The Ginger Prince & Princess Leia

I woke with a start looking around it the pitch black room. Sitting up I realized I was on a leather couch and the previous night events came rushing back to me.
Music blared as everyone crowded onto the tour bus, I knew being so tiny I was probably going to spend my night curled in a ball on one of the couches, but I figured that I was supposed to be here, every other band was. Grabbing a Corona off the counter I headed towards the back lounge.
“Kayla, from Dancing on Tables right.” I paused halfway down the bus and turned to see Alan Ashby staring at me with an eyebrow raised. I looked up at him from my mere 5’1” and nodded. “I saw your set today, you have an amazing voice.” Blushing lightly I thanked him and turned to walk away. “Where are you going?”
“I’m going to go hide in the back lounge. I’m not really a partier.” He flashed a grin and grabbed my hand.
“I can change that.”
Shivering I made my way to the nearest light switch and flicked it on to see that I was still on the OM&M bus. My wallet and phone were next to my makeshift bed and I was wearing an oversized pair of basketball shorts and my tank top from the night before. My jeans were folded neatly and tucked under my phone. Walking over to them I grabbed the emergency Advil I kept stashed away in my wallet and poured myself a glass of water from the sink.
My phone lit up signaling a text and I typed in a passcode to see my guitarist Ian had texted me a handful of times.
Guitar Boy: You we’re way too drunk to take back, besides you seemed pretty happy with Alan. See you tomorrow. ;)
I locked it rolling my eyes and took the pills setting the glass down on the counter with a soft clink.
“You okay?” I let out a tiny shriek at the voice behind me and spun around holding a hand to my chest. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.” I shook my head at the ginger boy admiring the tattoo across his chest.
“No, you didn’t scare me. I didn’t mean to wake you.” He yawned and ran a hand through his messy hair. Shivering lightly he rubbed his hands together blowing between them. “What time is it?”
“Around 3, and you didn’t wake me, I was already awake. I just thought I’d check on you and make sure you were okay.” He paused for a second staring at me. “Oh, and Ian told me to tell you that he dressed you, not some stranger.” I nodded gratefully rubbing my arm. “It’s cold out here; do you want to come to my bunk?” He blushed a shade darker than his hair and rubbed the back of his neck. Tucking my phone into my pocket I followed him down the bus to his bunk.
“Thank you.” He stared at me confused for a second. “For making me have fun last night and for making sure I was safe.” Shrugging he blushed again and held open the curtain so I could climb in.
“It’s a part of being a gentleman, making sure pretty ladies are safe.” It was my turn to blush as he climbed in next to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders pulling me against his chest. “Now get some sleep.”

Notes

Hey guys, this is my first chapter and I'm super iffy about it so if someone could tell me what they think I'll be super happy about it. I have a lot more of this written out, but if this doesn't get a response I'll probably just delete it.