Hide And Seek ~ Josh Dun

Chapter 4

(Josh P.O.V.)

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"HEHEHEHE."

Slowly, I open my eyes only to see Tyler standing there, his hand covering his face as he giggles like a maniac. His other hand is holding his phone.

I start to sit up, but then I realize there are hands on my head. Turning to look to the side, I see Abby-Lynn sitting against the wall, her face looking peaceful as she sleeps. I stare at her for a couple of seconds, but then I blink my eyes and snap out of it. She's so beautiful.

"Help me move her hands." I mouth to Tyler, and he nods, creeping over to the bed. The way he is walking he looks like one of those robbers from old cartoons: stepping on tip toes and hands bent. He grabs her hands and gently places them on her stomach.

I sit up swiftly, but smoothly so I don't disturb her. Crawling off of the bed, I stretch. Tyler pats my back and pulls me outside, leaving the door cracked.

"You looked like a friggin cat, Jish." Tyler giggles out, showing me his phone. I roll my eyes, but blush a bit.

"There was a whole 'nother bed. Why didn't you use it?" Ty asks, looking at me.

"I couldn't sleep. So I asked her to sing to me. And dude, I forgot how amazing it feels to have someone play with your hair. I fell asleep in like two seconds, no joke." I continue to stretch, working out the pains in my neck. Tyler smiles at me.

"You are such a cat." I look at him, my face clear.

"Hiss." I pull my hands up and pretend they are claws when I do this. Tyler bursts out laughing, his loud laughing that causes his face to turn red. He falls to the ground and I crouch down behind him, trying to hush him up.

"Tyler, please stop. You're going to wake her up." He nods, wiping underneath his eyes.

"You're such a weirdo." I help him stand up, smirking at him. "Jenna and I were making fun of you all night. Only you can have a social media crush, and then find her. Like you got luck boy." He shakes his head, smiling up at me.

"Shhhhh. Knock on wood."

"Don't make me kick you out of the band again. We are having breakfast in 30 minutes. Wake her up soon." With that, he walks back to his room.

Walking through the door, I catch Abby-Lynn starting to rub her eyes, using her fists. She looks up to see me, her eyes gleaming.

"Oh, good morning." Her voice is soft, velvety like. I smile at her, and she grins back.

"Where did you learn how to be so gentle when using your hands? You knocked me right out last night." I speak quietly, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"It's always been a trait, I guess." She winks, and to be completely honest, my stomach does a little flip. I roll my eyes to play it off.

"We have breakfast in 30 minutes. Do you need to borrow some clothes?" I look at her, rubbing the back of my neck. She is still wearing her 'I prefer the drummer shirt' but last night she borrowed some basketball shorts. She nodded, looking up at me through her eyelashes. I stand up quickly, trying to get rid of the feeling in my chest.

Walking over to my bags, I throw her a shirt. She catches it, smiles as she sees what it is, and turns around. Bending down to pick up her jeans off the floor, she stands back ip and looks over her shoulder at me.

"I'm going to change." And with that, she stripped off her short. I twirled around, my face hot. My god, She has a lot of courage.