A New Path

Chapter 6: A Night at the Hotel

Andre and my family all finished getting ready for the week and we headed to New Jersey. We all drove in my dad's navigator. We packed up the car and Andre and I headed straight for the back. As our parents were getting in the car, Andre lay down on the back seat with one of his legs handing off. I lay on top of him and we held each other tight.

"I love you."

"I love you too baby," he said as he kissed my head.

"Guys you have to put on your seat belts," Andre's mom told us.

"Awww we were just getting comfortable," Andre said.

"I understand but we only care about your safety."

"Ok." I sat up and buckled my seat belt in the middle next to Andre. When Andre's seat belt was on, I rested my head on his shoulder. Soon, the car started and we were off to New Jersey. On the road, I was starting to feel really really tired and I didn't know why. I took Andre's hand and held it tight. Then I closed my eyes.

I opened my eyes and I saw a handsome face looking at me.

"Hi," I said smiling.

"Hi beautiful." I looked around and I found myself in a gorgeous bedroom. I realized I wasn't in the car.

"How did I get here?"

"When we arrived, I tired waking you up but you didn't walk up; you just wrapped her arms around my neck. I decided to carry you up to our hotel suite. Your father wanted to take you but I wouldn't let him. You know, when I held you in my arms, while our parents were getting the rooms, people looked at me and said "awww" and "you are a real man" and "that's so cute"."

"Well that's because you are a real man, MY man." Andre just smiled.

"Well thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Where are our parents?" I asked sitting up.

"They are in their rooms."

"How long are we staying here?"

"Maybe a week or two."

"Yayyyy. Did you get to tour the hotel yet like we used to?"

"No I was busy watching you."

"Awww."

"And you know I can't do that without you."

"Well let's go then," I said hopping off the bed. When I got outside in our living room suite, I saw our parents getting settled.

"Mom dad, can Andre and I tour the hotel?"

"Yes but be careful," my mom warned us.

"I know mom," I said annoyed, "you know Andre and I always do this whenever we go to a hotel."

"I know but still be careful."

"Don't worry you know she's in good hands," Andre's mom said.

"Yea she is," Andre said looking at me as he took my hand and kissed it.

"Yea my boy practically carried Jazzy up her and took her room without hurting her or resting her done," his dad said.

"Yea," my mom said.

"Well you kids have fun and Andre take care of my baby girl," my dad said.

"I will, papa." Ever since Andre and I could talk, Andre would call my parents mama and papa and I would call his parents the same.

"Oh dad can I have some money so we can buy something?" Andre asked his dad.

"Sure son," papa said taking out more than 100 dollars out his pocket.