slapped Riley’s back and brought everyone’s focus back to the concert. Harlow put on his head piece and both guys turned back around to face the stage again.
“ Riri ?” Lizzie mouthed, causing us to beam at each other before we had to look away again.
No one would have guessed that the two of them had feelings for each other, if you didn’t know any better, because they were both appropriate about it, and probably the last two people who would try to shove their relationship in other peoples’ faces.
Still, it was the little gestures that made me smile, like Rob placing a hand on Riley’s back as he moved the spotlight around or how their legs brushed against each other underneath the lighting equipment board as they worked side by side. Harlow was the obvious mentor, teacher-type figure in the relationship, trying to educate Riley - who was the listening and diligent student.
At times throughout the night, Harlow and Riley would share a laugh over something private, and then at other times they were deeply discussing something related to the show. I had never seen Riley so comfortable with someone other than me before. They were just as in love with each other as Hawkins and I were.
“And teacher—there are things that I still have to learn,” Lizzie sang, causing me to shoot her a look, but she just gave me a little shrug like she couldn’t help herself, and then stopped. Thankfully, neither one of them had overheard Lizzie serenading them a George Michael song.
In fact, I’m not even sure they noticed that we were still there after a while. They were in their own little world so I wasn’t surprised at all when Riley gave me a little wink at the end of the show and followed after Harlow up the ladder off the platform.
Chapter Six
The next day I woke up in the hotel room determined to do some sightseeing while in Chicago. I wanted to visit Sears Tower and the Navy Pier, which had rides, gardens, and restaurants from what I could tell by Googling it. I didn’t know why, but I always seemed to be the only one who wanted to do something other than going from concert to concert night after night. Nevertheless, I needed a change, or I thought that I was going to claw my eyes out from boredom.
I managed to wrangle up Lizzie, who seemed dead to the world at that hour in the morning, and Riley, who knew that I wouldn’t stop hounding him until I went on at least one sightseeing trip for that leg of the tour.
Hawkins mumbled something about giving the keys to the Chevrolet Van to Ted, his bus driver, before kissing me goodbye and rolling over in the bed again. I didn’t bother Hawkins into going with us since he was the only one who really had a job to do today. I did feel guilty about waking Ted at this hour though when we could have easily just gone alone, but after the bomb scare Hawkins was adamant that we needed to be escorted around.
I knocked on Ted’s hotel door, feeling even guiltier when he came to the door almost as dead to the world as Lizzie was, who at the moment, was snoozing against the wall. The side of Ted’s short pepper salt colored hair was sticking up, and he looked back at us through narrowed, sleepy eyes before groaning, “Yes?”
“I’m sorry to wake you, Ted,” I sighed, thinking that I wasn’t going to put this poor man through this. We could find the Navy Pier on our own. “Hawkins said that you have the keys to the van?”
“Van?” he seemed to ask himself and then nodded. “Oh yeah.”
“Do you know where they are? We wanted to head out to the Navy Pier.”
“Yeah umm,” he scratched the side of his head and mumbled, “Let me get ready.”
“No, I’m sure we’ll be fine,” I assured him.
“No, I don’t want you kids to
“ Riri ?” Lizzie mouthed, causing us to beam at each other before we had to look away again.
No one would have guessed that the two of them had feelings for each other, if you didn’t know any better, because they were both appropriate about it, and probably the last two people who would try to shove their relationship in other peoples’ faces.
Still, it was the little gestures that made me smile, like Rob placing a hand on Riley’s back as he moved the spotlight around or how their legs brushed against each other underneath the lighting equipment board as they worked side by side. Harlow was the obvious mentor, teacher-type figure in the relationship, trying to educate Riley - who was the listening and diligent student.
At times throughout the night, Harlow and Riley would share a laugh over something private, and then at other times they were deeply discussing something related to the show. I had never seen Riley so comfortable with someone other than me before. They were just as in love with each other as Hawkins and I were.
“And teacher—there are things that I still have to learn,” Lizzie sang, causing me to shoot her a look, but she just gave me a little shrug like she couldn’t help herself, and then stopped. Thankfully, neither one of them had overheard Lizzie serenading them a George Michael song.
In fact, I’m not even sure they noticed that we were still there after a while. They were in their own little world so I wasn’t surprised at all when Riley gave me a little wink at the end of the show and followed after Harlow up the ladder off the platform.
Chapter Six
The next day I woke up in the hotel room determined to do some sightseeing while in Chicago. I wanted to visit Sears Tower and the Navy Pier, which had rides, gardens, and restaurants from what I could tell by Googling it. I didn’t know why, but I always seemed to be the only one who wanted to do something other than going from concert to concert night after night. Nevertheless, I needed a change, or I thought that I was going to claw my eyes out from boredom.
I managed to wrangle up Lizzie, who seemed dead to the world at that hour in the morning, and Riley, who knew that I wouldn’t stop hounding him until I went on at least one sightseeing trip for that leg of the tour.
Hawkins mumbled something about giving the keys to the Chevrolet Van to Ted, his bus driver, before kissing me goodbye and rolling over in the bed again. I didn’t bother Hawkins into going with us since he was the only one who really had a job to do today. I did feel guilty about waking Ted at this hour though when we could have easily just gone alone, but after the bomb scare Hawkins was adamant that we needed to be escorted around.
I knocked on Ted’s hotel door, feeling even guiltier when he came to the door almost as dead to the world as Lizzie was, who at the moment, was snoozing against the wall. The side of Ted’s short pepper salt colored hair was sticking up, and he looked back at us through narrowed, sleepy eyes before groaning, “Yes?”
“I’m sorry to wake you, Ted,” I sighed, thinking that I wasn’t going to put this poor man through this. We could find the Navy Pier on our own. “Hawkins said that you have the keys to the van?”
“Van?” he seemed to ask himself and then nodded. “Oh yeah.”
“Do you know where they are? We wanted to head out to the Navy Pier.”
“Yeah umm,” he scratched the side of his head and mumbled, “Let me get ready.”
“No, I’m sure we’ll be fine,” I assured him.
“No, I don’t want you kids to
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