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Chapter 21: Sweet Travels

1,765.0 miles later, we finally made it to Houston, Texas. It was a long ass drive.

I even got a chance to drive the van for about 2 hours, but Krist was too scared that I was way too exhausted to drive and crash the van.

15 hours of constant singing, sleeping, screaming, drinking, and arguing was pretty tiring. The only odd thing is that Kurt was mostly silent throughout the entire trip. As if something was bothering him. Something is always bothering him, but I can't seem to figure out what exactly.

Every time I'd asked him what was going on, he would sigh and say nothing. There is something going on, I know it.

After what felt like forever, we finally stopped in front of our hotel. It looked fancy as hell.

"Finally!!," Dave cried out. God, he sounds like a child. Kurt opened the door and went straight to the trunk to collect all his belongings. He looked pissed. Unhappy. Exhausted.
I gave him a funny look, but he just looked down.

I don't get it? He was just fine before we left California? Why is he acting up now? I shook it off with the thought that it might just be stress.

"If you guys are done making your room all homey, we need food ASAP," Krist laughed, holding his stomach like a pregnant woman. "Gotcha," I smiled while winking at him. Dave was already at the reception checking us in. Hopefully, we all don't share one room.

I walked slowly behind Dave, poking his side slightly, causing him to jump. "What the hell, man," he said defensive. All I could do was just laugh. It seemed to upset Kurt a bit because he just looked down and rolled his eyes.

"Lucky for you, you and Kurt share a room, and it looks like Me and Krist share one," Dave said, wrapping his arms around Krist's waist. "Please just use condoms," I replied and walked towards the stairs. I glaze towards the 2 'boys' slapping and grabbing each other as if one stole something from the other. It was hilarious.

After a few minutes of trying to find the right room, Kurt and I stood in front of a dark brown door with what looked like golden door handles.  I placed the key in the lock and opened the door, revealing a beautiful round, red bed with a big window revealing a beautiful view. I dropped my bags on the floor and walked to the bathroom.

It was spacious. With a bath and a shower. It was neat.

When I walked out of the bathroom, the first thing I saw was Kurt collapsing onto the bed with a big sigh. 

"Are we ignoring each other now?" I asked, leaning on the doorframe. "What makes you think that?"he whispered. "We drove for 15 hours straight , and yet you've only spoken once this whole trip.  How is that even possible?" I cried. "I just didn't have anything to say," Kurt replied. "Oh, so rolling your eyes and sighing every time I'm near Dave is just nothing?" I hissed. Kurt just answered with another sigh.

I walked up to him slowly.  His eyes glued to mine. For each step that I make, his breath gets shorter and shorter. I slowly make my way on top of him , causing him to let out a small groan. His hands travel to my hips, and his hands apply more pressure.

His hands travel to my inner thighs, squeezing my legs, making me even more nervous than what I was beforehand. I lean towards him, Kurt moving even closer. I stretched my hand towards the middle of the bed , grabbed my bag, and climbed off of him quickly. That caused him to sigh heavily due to sexual frustration. And all I could do is giggle softly.

"Get dressed. We're going out to get food." I yelled from the bathroom, and all I heard was Kurt mumbling something, causing me to roll my eyes.

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