

"I'm sorry," I whispered, "trust me this is not what I want. But, this isn't how it's supposed to be. We're supposed to be in love…not this."

"I love you," Garrett blurted.

"I wish you meant that," I sadly replied, "but we both know you don't."

"I do!" he insisted.

I sighed and brought my hands to my face. "I'm sorry Garrett, but I can't do this."

Garrett hung his head low and finally rolled off my body. "Alright fine," he whispered. "We'll just sleep."

"I think I'm gonna sleep in the van," I replied as I began to inch towards the end of the bunk.

"You can stay here if you want," I heard him call behind me.

"Thanks, but I don't think that's such a good…" I felt my foot slip from under me as I missed the step on the ladder. I lost grip with the bed and felt myself begin to fall backwards. I opened my mouth to scream but nothing came out.

I hit the ground with a thud and the next time I opened my eyes I was…back on the bench in the main room of the van. You had to be kidding me! It was a fucking dream! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

I sat up and rubbed my eyes, suddenly I noticed someone across from me and jumped. Wait? Was it Garrett. No fucking way. He was sleeping out here too? Why wasn't he in his bunk?

I cleared my throat as I inched my way from behind the table and watched as Garrett slowly woke up.

"Hey," he whispered, "you're up."

"Why did you sleep out here?" I demanded.

"I didn't want you to wake up and be alone," he replied. "I figured when you woke up you'd be a little confused."

"Wow, that was really…nice of you."

"No problem," he replied as he sat up.

"What time is it?"

Garrett pulled out his phone and checked the screen. "It's almost 3 am."

"Holy shit," I breathed. "I got to get to the van, thank you again."

"Let me walk you to the van," Garrett suggested, "I don't want you walking around here alone."

"That'd be great, thank you."

We headed off the bus and started towards our van. I looked over at Garrett and watched as he began to bite his nails.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" I asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You slept on a freaking bench so I wouldn't have to wake up alone and now you're walking me to our van."

"We're friends, Si Si. I would do this for any of my friends…"

"Oh," I replied, dropping my eyes to the ground.

We continued to walk towards the van and began approaching Rockets bus. The sound of muffled voices began to fill my ears and I stopped. Garrett noticed and stopped too.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"You hear that," I replied, "it sounds like people talking."

"It's coming from over here," Garrett whispered and took off towards the other side of Rockets bus. I followed him to the front of the bus and stopped. He peaked his head around the bus and snapped his head back.

"Oh my…" he whispered.

"What? Who is it?" I whisper-yelled.

"Look for yourself," he motioned for me to look past him and we switched places. I held my breath and peered around the bus. What I saw almost knocked me on my ass.

Eric stood pinning a girl to the side of the bus. It took me a second to realize who it was, but when I did I nearly gasped out loud. Britta smiled and then pulled him into a kiss, her hands running through his hair as his made their way down her body.

"What the fuck," I whispered once I turned back to Garrett.

"What the fuck," he replied.

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