He Has A Heart Of Fire

I shut the bus door behind me.
"Everyone ready to go?" the driver asked, being answering by several yeps and yeses.
Taz slumped down onto the couch with a huff as the bus drove off, the guys eyeing her nervously. Everyone knew that Taz being in a bad mood was not fun. They steered clear of us, even Andy, letting us talk.
"Are you going to tell me what that was about?" I asked softly.
"Can we not talk about it? Please?" she did her best puppy dog eyes, which she knew always worked on me. "Can we take my mind off it? I promise I'll tell you later."
I gave in to her. At least she wasn't snapping at me.
The guys could all tell something was up, but none of them dared to ask. Everyone just tried to cheer Taz up, which was sweet.

Taz ended up sat on the couch facing CC. Both were drinking cans of Monster and were paired up on their Nintendo DS's playing Mario Kart.
Andy went and got his acoustic guitar from the back of the bus, bringing it into the living room.
He sat on the floor next to where I was sat on the couch and started playing a familiar tune, which I recognized immediately. We began to sing together, harmonizing easily.
"Those fingers in my hair,
That sly come-hither stare,
That strips my conscience bare,
It's witchcraft."

This beautiful song had become our song. Although we were some of the most unlikely Frank Sinatra fans, it was our song. It was something much more beautiful and different to what we were used to, which was kind of how our relationship is.
Everyone was quietly listening to us. They were all still doing their thing silently, but we knew they were listening.
As we finished the chorus, I leaned forwards so that my mouth was next to Andy's ear.
He sang the verse as I quietly whispered to him, "I love you, Andy."

Notes

Sooo, just a small chapter because I've been having really bad writers block and I've been super busy but enjoy!