It has been a month of Josh trying to get Lorren to open up more.

A month of Josh utterly failing.

It's not that Lorren didn't want to share herself to him, it's she didn't really know how. She didn't want to make him feel sorry for herself, and her anxiety made her think that he actually didn't care for her, or that he would run off once he found out. She knew that was ridiculous, because his best friend publicly admits that he suffers from similar demons. She knew that Josh also had anxiety and other disorders, but she just couldn't admit out loud that she herself was broken.

Who loves broken things?

Josh held his phone in his hand, Lorren's contact illuminating the darkened bunk her was currently laying in for tour. He hasn't seen her in person since they got back on the road for their tour a week ago, but they texted every day, and skyped nearly every day. Usually he had no issue just coming up with sweet nothings to talk about with her, but this time, he didn't know what to say. Well, he knew what he wanted to say, just not how to say it. He didn't want to scare her off.

He was so wrapped up in his own thoughts, rewriting the same text over and over again, that he didn't notice someone was talking to him until the curtain that acted as a wall to hide his bunk was abruptly pulled back.

"Josh, are you even listening to me?" Tyler said, sighing heavily. He glanced at who Josh was texting, and gave him a knowing smile. "Oooooh, no. Of course you weren't."

Josh rolled his eyes at his friend and huffed in irritation.

"What?" He mumbled, locking his phone and looking at his friend.

Tyler gave him a look as he studied his face, then slowly sat down on the ground. Something was troubling Josh, it was obvious to him. He's been off since Lorren was around him last. She met up with them at their other concert dates, since they were relatively near, and Josh always insisted on paying for her to come up and see them. But now, she's working hard on her school work, and they were just too far for her to travel. It's been taking a toll of Josh, he wasn't himself.

"Is something wrong?" Tyler asked, forgetting what he was originally asking his bud.

Josh exhaled a long breath and shrugged a shoulder. There were a lot of things wrong, but he didn't like worrying his friend, so he didn't tell all.

"I just...miss her. I don't know why." He whispered quietly. "We're not dating, not that I wouldn't mind because I would love too! But... I don't think I've felt for someone so much since..." He let his voice fade away. "And, she's hiding from me still. I think she's afraid of something. I tried talking to her friends, but no one will give me anything. Jacklyn just said that Lo will tell me when she feels like comfortable, but I'm impatient. I want to help her."

Tyler gave him a small smile as he listened. He could tell how deep Josh was in with Lorren, he could see how much he cared and liked her.

"Are you worried that she doesn't like you as much?" He asked, tilting his head.

Josh licked his lips. "No." He said after a moment. No, he knew how much she liked him. He wasn't worried about that. "I want her to like herself as much as I like her."

Tyler smiled even more at that. "How much do you like her?"

The other male blushed deeply and glanced away. "A lot." He mumbled. He did like her, maybe even to the point where he would admit to loving her, but he was scared of those feelings. He looked over when he felt his friend nudge him gently.

"Tell her."

Josh sighed heavily and looked over his friends face before nodding.

"She said she has a free weekend coming up. I'm going to invite her to stay with us." He said, unlocking his phone. "Before the show, I'm going to take her out to lunch." He was slowly planning out what he was going to do to show her how much he cared.

"And...?"

"And... I'm going to ask her to be my girlfriend."

Back in Nebraska, Jacklyn glanced over when she heard a phone buzz, thinking it was hers, but it was Lorrens. Her brunette friend was currently in the bathroom, so she picked up the phone to see who it was from.

"LORREN NICOLE. JOSHUA DUN IS BUYING YOU TICKETS TO NEW YORK!"

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