But none of that mattered now, as they sat in the back of the band bus. All she wanted to do was kiss him… but she couldn't. She couldn't bring herself to tell him that she had fallen for him in a way that she had never fallen before. He was what she dreamed of at night. They talked on the ride home that night, but it was all just friendly conversation. It was always just friendly conversation. Always. She never wanted that ride to end, even though it wasn't what she wanted it to be. As long as he was by her side, everything would be all right.
