"Charliiieeeee," I whine and jump on top of him on his bed. He grunts and rolls over, so I am now straddling his waist.
"Kristen," he says softly and grabs my shoulders.
"I told you, we don't have time to go 'exploring.'I roll my eyes and scoff, looking down at him.
"It's 9:00 A.M. I don't go on until 7:30," I deadpan and he sighs."Fine," he says and I jump off of him, grabbing my wristlet.
He follows me out the door of the bus, then suddenly we are hit with a problem.
"Uber?" I suggest and he shakes his head solemnly.
"Too risky," he says and suddenly his eyes light up.
"I'm driving us," he remarks and heads to Lili's car. I stay in my position, my feet glued to the cement.
"We can't take Lili's car," I say and he groans.
"Well, what do you suggest, Kristen?" He asked exasperatedly and throws his arms into the air.
I look around and find what I'm looking for.
"Bingo," I say and point to a bus stop. He looks at me like I'm stupid.
"You're not serious," he says, still staring at me.
"You don't want to be noticed, right?" I question and he rolls his eyes.
I nod and smile widely, grabbing his hand and dragging him along. He doesn't protest, doesn't even pull away as we approach the city bus and climb on. I find an empty seat and Charlie sits next to me, his shoulder touching mine.
"First stop," the bus driver announces.
"Las Vegas Strip."I smile to myself and look out the window.
"I've never been to Las Vegas," I say and feel him look over at me."No wonder," he states.
"You can't even drink."I look up at him over my shoulder.
"I can if you buy me drinks," I smile and bite my lip.He casts a soft smile my way and shakes his head.
"I'm not doing that."I shrug and ignore the subject.
"I want to see the fake Eiffel Tower first," I say and he laughs."We should go to the real one someday," he suggests and stares admiringly at me.
I shrug and continue watching the world pass out the window.
"I wish," I sigh and meet his gaze. His eyes were such a deep brown and green I swear I could get lost in them. I blink and quickly turn away."Why do you do that?" He asks and I tilt my head.
"Do what?" I ask, even though I know exactly what he means.
"Look away when I look at you," he whispers and my heart beat quickens.
I begin to think about the question and shake my head to myself.
"You're intimidating," I answer and he smirks, looking down at his hands in his lap."I don't mean to be, I promise," he says and smiled softly in my direction.
I give him a sad smile and before I could answer, the bus comes to a stop.
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Tour Bus Troublemaker// c.p.
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