As we drive, I continue listening to songs and go on Snapchat. Dean is in the pack seat with me, and Elise on the other side of me. Dean gives me a soft tap, and pulls out his phone, pointing to it. Not long after, I get a text from him:
'Hey, sorry. Ik you were just as stressed out. Maybe even more. Idk. But sorry.'
I text back: 'It's cool. (:' He looks up and smiles. He is really cute, sometimes. Once, when we were little, he told me he was going to marry me when we grow up. I wasn't as flattered at the time, but now looking back, that was really cute. I wonder if he still thinks the same way...
I glance back at him and see him playing some games in his phone. He wipes away his brown fluffy hair and continues. Meanwhile, on the other side of me, Elise has coloring pages and a little movie on her iPad.
"What are you looking at?" The little brat asks. I really wish we could get along.
Not to long after I see mountains up ahead, and it gets really foggy. Even raining.
"Aw, my ears are plugged." Dean says as he yawns.
Not later after, my grandpa makes a stop for more gas after 4 hours. When we all get to the gas station, we go out and use the bathroom and get some snacks. We head back in the car, and Elise falls asleep.
"I'm tired to. Mind if I lay on your shoulder?" Dean asks, grinning. I nod. Everyone was getting a bit sleepy. Soon, he was asleep on my shoulder, and we were back on the road. I yawn..
And blink.
And blink.
And rest my head against Deans....
