~~~~GERARD'S P.O.V~~~~
I swear to god these fucking flannels will be the death of us.

We're on our way home now, we've finished up our concerts and now were on a break.  Sylvia walked out of the trailer in another damn flannel. This one was red and black and she was wearing a Mice and Men tank top. 

"Bathrooms open now," She mutters and picks up her stack of books she had set outside the trailer twenty minutes ago.

Frank jumps up and rushes into the trailer almost tripping over his seven soda cans.  "FREEE WILLLYYYY" He yells as the bathroom door slams shut.

Everyone pauses for a second before realising what he said then burying into laughter.

"The hell is wrong with him?" Ryan chuckles and then looks over to Sylvia. "You taking those to the library?" He asks motioning to the books.

She nods, "mhm."

"Mind if I join you then?" He asks again. He looked like he wanted to talk with her.

She shrugs and begins walking and Ryan assumes that was a yes and follows her.

I decided it would be best to pretend I didn't hear her sleep talking last night. Good thing she stopped when we got home though, it would've been awkward if all the boys heard it too.

~~~~SYLVIA'S POV~~~~
Ryan follows me in silence as we walk, I could feel the tension in the air around him. We walked in silence, he was waiting for me to speak. However, I had no reason to speak and I enjoy my peace and quiet so I'll remain silent until he man's up to talk to me. It's obvious he felt like he was walking on eggshells with me, but he doesn't have to.. I'm getting better.

~~~~RYAN'S POV~~~~
Neither of us said a word as we walked to the library, I couldn't ask her. I hope she's alright, she seems happier now but I can't tell if she's acting or not and I'm worried. She dumps her books into the return bin and starts walking back humming a small cheerful tune.

"Hey um.. Syl-" I start, but before I can get a word out she takes off her flannel and busts into a full out sprint.

She quickly throws her flannel over some guys face completely blocking his sight.

She giggled and a familar voice goes, "fucks sake, Syl." The voice belonged to Milew who was currently being attacked by Syvia's flannel.

Gerard walks out of the coffee shop with the coffee and spots all of us standing there. Miles looks at Gerard too. His eyes pleading for help jokingly.

"HELPPPP GEEEE THE FLANNELS KILLING ME!!" Miles yells and Gerard just laughs and rolls his eyes.

"Your on your own buddy," he says and walks up to me to enjoy the 'show'.

Mikey falls to the ground pretending to be dead in an extremely overdramatic manner. Sylvia smiles and looks up at me triumphantly. Her smile was brighter then we had ever seen it be.