•Anna•
When I woke up I was a little confused on why Kris was sleeping next to me, but I learned the less I knew the better. Surprisingly he was still asleep so I decided to go down to the hotel for a nice breakfast and time to think. After these past couple of days, I defiantly needed to think about these last couple of days.
There was no point in unpacking my bag just for a new outfit so I took one of Kris' hoodies and grabbed an extra pair of sunglasses on my way out. Nothing out of the ordinary occurred until I was downstairs heading to the restaurant. A huge mob had formed around something that was obviously a big deal at the front desk. My stomach rumbled and helped me focus on the mission at hand: food and think.
Once I was seated and had ordered, I picked up the newspaper that was laying on the table from a previous customer. I flipped it over and saw the headline and I couldn't control the rage and frustration that covered my body like a blanket. Suddenly the bacon and bread didn't seem so tasty, so I paid for my drink,picked up the newspaper, and walked to the elevator. Luckily no one seemed to notice that I was wearing Kris' soccer sweatshirt that had his number on the back.
When I got to the room I found the person I lease expected: Nick. Before the chance to turn around and run crossed my head, Kris was behind me blocking the door. The only choices I had were to lock myself in a room or sit down. I trudged to the couch and practically sprawled out considering how tired I was. Kris took a seat next to me and played with my hair while I desperately tried to find a way to hide in the couch.
Nick broke the silence, "Anna explain to me what happened back at my room."
Everyone's eyes were on me waiting for an explanation on what had just unfolded. I didn't want to be here and not to mention very very tired. So I told everyone goodnight and took a nap that I was sure wasn't going to be long. The next time I woke up the first thing I saw was Kris and Nick arguing. Yep turns out I had been out for about 15 minutes and they couldn't keep quiet for that short amount of time.
"I've been there for her longer than you Kris! I helped her when she felt worthless!"
"Nick, I can make her smile and that alone makes my day, besides there is a reason she decided to room with me."
I wanted to scream and both of them but I the best I could do was moan to alert them I was awake. Like in a horribly cheesy movie, they gave each other one last glare before coming over and when they did,they looked as if I had to pick between them.
"What was that all about?" I asked waiting for them to give me an excuse. Again,they glared at each other like what I was about to hear was going to break me. I repeated the question again with a little bit more of a tone.
Nick spoke first, "he wanted to carry you to his bed but I wanted to. I'm sorry we woke you up princess."
Kris looked over as if to tell me to ignore what Nick had just said. Oh how over protective he was of the things he loved, I was starting to think all of those wishes at 11:11 were coming true. I stretched out my small body and sat up when I noticed a beautiful gorgeous red carpet dress sitting across from me. I think in that moment I wasn't thinking and didn't correct the dots. Kris looked at me and I couldn't help but squeal and hug him to death. He knew me too well and I'm sure by the way he was smiling and laughing, he was proud and happy about my reaction.
Then I looked at Nick who although smiled, his eyes were full of rage and sadness. At that moment I realized what had just happened. Nick was jealous and I couldn't do anything about it. So I did what I would have wanted done to me: I gave him a hug. He seemed to realize what I was doing and we melted into each other; in the loving friend way of course. When we let go I didn't realize that I was crying until Nick wiped the tears away. He leaned closer than I expected and gently touched his lips to mine. He wouldn't let go of me as I tried to stop whatever he thought was going to happen. In the end, I found myself nursing a swollen eye in the bed covers that smelt like the man I was in one with.
No one was there to wipe my tears and running mascara from my face that was half purple.•Kris•
He had kissed her. On the lips that formed the smile that made me smile. I watched her try and make him stop the act, in which he did not acknowledge or listen to. Before I could stop myself I had Nick pinned down and ready to throw the first punch. To my surprise, my fist that was supposed to have hit Nick had hit a softer cheek. I heard a scream that made my heart drop.
" Good going jack ass! You hit her harder than in middle school! She was better off when you two weren't together!"
Before he could say another word, I slugged him a couple times until he started to cough up just enough blood but not too much to hurt him bad. He slugged me once pretty good but I let him just so he could tell everyone. I examined my work and was satisfied, I went to go find Anna banana.
Damn she is good at hiding.
Not to long after that I noticed the master bed room door was closed. I cracked open the door and saw a small lump under the covers, knowing it was her. I slowly pulled the covers off of her, and immediately sat next to the non moving lump. She looked up at me, scooted closer and laid her head on my lap. I lifted her head off my lap to find a large purple bruise with mascara smudged all over. We didn't speak for a while, just held each other.
I broke the silence to mention the reason I got her the dress that was still in the main room.
"We have this soccer banquet in a couple of days and the guys wanted me to show off the girl they think I'm talking to. Would you like to make that dress prettier by wearing it?"
She gulped and simply said "I would love to show off the guy I'm talking to. Please don't hurt me anymore though."
My face simply light up because I knew although I had hurt her she understood what I was doing. I loved this girl to death.
YOU ARE READING
Through The Years
RomanceThrough the years things change, Are we still in love? Do we remember how we first felt? Do we remember each other? Through the years, much has changed And we all want.. Love. No matter the pain. But sometimes what you want isn't what you need.