Save Me | Phil Lester

Six

(Here's a walkthrough video of the Hollywood Wax Museum)

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There was a guy with a small trolley to pick us up at the end of the zip line.

When we sit down and he starts to drive us up the hill, I turn to Phil. "So, how was it?"

"Look at my hand shake, Melody." He replies, holding up his hand. It twitches uncontrollably, and I grab it and squeeze it tightly,

"But you would do it again, wouldn't you?"

He glares at me and I raise my eyebrows. Then, he looks down to our hands. "Yeah, I would. I'm glad you talked me into it."

"I'm glad I did, too."

He smiles and leans down, pressing his forehead against mine, and I just giggle.

We finally reach the top of the hill and print out two pictures in the gift shop, one for me and one for Phil. The picture was cute, I have to admit. We were holding hands and had huge grins on our faces.

It was around noon when we finally got back to our hotel. We open the door and I plop face-first onto the bed, breathing in the air coming from the AC. There's nothing like a blast of cold after being out in the heat for awhile.

"Today has been amazing so far, Phil. What do you have planned next?"

"Lunch, and then the Hollywood Wax Museum."

"Yay! The Hollywood Wax Museum was one of my favourite places to go to, as well. I wonder if they've added anyone since I've been there last." I stand up and head to the mirror and do a few touch ups and fix a flyaway here and there.

"Didn't I tell you this morning that you're beautiful just the way you are?" He smirks, stepping in front of me and blocking my view.

I lean back, crossing my arms. "Yes, but don't tell me you never do a quick hair check in the middle of the day."

"Well,"

"See?-"

"-But, I take less than 30 seconds."

"You're a guy, you don't understand."

He looks into my eyes and frowns, "Let's just go, please?"

I stare into his bright blue eyes, shaking my head. "Fine. But if someone gives me a strange look I'm blaming you." I uncross my arms.

He shrugs and I just smile, and we walk out to the car together.

We went to a pizza place for lunch, and afterwards I gave him directions to the museum and when we arrive there weren't too many cars.

We go inside to pay, and the guy at the desk, Nathan, keeps staring at me. I'm sure of it. When I make eye contact he smiles and bites his lip, sliding the change back towards me. "Let's go get your picture taken."

Yeah, that's what I thought.

I roll my eyes and head over to the giant Godzilla hand with Phil.

"First, we're going to take a normal picture, just smile."

Phil places his hand on the small of my back, and I smile.