The bar had been very sorry about how the band had been treated and had plied them with alcohol as an apology. The band then in turn shared with the rest of us. Once the Station had gotten off stage they had joined in on the drinking. It felt like what I would imagine a frat party to be. There had been beer pong set up, several different bongs had been passed around and loads of girls who didn't belong back stage had shown up. Tyler had made sure to put all of their personal items back in the tour van before it had gotten too crazy.

Ty had spent the night with his arm around my waist, a gesture I was beyond grateful for. Social situations where everyone got fucked up still make me cringe. I didn't like the idea of being out of control. I had taken it slow at first, easing my way into the drunken waters. Several hours in though and I was feeling the buzz for sure. I watched in swirled haze as girls grinded on each other in front of the band members. A few brave ones even started to basically give them a lap dance. 

I felt bile start to rise in my throat. I needed some air. I stumbled away from Tyler to see if I could find a toilet. I watched as Jace Dempsey walked out of the restroom. A girl followed him. 

Ew.

Even drunk I could tell he looked rough compared to the last time I had seen him. I wondered if he was sick? I locked the door behind me. I felt myself start to lose my balance and I grabbed ahold of the corner of the counter to steady myself. I sat down on the toilet and started to do my business finally. I felt like I was going through slow motion. I held my hand up to try and ground myself. There was a small amount of white powder on my palm.

What the fuck?

I was nervous to bring it near my nose to see what it was. I had a pretty good idea what it was and I wasn't okay. I wanted it off of my hands, now. I first used toilet paper to wipe it off so that I could wrap up my business there on the toilet and then I went to scrub it off my hands like my life depended on it.

I needed out of here. Luckily, Larry, the tour manager was sober enough to drive us all in the tour van. It looked like the party was wrapping up. The Station went in one van and we went in another. We piled in on top of one another. I watched as Jensen and Wally made out in the backseat. Tyler had me firmly on his lap.

"You okay, Baby?"

I shook my head softly, no. "Too much to drink."

Tyler smiled, "My sweet little light weight. We'll get you back to the room and get water in you."

The sleeping arrangements looked a little chaotic when we got back to the hotel. The record label had given Brenna her own room and the boys were sharing an adjoining room. Both rooms had two queen sized beds in them. Elle and Aaron claimed the spare bed in Brenna's room. Brenna had claimed Dylan as her sleeping buddy since she knew there was zero chance he'd get handsy. Tyler and I had claimed one of the beds in the boy's room. Kevin the drummer and Wally were in the other bed. This left James and Jensen with the couches. I could tell Wally wanted Kevin to offer his side of the bed to Jensen. I hoped that that wouldn't happen. I crawled into bed with Tyler wearing only his t-shirt and my underwear. I didn't care who saw my ass at this point. 

It was dark and the room was full of snoring boys when I felt myself being jolted awake. I looked up groggily to see Jensen crouching beside my bed.

"You okay?" I asked. Sleep threatening to take my brain back over.

"I can't sleep. That couch is hard as a fucking rock."

I was in the middle of the bed already. Tyler had his arm wrapped around my waist even in his sleep. I slowly pulled the covers back and let Jensen crawl into bed with me. She faced me so that our noses were touching.

"Better?"

"So much better. Thank you, Lexi Lou."

I drifted back into a hazy sleep.

In what felt like minutes later I was being stirred awake again. This time it was the sun shining directly into my eyeballs. No one had bothered to close the blinds last night. We were all pretty shit housed so I wasn't surprised. 

I felt Tyler's hard morning wood against my ass. My hand had landed across Jensen's waist; her legs were intertwined with mine. I was also curled into Tyler. It felt like a 3 way pretzel and I was painfully aware of how unintentionally turned on I currently was. I lay there, afraid to move, not wanting to wake either of them.

"Who's on the other side of you?" I finally heard a sleepy voice whisper in my ear.

"Jensen. She couldn't fall asleep on the couch." I whispered back. Tyler began kissing my neck and nibbling on my ear.

"That's hot. She can stay." He joked. 

I rolled my eyes, "She's made for a nice cuddle buddy this week."

"Week?"

I nodded. I hadn't thought to tell Tyler about Jensen spending the week with me. 

"Her folks have been out of town."

"Ah. Thought you were replacing me there for a moment."

"Afraid she'll decide to upgrade?" Jensen chuckles as her eyes flutter awake.

"I think she likes the model she has." Tyler quips back. I wasn't sure if he'd meant for it to sound so curt. 

"Relax, Mason, she's all yours."

His arm tightened around my waist. 

Had we made him... jealous?

The thought made me laugh inwardly. I slowly grinded my hips around his still hard cock.

"Watch it Lex, or I'll have to go to the bathroom to get off."

I smiled devilishly at Tyler, "I wouldn't mind helping you in there."

"You're not fucking my cousin in here."

I looked up to see Dylan staring down at us. I felt my cheeks go bright red.

"Good Morning to you, too, Dyl."

"I need to Uber over to the club to get my car."

Tyler shook his head, "I'll text Larry to come and shuttle you all over there."

The thought of having to leave so soon made me sad.

"Wanting to hit the road so soon?"

"I've got plans today, Lex, sorry." 

"You could stay with Aaron and me?" Elle was walking through the adjoining door.

"You're not going back?"

She shook her head, no. "We're staying with them through tonight's show and then hanging out with Brenna for a few days before heading back."

"You don't have work until Thursday this week, I checked the schedule yesterday." Jensen added.

I turned to face Tyler, "Would you be okay with me tagging along for a few days."

Tyler's eyes grew wide with his smile, "Fuck yes. Stay, Baby."

"Let me call my dad."

It was late enough in the morning I knew he'd be awake. I headed into the bathroom for a little privacy.

"Good Morning, Lexi." Dad sounded like he'd already had his coffee this morning.

"Morning, Daddy." I tried not to sound as hung over as I felt.

"You headed home? How was the show?"

"It was great. Elle and Aaron actually decided to stay the next few days to hang out with Brenna. Elle wanted to know if I could stay too so that there's another girl around?"

He was quiet for a moment, "You'll stay in Brenna's room?"

"Of course." I lied straight through my teeth.

"How many days?"

I leaned out the bathroom and looked at Tyler, "How many days?"

"We're headed out to our next stop today, we play a show tonight and then a show on Tuesday. You'll be home late Tuesday night."

I leaned back into the bathroom, "I would be home after their show on Tuesday."

"I'll send you some money so you can buy some toiletries and clothes. I assume you'll need those?"

"Love you, Daddy."

"Love you too. Be safe and keep me updated if plans change."

I closed my eyes for a moment. Dad and I had a complicated relationship. The perks were he usually let me run around doing what I wanted because it was easier than having to raise me himself. The cons... it was lonely sometimes. I wished he would put up a boundary occasionally and act like a parent. 

What normal dad would let his teenage daughter travel with her rockstar boyfriend on the road to gigs?

I swallowed hard and then looked at myself in the mirror. 

Rough. Girl you look rough.                                                   

I grabbed the ponytail holder that I had on my wrist and tried to wrangle my hair into a bun. I noticed then that I still didn't have pants on. 

Fuck. 

There was a knock on the door then.

"Everything good, Baby?" Tyler asked through the door.

"Yep! Just need some shorts. Unless you want the world to see my ass?"

"I got you, boo." He laughed and a few moments later he knocked again for me to let him in.

I took the basketball shorts gratefully, but I had to tie them tight so they wouldn't fall.

"I'll need to go to a store to get some clothes."

"We have all morning to do whatever you want to do, Baby. We don't get back on the road until noon."

On the road.

I was about to go 'on the road' with Tyler for the next few stops. The excitement started to mount in my stomach. 

I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck, "Thank you for letting me stay."

Tyler's mouth curved into a smirk, "I always want you to stay, Baby." He leaned down and I felt his warm lips curve over mine. I could stay like this forever. 

But other people needed to use the bathroom and loudly let us know that. I walked with Jensen out to the van, making sure she had everything she needed. I noticed then that she was avoiding Wally's gaze.

"Regret making out with him last night?"

Her eyes grew wide, "So that did happen?"

I started laughing, "You don't remember?"

Jensen shrugged, "I mean it's all a fever dream at this point. I was so out of it."

I shook my head, "Let's not get that wasted for a good long while?"

Jensen held out her pinky finger for me to take, "Promise you'll behave Lexi Lou?"

I took her pinky and shook it. "I promise Jenni... no I can't finish that." I laughed.

"Yeah, no, calling me Jenni Jew wouldn't work."

"I'll have to find something."

Dylan came out to the van then, "Ready Jen n Juice?"

We both looked at him like he'd read our minds.

"Ready!" She beamed.

I hugged my cousins and Jensen one last time and then Larry started out to take them to their car. I wasn't sure how far that even was. Jensen was right, last night did feel like a fever dream. I was ready for another night with my Teenage Dream.