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Chapter 3: On The Road

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They left the motel later that night, much later than she had wanted because both she and Gendry had fallen back asleep in their separate rooms. Although it was summer there was still some bite to nighttime air and both of them clutched at the top of their sweatshirts desperately to keep the cold out. They were buying tickets at the Longview Greyhound bus station, the silence if that place was cut by Gendry's sudden dismay,

"Fuck!" Muttered Gendry under his breath

"What is it" Arya asked with no real concern in her tone, she had been acting distracted ever since the other night.

"These tickets are $43.20, all together, that means we only have..." he did some quick arithmetic in his head "$170 left give or take, I haven't been counting the pennies and dimes collecting in the bottom of your backpack." He said these last words with a meaningful tone as he eyed her bag suspiciously.

"Hey I've just been putting the spare change there for safe keeping! Nothing more! Don't you dare give me that look Gendry! I swear I'll punch it clean off your face!" He was sure she would too, so he dropped the subject, fully intending to bring it up later. Once he bought the tickets he and Arya sat down and waited for the bus to come. It was only taking them as far as Shreveport, Louisiana, but that was a big enough city to get the people looking for them off their backs for the time being. He hoped that their bus ride would go smoothly, it was only an hour and 20 minutes, or so said the tickets, but still, being trapped in a confined space with strangers made him nervous, because at this point he didn't know who he could trust aside from Arya.

ARYA

When the bus came Arya couldn't wait to get going. Staying so long in one place was dangerous for them, and sitting alone with Gendry, not talking, for half an hour in a smelly bust station had grown old, fast. The bus was at least heated, and the seats were ten times more comfortable than the bench they had been on. When the bus pulled in, the driver eyed Arya suspiciously before letting her on, they had per chased her a child's ticket, hoping her small stature would still let pass as boy. They took their seats to Arya's relief, staying up so late two nights in a row was hard on her, which pissed her off because she wasn't a fucking kid! But she knew she would want to sleep on the bus, she only hoped that she could sleep, with all the tension between her and Gendry at the moment. Every time they looked at each other she would blush and turn away. She couldn't understand why she was acting so silly; they had only made out right? But if truth be told, they jumped into things very fast, it was a moment heated by adolescent hormones, she kept telling herself this, but still when she thought of him her stomach flipped.

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'Shit' thought Gendry looking at what would have been is shoulder if Arya's head hadn't been there. She had fallen asleep about 15 minutes after he realized how awkward the bus ride was going to be. Now 45 minutes into the ride, Arya lay slumped on his shoulder, with her hand resting on his. He knew that she didn't mean to sleep on him in such an... adorable way, 'adorable?' He thought to himself, he had never called a girl adorable in his life, and he never would have called Arya Stark adorable, but now that he thought about it looking at her, she was adorable in her own way. Turning slightly red, Gendry looked out the window to see the red and yellow taillights of cars passing them on the highway. He was very confused about what had happened between them, was it only a hormone driven longing for affection, which neither of them had,had in so long, or was it something more? Luckily without her usual chorus of "I'm bored's" and "let's talk about something's" he had time to think this through. He realized that she was the only person he knew, absolutely, he could trust, and because of that he thought maybe it had allowed him to somehow to see her in such away that his feeling for her changed into something more. Gendry didn't regret hooking up with her, because his feelings for her hadn't gone away after they did that. That's what was different from the other girls he'd gotten with, he still wanted to kiss Arya, he still wanted to hold her. This was so unlike him that it freaked him out a bit, but he thought maybe this was somehow a good thing.

ARYA

When they arrived at the bus station in Shreveport, it was very dark. Gendry woke Arya by disentangling himself from her; she blushed when she realized how she moved onto him in her sleep. 'Maybe it's my sub conscience telling me how I really feel?' She said to herself turning beat red at the thought.

Once they got to the motel they found out that there weren't any two rooms available, but there was a two single bedroom left if they wanted it. Before she could say anything Gendry accepted, took the keys and started walking to the room leaving her standing there with her bag and a dumbfounded expression on her face. But Arya quickly pulled herself together and followed after him still very confused.

When they entered the room Arya was quick to choose the bed closest to the window, she had always wanted the window bed, but Sansa always threw a fit if she didn't get thighs her way, so now Arya was taking advantage of the situation. She quickly threw her bag on the bed, took her sweatshirt off, grabbed her pajamas, and ran into the bathroom to change. When she came back Gendry had already fallen asleep...shirtless, she flushed and looked away. 'Was he doing this on purpose to tease her or was she making a bigger deal out of this than she should?' Her thoughts were interrupted because when Gendry turned in his sleep, it startled Arya so much that she thought she was going to have a heart attack. 'What am I so jumpy about?' She thought to herself, 'it's not a big deal! Yes he's totally...' No she couldn't say it even to herself, so with that she promptly but her cloths away got in bed and tried to fall asleep, but she couldn't. She stayed up tossing and turning because all she could see when se closed her eyes, was Gendry's stupid face, and his hands, and his chest, and him kissing her that night. When she finally did fall asleep she was out like a rock.

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In the morning Gendry woke around 7:30 and wanted to turn over and sleep, but when he rolled over on his other side he caught a glimpse of Arya sleeping peacefully, for once her frown, which was even present when she slept on the bus, was gone. She lay sprawled, her covers kicked to the ground with her hair all around her, and one hand behind her head clutching the pillow, and the other resting gently on her stomach palm down. In truth she looked a mess, but Gendry saw more than that, he saw her guard down, the same way it was when he had kissed her, he saw her innocence for once, and most of all he saw her beauty, that was sometime clouded due to her demeanor and her ever-present scowl. Seeing her like this made Gendry feel lucky to see her like this, and maybe turned him on a bit too, but it also made him think that he couldn't rush things with her, no matter what she did, he just hoped that he could keep himself in check.