Fun | Jaspar

Chapter Three

We hopped into the new  old jeep and drove. The top and windows were down, it felt like I was as light as a feather as fast as I was going.  I felt Caspar's eyes burning at the side of my neck.

"Babe, slow down you know how the police are here, I don't want to be arrested, again." He asked rolling his eyes. He knew how much I loved going over 120kph. The environment was beautiful and everyone I passed.

I turned on the radio ignoring him. "She's kinda hot though." I sang along with the radio. 

Caspar turned to me with a grin. "Ash's solo was so nice." He turned down the radio a bit. 

I looked at him and smiled."Yeah, I miss the lads when we're down with what ever this trip is maybe we could visit them in America. I don't think we've been since Joey's wedding or, was it Ingrid's." I grabbed his hand.

He looked down at our hands. "You think I could pop into one of the clothing stores?" He removed his hand from mine and looked out of the window. "I really want to buy an outfit while we're out."

I looked at him and raised my eyebrows. Well that was odd. I wonder what's on his mind, he's been a bit distance these past few days but, nothing like this.  

"Yeah sure I'll try to find one." I said focusing back on the road.

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I drove until we found what looked like an Asian Urban Outfitters. I parked into a space and turned off the engine. 

"Want to go in there with me?" Caspar asked disinterested. "Babe."

I turned to him and saw him still looking at the window. "Nope." I replied just as disinterested as him.

He jumped out the car then slammed the car door walking off. What was with him? This new attitude is already driving me insane. He's acting as if he's on camera and has to be the fake five year old his viewers used to love. 

 A knock on the car window woke me up from my sleep. I unlocked the passenger side so he could slide in.  In silence I drove to our hotel.

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"So this is it." I said to fill the awkwardness. 

Caspar handed me a neon floral top and shorts to match. "What the hell is this?" I asked throwing the outfit in disgust.

He picked it up with a sad look. "Please? Why won't you just wear this today and burn it tomorrow?" Caspar begged me.

He couldn't be serious. Me wearing bright colours is a no-no in my book. "I think your mom dropped you on the head a little too hard if you think I'm going to wear that at all." I stated getting  out of the jeep and walking straight toward the  to the hotel.

Caspar caught up to me and held my hand. "I guess my plan for today isn't going to work out." He muttered.

"What was that?" I asked even thought I heard he loud and clear.

He stopped walking making me stop with him. I hope he doesn't make a scene he does that quite alot in public. 

"I wanted us to match, I bought the same thing for me in my size and then we would take a picture in front of the statue or something to remember that moment forever." He sighed rubbing the back of his neck. "We don't have to if you don't want to."

He planned the day for us and I just ruined it just because I didn't want to wear the bloody outfit. I felt terrible, more terrible than the time Louise pooed herself at Vidcon that one year. "I'm sorry why didn't you just say so? I'll wear the outfit even though it was made for a five year old. "

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//sorry i took so long//