All I Want ─ Dean Winchester

CHAPTER XI.

chapter xi.

   •Dean•

     "Dean Winchester, i'm falling for you."

     My eyes widen at her statement. Maybe it's the alcohol. Or maybe it's the truth. I don't know. I process the sentence and think to myself, do I feel the same? Isn't possible that I've actually fallen for someone? The hopeful yet genuine look in her eyes makes my legs wobbly. The way her hair is perfectly framing her face even in its natural placing is making me go numb. Everything about her makes my heart beat a million miles a minute.

     Is this what I think it is? Is this what love feels like? Gee, I think so.

   "I believe I'm feeling the same way." I tell her, seriousness evident in my tone. I lean down and connect my lips to Hers once again, she places her hands on my chest as she kisses back.  My hands go to her waist and I hold them there until we both pull away from sucking the life out of each other.

     We stare at each other, "Should we go to bed?" I ask. "Mmm.... no, not yet." She smirks. I look at her confusion, she grabs me by the collar of my jacket and smashes her lips to mine aggressively. My hands find their place on her cheeks as hers keep their grip on my collar. All the jealousy has washed away, I'm so close to being able to call this girl mine. Everything is gone, it's just us two. Nothing could pull us out of this moment. It's intense, passionate, and in sync if that makes sense. It's all you'd ever want in a perfect kiss. And I get to share it with Kristen Phillips.

     The next morning I wake up with a killer headache. I look over, seeing Kristen peacefully sleeping. If you're wondering, yes we got a little 'physical' yesterday but I won't go into any detail what so ever. I put my hand softly on her shoulder and shake her up lightly. Her face contorts into a tired look and she rubs her temples as she lets out a groan.

     "Headache?" I ask.

     She nods, "Me too. I'll grab water and Advil from the bathroom." I tell her. She nods once again and I lean over to peck her lips. She smiles afterwards and I roll out of bed. I go into the bathroom and go through the medicine cabinet before finding the Advil and paper cups. I fill a paper cup with tap water and take some Advil and drink water, then filling up the second cup and taking that and the Advil to Kristen. She takes Advil and sucks the water down quickly. 

     "Gahh, why did we go to the bar?" She groans dramatically.

     "Well... I don't know." I say.

     "Emily's lucky she doesn't drink. She has this thing against it, like she vowed she never would, or something. I really don't know." Kristen explains.

      "Huh, weird." I say, nodding my head.

     "Anyways," She perks up. "What are we now? Are we official or...?"

     I cough, "Uh, I don't know. What do... What do you want us to be?" I ask, trying to put my thoughts together.

     "Well... Do you want to be a thing? Like, exclusive?" She asks.

    B"Let's do this properly." I state. She tilts her head as if saying, go on. "Kristen, would you be my girlfriend?" I ask, smirking slightly.

     "Sure, hot stuff." She replies, smirking as well.  She gets up, kneeling on the bed and connects her lips to mine again briefly.

     "I'm gonna go shower, then I'll make breakfast." She tells me.

     "Okay, I'm gonna go be a nuisance to Sam." I joke. She hops up and heads into the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind her. I do what I said, and go into Sam's room and start irritating him.

   •Kristen•

     It's only half way into my shower before I realize tomorrow is Louis' funeral. I sigh, we have to go get dresses today.  I hurry up to shower before drying off and putting on a random T shirt and jeans. I head into Amber's room where I see her standing in front of her full length mirror staring at herself in a black fancy dress.

     "I have a dress for you and Emily already." She says, with zero emotion.

    "Uh..." I trail off.

     "I went shopping really early." She tells me I walk over to her and stand next to her and look at her reflection in the mirror. I give her a look of sympathy, and avoids my gaze and starts to break down. I twist her body around and pull her into a comforting hug.

     "Why him?" She asks several times.

     I just keep telling her, "I don't know." Suddenly footsteps near the door, I look over and see Emily. She comes over and hugs Amber's other side.  We hold her and rock her as she sobs, and once she's calmed down she leans her head up and nods. She goes into her closet and comes back with our dresses. We go into our bathrooms and get changed, then looking t the time.

     "We should get going. It's a long rive and we don't want to be late." I state. The girls nod, not much is said and I grab the keys for the Impala and we take off.

     It feels like in the blink of an eye, we were there. Noah's family talked about him, Amber even gave a speech, she held in her sobs as she spoke. It was heartbreak to see her like that. She was always this happy-go-lucky girl along the side of her carefree, life loving boyfriend. Now he's gone and she's truly and utterly broken inside.

     Once we got home, not much was said. Amber went directly to her room, not hungry for dinner after the luncheon. At one point or another Emily went in there so she wasn't alone, I just chilled on the couch. Dean walks out as i'm in the middle of Saw III on Netflix, he plops to my side and stretches his arms around me before pulling me into his side.

     "How'd it go?" He asks.

     "It was sad, as expected. Amber is upstairs and Emily is talking to her." I answer simply. I see from the corner of my eye he's staring at me.

    "What?" I ask.

    "You're pretty." Dean says, causing me to blush madly. Hopefully it isn't visible in the dark—

    "I see you blushing babe." He says, you can practically hear the smirk on his face.

     "Shush." I demand in a jokeful tone. I grab a pillow from near me and hit him in the face.

     "Oh, so that's how you wanna be?" He asks.

     "Yup." I say popping at the 'p'. He gets up and i turn my body to face him. He reaches down to my sides and begins tickling me mercilessly.

     "Ahhahah— Dean-Hahahahah— S— stop it— HAHAHHA!" I shout trying to push his body weight off of me.

    "Hmm, nope!" He exclaims and continues tickling me. I laugh till my sides hurt.

    "P-please....Hahahah! Stop! Hahhhahah!" I laugh out.

     "Only if you say... Dean is the best and he's really really hot." He says.

    "O— okay Hehehe! D— Dean is the b— best and he's really, really hot!" I manage to get out between my laughs. He retracts his hands and goes back to laying down.

     "That's all." He says like a little kid. I roll my eyes playfully and lay next to him. He wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me so my back is against his chest.

     He showers my face with kisses as i'm falling asleep, the last thing I hear is, "Night baby." And I drift off into a peaceful sleep whilst being in his arms.