When we can. [Cryaotic x Reader] [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 7.

     You jolt awake in a cold sweat. Looking around for your familiar bedroom, you're denied the comfort. Confused you look over to your left seeing the extra bed and it snaps into place. You're in your hotel, in Florida. You recall not being able to get a wink of sleep on the plane. No one annoying surprisingly but you remember being too giddy to sleep. You remember laying in this uncomfortable bed at 2am Florida time, too tired to check how the stream was doing and you passed out. Sitting up you rub your eyes and focus on the annoyingly bright alarm clock that read '11:17am' in large red numbers.

      You stand up and open your bag shuffling through it until you found a worn down black t-shirt that had 'More to come' on it and a pair of grey jeans. The shirt was something Cry sent you years ago, when he started his first shop. When you stretch out you almost drop your clothing, but you don't and decide to take a shower. Grabbing your shower bag you stumble into the bathroom.

     You hadn't really got a good look at the place, that you could remember anyway. The bathroom walls were all grey, with a classic clear shower curtain and beige towels decorating the hooks. You close the door and avoid the mirror knowing your eyeliner must be everywhere but your eyes at this point. You strip and step into the pale coloured plastic grip mat and wait for the water to warm up. Fumbling with the alien knob for a few moments.

     After cleaning yourself you blow dry your hair and change into your clothes. You play with your hair a little extra and end up leaving it down, and put more effort into your makeup then usual. You look up at yourself and normally you'd say good enough but today you actually looked really pretty. Your eyes were bright and looked awake. Smiling you give yourself a thumbs up and set up your laptop on the small table in your room. Pausing, you stop and turn to the hotel phone and call a number you've never had the chance to use before.

     6 tones ring and he picks up, a subtle groan is audible before you cut off the greeting. "Hiya! I'm just calling to make sure you know I will kidnap you today. Meet me at the part across the street and expect a drink. Look for a green hoodie. All the kidnapping fun is a 1 time deal! Meet me in 20 minutes Cry" you hung up while giggling. You gave him no time to deny. You grab a dark green hoodie and unzip it. Adding some sneakers to your look you grab your wallet and hotel keys along with your bag and phone, you head out.

     Once you leave the hotel lobby you shield your eyes against the sun and start walking to your left, past a couple of buildings until you hit the small cafe on the same street. You walk in to a ding and the smell of coffee. It's a small store, coffee on the walls and round tables around a bar type barista station. Smiling you order 2 large chai latte's. Cry can't stand coffee so you're glad that little memory popped up just before you ordered. While waiting for the drinks you realize a girl is staring at you. Looking around you make eye contact with her now flushed face.You give a slight wave before your attention is stolen bye the middle aged man across the counter handing you your drinks. You say your thanks and begin to walk to the door.

"Excuse me, is that a Cryaotic shirt?" Seeing the girl now up close you get a good look at her. She's averaged sized, standing a tad shorter then you. She's blonde with freckles and is wearing a beanie and tomboy clothes.

"Oh uh yeah! You a fan?" oh this is fun. You laugh a bit.

"Of course! His voice is so dreamy~" she purrs. You hold in your laughter a reply.

"Yup. It is. I'm actually meeting a friend and I'm running late" you lie to evade the further discussion of Cry, the man who could be waiting for you this very minute.

"Oh yeah sorry! Let me hold the door for you" she gives you a smile and you give her your thanks and attempt to wave goodbye to her and she returns to her seat.

     Meet the sun once again you turn left and the right meeting a small park. Thanking your google map skills the day prior. The park had a square shaped playground in the center with a long rectangle of grass and trees behind it. Following a path with your eyes you find a small pond with a park bench facing it. Exactly as you imagined, you walk towards it. Once you reach the bench you place the drinks on the seat and sit down on the back rest of the bench propping your feet on the seat bit.

     Pulling out your phone you check the time '11:58'. 'He'll probably be late' you think to yourself 'I should have given him more of a heads up' you couldn't help it though. You smile and place your drink in your lap warming your hands against the subtle chill. You lose your self in thought until and hand cups your shoulder.