Wanderlust [ editing ]

15. The Birds Pt. 1 (Abel's POV)

Krissa walks out of the restroom in the clothes she wore last night except now they're washed and look better. Her hair is damp and has it's natural waves and is out, dangling by her ears and stops at her shoulders.

"This isn't casual." Krissa says, but I tell her it doesn't matter.

She grabs her purse and I grab my car keys and hotel room key. We take the elevator to the main lobby and I go to the front desk.

"Can you charge me another night in the same suite?" and she nods her head.

"All done Mr.Tesfaye." She says with a smile.

Krissa and I to my G Class and we both get in.

"Staying another night?" Krissa asks.

"Well, I'm not letting you go back to that lame ass." I say starting the car and she gives me a forced laugh.

I really want to make this day good for her. Who knows how long she's been feeling this way. All this time I thought she deserved Caleb because he seemed like he treated her good. I guess it's true when people say that looks can be deceiving.

I know I'm not the type for any girl. I don't do that love shit. I'm not going to lead Krissa on, but I do want to make her happy. I fucked up with her once and I don't want to hurt her so I'm gonna try to stay friends. She hasn't even been living in Toronto for half a year yet and she's already been through so much; I don't want to add to the stress. I honestly can't help but being attracted to her, though.

I pull into the parking lot of a small local building.

"A salon?" Krissa asks confused.

"Yeah." I say as I take off my seat belt. "Take a look at yourself." I adjust the front mirror so she can she see her reflection. "This isn't you. This is what Caleb wanted you to be. We're going here and you get to do what you want to your hair. To make yourself feel beautiful. No one, but you." I say and she looks at me. She smiles and gives me a kiss on the cheek then gets out of the car.

We enter the Salon and the lady at the front desk is looking down typing on her computer.

"Welcome to ToroCuts." She says not even looking up.

She finally looks up and says "What can I do fo-" She gasps. "Oh my God!" She quickly jumps out her seat. "I know who you are!" She yells and I smile and nod.

"Oh my God. I love you so much." She says. I have to admit, she's really beautiful. She's about 5'9 with straight brown hair to her boobs. She has a very light, almost pale, complexion. Her smile is really pretty and she has blue eyes that any guy can lose themselves in.

"Thank you so much. I love you too." I say and she nearly faints.

Krissa clears her throat loudly indicating that she's waiting. The lady glares at her.

"How can I help you?" She says giving Krissa a forced smile.

"I want my hair cut and dyed. I'm not sure what I want so could you give me some magazines?" Krissa asks.

"Yeah." The lady says as she begins awkwardly walking around the desk and then grabs magazines that are on a little wooden table.

"Here." She dumps them on Krissa's arms causing her to groan with pain and then she leaves walking to the back of the salon. Krissa's arms are still bruised and obviously they're sensitive.

"Krissa, I'll hold them." I take them from her and tuck them under my arm.

Krissa and I take a seat and I pass her a magazine. She looks through it marking the pages of hair styles she likes by folding the corners.

I'm getting really bored and I can't even check my phone cause I left it in the club. Lamar probably has it. Him and the rest of the guys are probably worried as hell. My thoughts are interrupted by a psst.

I look up and see the lady at the back of the store and I smile at her. She motions me to go to her with her index finger. I look at Krissa who is drowned in pictures.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom." I say and she gives me a simple alright without taking her eyes off the magazine.

I slowly get up, put the magazine's on the stand next to me, and make my way to the back of the salon.

The lady is waiting there for me.

"Wassup?" I say and she pulls me into the storage room.

The smells of hair chemicals fills my nostrils and I chuckle.

"What are you doing?" I ask.

"Nothing." She says as she rubs my arms.

I hold her by her waist.

"You're gonna get yourself into some trouble." I say rubbing her up and down, feeling her curves.

"We won't get caught." She says even though that's not the trouble I was referring to.

She leans in and kisses my neck making me close my eyes and tilt my head back slightly. She stops and kisses me on the lips. Our tongues dance in sync and she lets moans escape making me smirk.

I unbutton long sleeve white shirt not breaking the kiss. I stop kissing her and look at her breast. She's wearing a black lace bra and I bite my lip. I lean down and kiss her chest and she continues moaning.

Next thing I know she pulls me by the jacket and pins me against the wall which of course turns me on. She tries to take off my shirt, but I refuse.

She comes my up and gives me several pecks on the lips. I go to her ear and whisper.

"Is there a phone here I can use?" I say and she looks at me and I wink. I fix my pants, zip up my jacket and walk out of the closet leaving her confused.

I make my way back to the front and Krissa is no where to be found. I look around again and my eyes widen.

Krissa is sitting on the back leather salon chair. Her hair is once again black, its cut evenly midneck, and she has straight bangs across her for head. I honestly miss her long hair, but she looks beautiful.

She waves at me and I walk towards her.

"No way on earth is that Krissa." I say not taking my eyes off her and she laughs.

"I love it! And when it grows it will look just like it did before!" She said with a wide smile on her face. I help her get up and we go to the front.

Moments later, the lady I was screwing with 5 minutes ago, comes back. She looks a fucking mess and I laugh to myself, but try to hide it with a cough and she gives me the evil eye.

Her hair looks like it's been pulled (yours truly) and her shirt is crooked.

"I'll ring you up." She says as she types onto the computer.

"That's a total of $46.32." She says pursing her lips.

I hand her my debit card and she swipes it in the machine. She hands it back coldly causing me to smile. Then she begins walking away and I clear my throat.

She slowly turns around and forces a smile. "There's a phone right there." She points. "Have a nice day." She says then walks away quickly.

I walk to the phone and ring Lamar.

"Hello?" He answers.
"Hey bro." I say.
"Hey bro?! My dude! Where are you?!"
"I'm with krissa I'll-"
"Krissa? The fuck? What's going on?"
"I'll explain later. I'll stop by tonight." I say.
"Aight." And he hangs up.

I look at Krissa who is playing with her hair and I smile to myself.

"Ready?" I ask her and she nods.

"Do you know that lady?" She asks while we're walking to my car.

"The tall chick?" I ask and she nods.

"Nah, I don't even know her name."