Warnings: Angst (Honestly, did you really expect any different?)

Word Count: 1714

Author's Note: I'm just going to skip the author's note on this one and let all of you enjoy this chapter :)

"Here you go," one of the crew members said, handing you your suitcase.

"Thanks," you smiled, taking it from him and walking over to stand by the boys.

"Got everything?" Josh asked.

You readjusted your camera bag on your shoulder. It was a bit awkward to carry both it and your suitcase, but you were making it work.

"Yeah, I've got it."

You walked inside and took a seat in one of the lobby's chairs while the tour manager got everyone checked into their rooms. Tyler walked over and leaned on the armrest of the chair that you were in.

"I'm ready to pass out," he said, running a hand through his hair.

"Me too," you answered. "Too bad I have a ton of photos to edit."

"Hey, Y/N!" the tour manager called.

You looked over to where he was standing by the front desk. He was frantically waving you over.

"Watch my stuff," you said as you got up.

"Hey," he said with a sigh. "We have an issue."

"What's going on?" you asked, eyebrows furrowed.

"Well, because of the slip up and not getting rooms booked until tonight," he said, shooting one of the other crew members a look. "We don't have enough rooms for everyone. I'm going to need you to double up with someone. Keep in mind you'll be sharing a bed."

"Alright, I can room with Tyler."

"He already has a room buddy."

"Ok, so who's left?"

"Josh."

You looked over your shoulder to where he was sitting, totally unaware of the predicament you two had now been placed in.

"There's nobody else?" you asked, dropping your voice to a whisper.

"Unless you want to sleep on the bus alone."

You bit down on your lip. How bad could one night with Josh be? It definitely wouldn't be anywhere as bad as being on the bus alone.

"Alright, I can room with Josh."

"Thank you so much," he said, turning back to the front desk.

You shuffled back over to where Josh and Tyler were and flopped back down into your chair.

"What was that all about?" Tyler asked.

"They didn't book enough rooms so they were asking who I wanted to share with."

"Oh yeah, they told me about that," Tyler said. "Who did you end up with?"

"Josh."

He looked up at the mention of his name, "We're rooming together?"

"Yeah."

He nodded slowly and looked back down at his phone. You looked to Tyler, who gave you what was supposed to be a reassuring smile.

"Alright, come get your room keys," the tour manager called.

You got your key and followed everyone into the elevator. Josh and Tyler were on either side of you.

"This is us," Josh said, leading you out of the elevator.

You turned and looked back at everyone, wondering why they weren't following you.

"I'm on the next floor," Tyler shrugged.

"We had to take what we could get," the manager chimed in.

You nodded before turning to follow Josh down the hall. He walked up to your room and opened the door, allowing you to walk in first.

"Thanks," you said, immediately claiming the table in the corner of the room with your camera equipment.

"Only one bed, huh?" he asked, setting his duffel bag on it.

"Yeah."

You immediately pulled out your laptop and got to work editing photos. It was already late, and you wanted to get as many done as you possibly could. Thankfully, Josh had disappeared into the bathroom, allowing you to focus.

Movement on the other side of the room caught your eye as you were editing a photo of Tyler. You glanced up to see what was going on, only to see a very shirtless Josh standing just outside the bathroom. He had a towel wrapped low on his hips and there were still droplets of water on his torso.

"I forgot my clothes," he explained upon noticing you staring.

You nodded quickly and turned back to your laptop, refusing to look back up at him. No matter how upset you were with him, you couldn't help but admire how good he looked. The way that the water had looked on his stomach was just...

You shook your head and pushed the image of Josh from your mind. The sooner you got over your feelings for him, the happier that you would be. Something between the two of you just wasn't destined to happen.

"This is for you," Josh said.

You looked up to see a now fully clothed Josh standing in front of you; you had been so focused on editing that you hadn't even heard him walk out of the bathroom. There was a ten dollar bill in his outstretched hand, which you hesitantly reached forward and took.

"What is this for?" you asked.

"You said I owed you ten bucks if you didn't have a good time at the party," he said with a lopsided smile.

"Oh, thanks."

"Do you mind if I turn on the TV?" he asked as he walked over and took a seat on the bed.

"Go for it," you answered.

The two of you spent the next hour in silence. Josh bounced between actively watching TV and scrolling through his phone, meanwhile you continued to work away on editing photos. You eventually decided that you had done enough work for the night and got ready for bed.

"Do you want me to turn the TV off?" Josh asked as you crawled under the covers.

"It's fine," you said. "I don't mind the noise."

"No, I should probably get some sleep."

"Ok."

You set an alarm for the next morning on your phone before you laid down. Your back was to Josh, but you could feel him shifting around and getting comfortable. It was quiet for a while, and you were actually beginning to think that getting through the night would be relatively painless.

"Can I ask you question?"

You had just started to fall asleep when Josh broke the peaceful silence of the room. It should have been expected that you two weren't going to get through the night without having some form of serious conversation.

"Sure," you said, adjusting slightly.

"Are you upset with me?"

You reached up and rubbed your eyes, "That's a loaded question."

"I know it is, but things between us have just been so different lately and I need to know if I did something wrong."

"You didn't do anything wrong. I'm just upset about something dumb."

"Is it related to me?"

"I mean," you sighed and rolled onto your back. You didn't want to lie to him. "Yes."

"Was it something I did at the party? Because we were fine before that, right?"

"Yes, we were fine before that. And yes, I'm upset about something you did at the party."

"Was it because I was drinking?"

"Josh," you sighed, burying your face in your hands. This was not a conversation you wanted to be having right now. "No, I don't care if you drink."

"Then what was it?"

"It's dumb."

"If it was upsetting to you, then it definitely isn't dumb. If I did something wrong, I want to fix it, no matter how dumb you might think it."

"I was upset because you kissed that girl."

"You know about that?"

"Are you kidding? I watched it happen."

"You did?"

"Yeah. Tyler sent me to go get you and tell you it was time to go. I was waiting for you to finish your conversation with her but you just kissed her instead."

You weren't entirely sure why you were so readily admitting all of this to Josh.

"Why did that bother you?"

"I just thought maybe... nevermind."

"Thought that what?"

"No, it's nothing. Just forget I said anything, Josh."

You turned back onto your side and closed your eyes. Admitting all of that had been a bad idea, you were giving too much away.

"I don't have any feelings for her. If I'm being honest, I'm not entirely sure why I kissed her in the first place."

"Really?"

"Yeah. There was someone else at that party who I would have much rather been spending my time with."

Your heart was pounding as you turned so that you were laying on your back again.

"Yeah, I think Tyler missed you," you laughed.

Josh let out a little laugh, "I'm sure he did, but that's not who I mean."

You turned your head to face him. The room was dark, but you could just make out the shape of Josh's features. He was looking directly at you.

For a moment you thought that Josh was moving closer to you, but you quickly wrote it off as the light of the room playing tricks on you. It wasn't until his nose was a few centimeters from yours that you realized he had been getting closer. Your heart was pounding in your chest as you looked into his eyes. They were shining ever so slightly in the moonlight.

"Do you mind if I-?"

You cut him off, "Please."

He leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours. They were soft, and you could just barely taste the mint from his toothpaste. The kiss was gentle and you never wanted it to end. You nearly melted when he reached up and rested a hand on the side of your face.

Your lips were still tingling when he finally pulled away.

"Wow," he said softly, one hand still resting on the side of your face.

"I could say the same," you giggled.

"Listen, I'm so sorry that I ever upset you. Trust me, I never want to do that again."

You reached out and ran a finger along his jaw. His stubble was rough against your skin, "Hey, it's ok. We all make mistakes."

He smiled and closed his eyes, looking quite possibly the happiest that you had ever seen him.

"You should get some sleep, Josh," you said quietly. "You have another show to play tomorrow."

"You're right," he said, adjusting himself. "You should sleep too."

"I will."

He gave your knuckles a quick kiss before turning onto his side. You did the same, although now you couldn't keep the smile off your face.