Warnings: None

Word Count: 1717

Author's Note: This is definitely one of my favorite chapters out of the whole series! I hope you guys love it as much as I do 💛 Also, apologies for any mistakes, I may or may not have edited this at one in the morning :)

You woke up to the sound of someone knocking on your hotel door. The clock on the other side of the room read 2:35, so you figured it had to be important. After an incident a couple weeks back, the crew had quickly learned not to wake you up unless it was an emergency.

You pulled on a jacket as you shuffled towards the door, hoping it made you look a little more put together.

"What's going on?" you grumbled, eyes still blurry from sleep.

"Good, you're awake," Josh smiled.

You made a face. The state that you were in could hardly be called "awake".

"We're going on an adventure," Tyler chimed in.

You blinked a couple more times just to make sure that you weren't seeing things.

"What?"

"We're stealing one of the tech vans and going on an adventure," Josh explained further.

"Stealing?"

"It's not actually stealing," Tyler said, shooting Josh a look. "We own the van."

"Yeah, but it's more fun to say we stole it," he grumbled.

"Why are we doing this?"

"Tomorrow is our day off which means management won't be mad if we sleep in," Josh smiled.

You sighed, "Let me grab my shoes."

Both of the boys smiled at this. You quickly slipped on your shoes and grabbed your room key.

"It's this one!" Josh whispered, pointing to a van up ahead.

He pulled the keys out of his pocket and unlocked it, causing the lights to flash for a brief moment. You pulled your jacket tighter around you as you crossed the parking lot, eager to get inside the warm car. Tyler snuck ahead and jumped into the passenger seat before you could get to it.

"It's freezing in here," you muttered as you reached for the seatbelt.

"I'm working on it!" Josh said.

He was bent low over the steering wheel, trying to figure out how to turn on the car. Tyler was staring him down, his own hands shaking a bit from the cold.

"Here," Tyler said, grabbing the keys out of Josh's hands.

Within seconds of Tyler taking the keys, the engine was running and the heater was starting to blow hot air into the car. You leaned forward between the two seats, eager to start warming up your freezing hands.

"What's the plan?" you asked.

"Snacks, first," Tyler said.

"Then we explore," Josh added with a smile.

Five minutes later, the three of you were pulling into the parking lot of a nearby mini-mart. You followed the boys across the parking lot, trying not to laugh at how out of place they looked in their pajama pants and sweatshirts. It was nearly three in the morning, after all.

"What should we get?" Tyler asked, already heading for the snack aisle.

The cashier behind the counter was eyeing the three of you as you moved through the store, grabbing various bags and canisters.

"Get some of those," you said, pointing to your favorite chips.

"Ok, I think we have enough," Josh said, looking down at the pile of food in his arms.

Tyler looked down at his pile too, "Agreed."

You followed the two of them up to the counter, trying to ignore the judgmental stare of the cashier. Your hands had started to shake from the cold again, so you pulled your sleeves down over your hands a bit further.

"Do you want a bag?" the cashier asked. The three of you shared a couple looks.

"I think we're ok," Tyler answered.

"Ok, have a nice night."

"You too!" you called over your shoulder as the boys scooped up your purchases.

"You doing alright, Y/N/N?" Josh asked. "You're shaking pretty bad."

"It's cold," you shrugged. "I've never dealt with being cold very well."

"One sec," he said.

Josh pulled the keys out of his pocket and unlocked the car, running forward so that he could dump all the food that he was carrying into the backseat. By the time that you had made it to the car, he had pulled his sweatshirt off.

"What are you doing?" you asked.

"Take it."

"Are you kidding? I'm not going to steal your sweatshirt. It's freezing."

"You're shaking, Y/N. Trust me, I'll be fine."

"I'm not taking it."

"Well I'm not getting into the car until you take it, so the longer you refuse then the colder I get."

Knowing that he couldn't be convinced otherwise, you reached forward and took the sweatshirt with one shaking hand. It was still warm from Josh's body heat, which proved to be quite helpful in warming your hands back up. You could just barely smell his cologne too, which was nice.

"Get the heater going!" Tyler groaned, smacking the dash impatiently.

"Chill, dude," Josh laughed as he started the engine.

"That's the problem," he groaned. "I'm too chill. Besides, not all of us get to steal your sweatshirt."

"You get shotgun so it's only fair I get his sweatshirt," you chimed in,

"Exactly," Josh said, although his cheeks were a bit more pink than they had been before.

"So, now what?" you asked.

"We're going to drive through the city and see what there is to see," Tyler answered.

"Sweet."

Your nose was practically pressed up to the glass window of the van as you looked up at the towering buildings of the city. Brightly lit signs and late-night partygoers whizzed by on the streets as Josh drove along. The car was quiet, save for the calm music that Tyler had started playing, as the three of you took in the sights.

"You doing alright, Josh?" Tyler asked.

You pulled yourself away from the window to look at Josh, curious as to what was going on. He did look a bit out of it, which was concerning considering he was driving.

"I'm just getting a bit tired," he sighed.

"I'm on it," Tyler said.

For a moment you were worried that Tyler was going to slap him straight across the face, but he only grabbed his phone. The music switched from the chill songs that been playing to the playlist that the boys always listened to before shows to get hyped up. Josh immediately looked more awake as he began to bob his head along to the song. Tyler reached forward and turned the volume up so that you could barely hear yourself think.

"How are you feeling?" Tyler yelled over the music.

"Better!" Josh answered, equally as loud.

"Y/N/N?" he asked, turning to you.

You held up a thumb, unwilling to try and scream over the music. Tyler nodded and returned your thumbs up.

You tried not to laugh too hard as Josh and Tyler performed a duet in the front seat. Tyler was going all in, running his hand along Josh's arm as he sang to him. Josh was trying his best to keep a straight face as he sang his part, although he did crack the occasional smile.

At one point, Tyler decided to open the window in order to serenade some people on the street. Cold air immediately rushed into the car and within seconds Tyler was rolling the window back up. He had hardly gotten an entire sentence out.

"Bad idea," he said, shaking his head. "Bad idea."

"What did you expect?" you laughed.

"Not that, apparently," he smiled.

You pulled out your phone to check the time. It was now close to five in the morning, meaning that the three of you had been out for close to two hours.

"Hey," you said, tapping Tyler's shoulder and motioning for him to turn the music down. "It's almost five, we should probably head back to the hotel."

"It's our day off, who cares if we're out late?" Tyler said.

"Just because you guys get the day off doesn't mean that I do. There's still tons of photos to edit and a day off is the perfect time to catch up."

"Y/N/N has a point," Josh chimed in.

Tyler sighed, "Fine, but only because I care about you."

"Thanks."

Josh turned and headed back towards the hotel. You leaned back in your seat and stared out at the buildings, singing along quietly to the music. Even though you knew you would be exhausted tomorrow, you were enjoying being out with the boys. Matthew had never taken you out on spontaneous trips like this, and it was nice to feel like you were really experiencing life.

Josh pulled back into the parking lot of the hotel. The three of you climbed out of the car, trying your best to make it look like it had never left the parking lot.

"There, they'll never suspect a thing," Josh smiled as he shut the car door.

"Don't you think they'll notice that a ton of gas is suddenly missing?" you asked.

The boys shared a look. Obviously this wasn't a possibility that they had considered.

"We'll deal with that tomorrow," Tyler grinned.

You shuffled into the hotel lobby, exhaustion once again beginning to take hold of you. The boys didn't seem much better. Josh looked like he could fall asleep on the spot.

"I'll see you guys in the morning," you said as you arrived at your door. "Or later today, I guess."

"Goodnight, Y/N."

"Yeah, goodnight."

You closed the door behind you and kicked off your shoes. Your hotel room was a lot warmer than outside had been, so you went to take off your jacket. It took you a moment to remember that Josh had given you his sweatshirt.

Josh's sweatshirt.

You grabbed it from where you had tossed it on the bed alongside your jacket, ready to take it back to his room, but you hesitated. He wouldn't miss his sweatshirt for one night. Besides, he was probably already in bed fast asleep.

You pulled the sweatshirt back on over your t-shirt and crawled into bed. Your alarm was set to go off at nine am and you needed all the sleep that you could get. The boys would no doubt try to rope you into another crazy adventure tomorrow, not that you would mind. They had quickly become your best friends.

A smile crept onto your face as you started to drift off to sleep. Tonight had been good.