Where Do Broken Hearts Go?

Chapter Seven

Rose had just been thinking to herself for six hours.  It wasn't until an hour before landing did Andrew wake up.  He rubbed his eyes as he turned to Rose.  "How long was I out?" he asked.

Rose turned her attention from the window to Andrew.  "Oh, about six hours.  We're only about an hour away now."

"Wow, I'm sorry.  I didn't mean to fall asleep on you," Andrew apologized.

Rose waved her hand and smiled.  "Andrew, don't worry about it.  I'm alright.  You were tired."

"Yeah, I honestly was.  But hey, it helped pass the time for me," Andrew said cheerfully.

Rose only wished it had done the same for her.  The excitement was building as they were getting closer and closer to Amsterdam.  Rose was fidgeting and finding it hard to get comfortable.  She noticed Andrew was moving around a lot, too.

The rest of the hour Rose and Andrew talked about transportation, hotel rooms, food and other things.  They planned out some things and other things they left up in the air.  All they knew was that they were going to get to their hotel and sleep.  It was going to be 4 am Amsterdam time, and they had been flying for a while.  They would sleep most of the day and then go out during the evening.  It was going to be a hard time change, nine hours, but they would manage.

After gathering their luggage, finding a taxi and driving to the hotel they were staying, it had been almost two hours since the plane landed.  It was nearly 6:30 a.m. now, and people were out and about getting their morning coffee and donuts.

"Funny, they're waking up and we're going to bed," Andrew said as he yawned.

"I know.  We'll be sleeping most of the day anyways," Rose replied as they walked into their hotel.  They were able to get checked in and headed to the second floor.  Rose slid the key into the lock and opened the door.

It was a nice room.  It had two queen beds and a TV.  The bathroom was nice as well as the small kitchen.  This was going to be their home for the next week.  Rose walked over to the bed closest to the window and set her stuff on it. 

Andrew made a pout face as he complained, "What if I wanted to be by the window?"

Rose rolled her eyes and laughed.  "Do you really want to?"

Andrew let out a laugh as he placed his luggage on the other bed.  "No, it's all good.  I guess this will have to do."

"Alright," Rose shrugged as she slipped off her shoes.  Rose walked over to the bathroom to relieve herself.  It was a long flight and she had to go.  When she'd finished, Andrew came rushing in. 

She laughed as he pushed her out and closed the door.  Rose opened up her suitcase and brought out her pajamas, which were sweats and a green t-shirt.  She pulled out her brush then set her luggage on the ground.  Rose pulled her brown hair out of the ponytail and brushed the remaining curls away.  As soon as Andrew opened the door, she stood up to get changed.

"What are you doing?" Andrew questioned, staring at her pajamas.

"Did you think I was going to sleep in my clothes?" Rose asked with a hint of sarcasm.

Andrew scratched the back of his head as he said, "Right, forgot."

"It's cool, I'll be out in a minute."

"Oh, I'm going to change out here.  I'll knock on the door when I'm done," Andrew said as he went to his luggage.

Rose nodded her head and walked into the bathroom.  She took off her coral top and blue jeans.  She slid on her sweats and before she could slip on her t-shirt, Andrew knocked on the door.  Rose threw her shirt on and swung the door open.