imagines (dua lipa)

54 (f)

"how much longer?" you groaned.
"estimated time of arrival is 5:43" dua said.
"oh my god" you tilted your head back, "it's only 1:30" you whined.
"you're gonna start driving at like 2:40 okay?" dua asked.
"yeah okay" you said putting your head back down.

you and dua were driving across the country to go to new york. you had been living in DC at the time so the drive was like 7 hours.

"i'm hungry" dua said.
"same ugh" you said.
"someone's hangry"
"i want food shut up" you squinted your eyes.
"well tell me where you wanna go" dua said.
"i don't know"
"what's near here?" dua asked.

you searched up 'restaurants near me'. a bunch of places came up so you showed dua the phone.

"read them to me, i gotta keep my eyes on the road" dua said.
"theres mcdonald's,-"
"no"
"taco bel-"
"no"
"ihop"
"yes"
"okay fine with me i guess" you said.

you drove for about 15 minutes and arrived at the ihop. they are usually open 24/7 but not this ihop.

"what the fuck" dua said.
"it's closed nooo" you whined.

you got back in the car except this time you were driving. it was halfway through so you had to drive.

"so where do you wanna go?" you asked.
"i want ihop!!" dua moaned (not in that way).
"okay then let's just look for another one but i'm not making any promises that there is one near here." you said.
"okay let's just look i guess" dua said.

you drive for another hour. you had no service and there was literally no civility around you guys.

"i'm so fucking hungry" you said.
"eat dexter" dua said.

you just laughed. dua connected her phone to the car and played songs she liked, not including her own songs.

"can you send me that song" you said.
"just remember the name, it's west side by ariana grande" dua said.
"ugh okay"

you drove for another hour. still barely anything. you saw like 2 chick-fil-a's but it was a damn sunday.

"that's it i'm eating you out" dua said.
"WHAT" you said surprised.
"jokes jokes" dua said shaking her head and laughing.
"haha no actually like im so hungry"
"did we even bring anything" dua asked.
"no we're so stupid"

soon, it was 4pm. you made it to an ihop, finally. dua ordered chocolate chip pancakes and you got eggs and a hash brown.

"here is your guys's food" the waitress said.

she passed out your dishes and left.

"fucking hell!" dua said.
"what?" you asked.
"they hit my order wrong i'm gonna fucking kill myself!" dua whined.

the waitress took her plate and remade it. it took another 10 minutes. dua cried while leaning on you... because she was so hungry.

"i understand" you said as you rubbed her head.
"i'm so hungry" dua whined.
"here... eat with me" you said.
"no no. i'll wait" she cried more.
"people are gonna think your crazy" you said.
"i don't care. also why aren't you eating" dua said.
"i'm waiting for you" you said.

soon, duas food came. you sat and ate in silence. you were both tired and exhausted from driving for hours.

even later, you made it to the hotel. you didn't even bother to shower, you both just flopped into bed and immediately fell asleep.

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did y'all here abt astroworld!! ik ik a lot of people died and shit but i don't think travis should be cancelled... it's really not his fault that the security guards let it a bunch of people or that there were too many people close together. also everyone is complaining on how he was still performing 🤨 if he stopped, everyone would have left but they would all be walking in a REALLY big group and even more people would suffocate. what do you think?