Dream

Chapter 3

I don't know how Ryan, Lez, and I ended up at this crazy party at Dalia's house, but we were here...It was loud...crowded...after the first couple of minutes here...I felt alone. Lez was chatting it up with Dalia and her friends, while Ryan was chugging down beers with the other senior guys here. I stood on the wall...surrounded by weirdoes amd the stench of beer and bad breathe. I didn't know anyone here and I felt as if my best friend was abamdoning me....I started to cry...like the loser I am. I ran down the hall way for the bathroom...hid inside and cried...until  heard the door open. I quickly turned to see...

    Kendrick. Why was it always him. Why did HE of all people have to come into the bathroom and see me in tears.

        "Kristina?" He asked he helped me up and closed the bathroom door behind him. I quickly wiped my eyes. I couldn't be that crying girl in the bathroom I just couldn't. I tried to play it off, by laughing a little.

        "I sure did fool ya...didn't I. You really though I was...."

        "Crying.." He sighed as he brushed his thumb over my cheek. He looked at me so dumbfounded. Like I was ugly or something. I stepped away from him.

        "Please don't look at me like I'm some charity case...or some damsel in distress!" I snapped. He just smirked.

        "I'm sorry....it's just I'm no used to this." He sighed.

        "To what tears?"

        "No...to you." He chuckled. My heart sped up a little. Me?

        "Me? Of course you're not used to me...you barely know me."

        "I meant...I'm not used to you crying."

        "Really...well you should have seen me when Cory Monteith died....Tears were everywhere." I laughed a little. He did as well.

        "I don't want to invade your privacy, but...would you mind telling me why? Why you were in here crying?" He asked. My heart froze as I shook my head.

        "I can't."

        "Understandable..." Suddenly his hand was on my face again. His brown eyes sparkled," You look really pretty...I mean you always look really pretty...just...today you look even prettier...even with the tear drops on your cheeks." He stumbled over words. It was cute...and he thought I was pretty...- No. I couldn't do this. Leslie would never forgive me....

        "I guess I am-"

        "Of course you are!" He smiled. I melted.

        "But my friend, Leslie...I mean wow she's just gorgeous...Leslie Campbell. You remember her from middle school, right?" I continued on and on about Leslie...boosting about her to him...trying to help her out...keeping my feelings from showing, but each time I said how beautiful she was....a tears slowly slide from my eyes. He panicked.

        "Whoa....Kristina....you're crying...again." He looked deep in my eyes. I wiped the tears quickly.

        "That's odd...um but back to Leslie-"

        "Enough about her." He sighed. My eyes widened...He leaned in....I felt his hands press against my back...It was just a hug. I felt relief....but at the same time disappointment. I wanted to kiss him, but Leslie popped into my head so much I couldn't bring myself to let that happen. I don't know how long I was in his arms, but the whole time it felt so right...and warm. That's when my phone buzzed. I pulled away and reached for my phone.

new text message from LEZ

Lez: Where are you? We're leavin!! 

        I looked up at Kendrick...

        "I have to go." I sighed as I pulled myself together and quickly exited the bathroom. The walk back to the car gave me just enough time to think of exactly what I wanted to say to Lez about Kendrick and me...I couldn't ignore how I felt anymore...I just had to tell- My eyes grew wide. WHAT! HOW? I wanted to scream, but I was so lost for words...were my eyes deceiving me? Was Lez....and Ryan really making out on the hood of the car....when did this night turn rated R!!!!!