Joe's POV:
I felt my heart beat sped up as we arrived on Taylor's tour bus. Dumb brothers, forcing me to go. I'd be better off staying on OUR tour bus eating chips. Nevermind the girl I'm in love with and hasn't said anything to. "Hey guys!" she greeted as we walked through the door. I slightly smiled at her beautiful yellow sundress she wore. Taylor wrapped her arms around Nick, then Kevin. Oh shit! She's going to want to hug me! Fuck...should I hug back? Oh fuck it I'm hugging back. She pressed her warm body against mine and I felt her arms wrap around my neck. I hugged back. The hug was for a second, but it was the closet I was ever getting to her. My eyes roamed around the tour bus. "so, you guys ready to eat?"
My eyes were glued to the mirror in Taylor's bathroom. My hands hovered over the sink and I waited. Thinking. I then flushed the toilet to make it sound like I was using the bathroom. I squeaked on the foist and soaked my hands in the water. I dried my dripping hands with the towel next to the sink and opened the door. I noticed Taylor's eyes glanced up at me and smiled. I did a little smile but quickly looked away. Fuck. I screw everything up. "Joe, you like the beatles?" Taylor looked down to my chest. What? Oh my shirt. I love the beatles! I nodded my head up and down quickly. "They're like my favorite band ever!" Taylor said excitedly. Gosh Taylor! Don't tell me these things! It only wants to make me jump up and kiss you. But of course I won't...I'm not that crazy. "Whats your favorite song of theirs?" taylor asked, obviously trying to make conversation. "All." I fake a smile through pure embarrassment and my temperature rising. "Same!" Taylor squealed. I felt my stomach screech in pain, as I felt the pizza climbing up my throat. NOT NOW JOE! Pizza chucks splattered all over Taylor's tile floor. "Joe! Are you okay?" Nick jumped up from the video game. I nodded, lie. My felt the sharp pain clench in my stomach again, and I clasped on to my stomach. "You better lay down." Taylor pulled me towards the couch on her tour bus. I laid down and felt Taylor's hand on my forehead. "He's not warm..." Taylor scrunched her eyebrows together and removed her hand from my head, sitting down on the space next to me on that couch I was laying on. "Probably something he ate." Kevin hovered over me, along with Nick. "Am I that bad of a cook?" Taylor giggled and looked up at Nick and Kevin. NO TAYLOR! your cooking was amazing. Just my nerves boiling up in my stomach. "He has at least 10 meals a day." Nick laughed. I heard Taylor giggle. "I'll clean up his puke, Tay." Kevin offered. Taylor nodded quickly, not wanting to deny. "I'm going to finish this game, then we can leave!" Nick jumped up with the XBOX remote and ran to play his game. "He's like a 4 year old." Kevin rolled his eyes and walked away. Taylor sat there next to me, staring at me. I just laid there, staring at her. "Your awful quiet Joe." Taylor laughed. I shrugged my shoulders. "Are you always like this?" Taylor asked. "NO!" I heard Nick yell, "He doesn't shut up. He's just shy around you because he-" Nick was interrupted. "NICK!" Kevin said sternly. FUCK YOU NICK. gshsjdjsjdjj. I'm going to kill you when I get home. I looked back to Taylor and she was playing with her fingers. I felt really guilty for not talking to her. She glanced back up to me and I smiled. Taylor quickly stood up and went to go help Kevin clean up.
I woke up in an unfamiliar surrounding. I scanned the room. Shit! I was still in Taylor's tour bus! I felt the blanket wrapped around me, and I sat up. I stretched out my back and stood up. It was 9:18am already?! I motioned myself to the bathroom, and tried to see if Nick and Kevin were here. "Oh Goodmorning Joe." Taylor looked up at me and sipped her coffee. I jumped a little, turning around to see taylor, fully dressed and gorgeous. "You feeling any better?" Taylor asked, placing her warm coffee mug on the counter and folding her arms. I nodded. "That's good." Taylor nodded, bringing silence for a few minutes. "You feel asleep on my couch and Nick and Kevin didn't want to wake you up so I offered to have you stay. Sorry if I got you sick by the way." Taylor stared at her feet. I shook my head no, "You didn't. Your cooking was really good." I smiled, nervous than ever. Taylor just stared at her feet some more. "Why do you hate me?" Taylor whispered, looking at her feet still.