That was a wicked abrupt ending to Chapter 3, I know. But, the main reason I stopped there is because I wanted to post Chapter 3 so people wouldn't think I forgot about this story over all. I can't promise... but I'll to not have such an abrupt ending for Chapter 4. Speaking of which... here it is! By the way, if you do not own it already, go out and buy Criss' book "Criss Angel: Mindfreak Secret Revelations" I swear it is insanely amazing and such a great read! It's about his life growing up and it even has... PICTURES!

Chapter 4

Our lunch went on fine the rest of the time without any mention of Criss' pressing desire to figure out my purpose for being here and what was truly bothering me which was fine with me because I wasn't about to give in and tell him anytime soon. Over the course of a salads and ice creams, we talked about Criss' magic career mostly with a little dash of him asking me what I plan on doing here in Las Vegas.

"I've got no idea, really," I began while taking a bite out of my hot fudge sundae. "I'm just here to experience life on The Strip I guess." I finished with a small laugh.

"Haha well you'll never get bored here in Vegas unless you do everything so soon after your arrival, THEN it does start to get a little tedious here, but I guess that's the same almost anywhere you go in the world. The only good thing for me is that, I, uh, have a shower here..." Criss finished with a slight cough which made me laugh a little more.

"You know what? You really have surprised me today, Criss." I said as I looked up at him with a catching smile.

"Oh yeah?" he asked, sitting up straighter in his seat leaning over the table, a smile on his face. "Why's that?"

"Well... there hasn't been one fan that came up to our table while we've been here begging, pleading for your autograph!" I giggled.

"Wait, that's it?" Criss asked, his smile fading from his face which made me giggle even more.

"No, of course not! I came to this lunch with you thinking you're completely arrogant and over the top and just pure crazy! Ok, well you can be some of those things that I've said that I have seen in you in the past, oh 24 hours or so that I have known you. But you're also charming and really nice when you want to be." I finished with a smile as I finished off my hot fudge sundae while Criss just stared at me, watching me.

"Hollie Carrell, you truly are a breath of fresh air! That's a good thing because I LOVE people who aren't afraid to tell others the truth and speak their minds!"

"Hey me too! I believe honesty is the most important thing in ANY relationship or friendship! That's crazy." I told him leaning back in my seat staring at the salt shaker.

"Hey, watch this," Criss said, his grabbing the salt shaker which he must of watched me look at and placed it in the middle of the table. "Clear your mind again and just believe in me that I make this salt shaker move."

"Are you serious? That's really insane, but alright," I sighed as I closed my eyes, going through the mental process of clearing my head free of all thoughts then whispering "I believe."

"Watch, watch this. Focus on it. See the salt shaker moving in your mind. Imagine it moving." I slowly opened my eyes as I saw Criss' palms up, the tips of his fingers curled down as he focused every single ounce of his energy on the salt shaker trying to make it move. After a few seconds, I couldn't believe my eyes as I sure enough saw the salt shaker slowly begin to move ever so slightly to the left then over to the right a few times before it tipped over completely laying on its side on the table. My eyes darted up to look at Criss as he leaned over the table and collected the salt that spilled out of the shaker into the palm of his hand, closed his fingers over the salt grains and quickly opened his hand again to show the salts completely gone without a trace, not bothering to sit back down at the table.

"That... that was amazing! Insane! Insanely amazing!" I exclaimed as I got up from the table grabbing my wallet and phone.

"Oh that's relatively easy stuff compared to some of the other things I do in magic." he said with a smile as he followed behind me out of the restaurant after paying for the $45 bill.

"Ok, I really have to know. What is the most craziest trick you have EVER done? The most 'over-the-top-you-should-be-dead' trick you've ever done?" I asked him as we talked down the streets together, the crowds and crowds of people on the streets seeming to have grown during the hour we was eating lunch and shopping.

"That's tough because when I narrow it down, it comes down to four."

"Well? What are they?" I asked, the excitement level in my body building up fast with anticipation.

"Levitating literally in the Luxor's pyramid lights which is way to hot for even birds to be flying through. Their lights lets off a total of around 40 billion candlepower. Walking down the side of the Aladdin Hotel and Casino with no wires or safety nets down below. Being buried 6 feet under heavy snow in a glass coffin in the Andes mountains that I nearly didn't escape because the snow collapsed on top of the coffin and walking through an Army Mind Field using my senses to pick a maze through the field without touching on a square with explosives. That one was hard because every row I hit, there was one explosive more on each row until the last row there was only one safe spot. Yeah, definitely those four. Oh wait. I also did a live event a few years back where I was chained to the top floor of a hotel balcony and I had to make it to the helicopter waiting outside by unlocking 5 or so chain locked doors with a hair pin before the building exploded."

"Did you make it? I don't remember seeing that one."

"No I didn't. The helicopter had to leave at a certain time whether I was there or not to insure their safety. I was inside the building when I exploded and fell to the ground. Everyone thought I had died but I emerged covered in rubble. I don't even remember how I escaped." he said.

"Wow. You truly do have a death wish. Suicide wish, whatever!" I said while looking up at him, taking in some of his features. Nice soft brown eyes the color of chocolate with brown hair to match then flowed down in loose waves to ab8out half way down his neck, the upper part of his body and arms nicely sculpted and muscular. To be honest with myself, he doesn't really lok that half bad... he's kind of cute... oh what am I kidding? What would Criss want to do getting involved with a girl like me?

"... and that's why I do this, regardless if it could- Hey! Are you listening to me?"

He's got an amazing smile, I will give him that. And he's kind of got a cute butt...

"Hello... earth to Hollie!" Criss said, waving his hand in front of my face trying to get my attention. "Where did you go? Did you go home for the holidays or something?"

"Huh? Oh, uhm, sorry about that. I just... got to thinking about something.." I said quickly as I blushed, hiding my face with my hair as we got closer to the hotel.

"Uh-huh, right. Sure," Criss said as he held the door open for me at the hotel as I walked inside to the busy lobby. "Mm, it really is busy in here. Here." I felt Criss put one of his muscular arms and wrap it around my waist guiding me through the densely crowded hotel lobby so I wouldn't get lost amongst the throngs of people. He punched the number of our floor into the elevator and didn't let go of me until we were inside the elevator and the doors closed.

"Is every single building in Las Vegas ALWAYS packed full of people?" I asked him as the elevator kept going up to our floor.

"Just about," Criss answered with a laugh. "Welcome to Vegas." he finished with a smile.

He's got a pearly white smile and the most adorable dimples you can find on a man. UGH WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH ME? Why am I developing a crush on him?

"You know what? Overall, this has been a good day for me. Was it good for you?" I asked Criss as we walked down the hallway to my room.

"You kno it. I'm sad to see it end, actually." Criss said.

"Well, thanks for a fun day. Maybe... we can do this again tomorrow if you'd like?" I asked as we stopped in front of the door to my room.

"Tomorrow? Mmm... I have to take a raincheck. I shoot season 7 tomorrow. Maybe you'd like to come with me instead? See what I get to do?"

"Alright. Just come over when you're ready."

"Will do."

"Alright, well, goodnight."

"Goodnight." After our goodnights, Criss and I stayed where we were in front of my door just looking into each others eyes.

What's going on?

A few seconds went by and suddenly, I could feel Criss' lips upon mine.

What's happening?

I felt myself hesitate for a minute then I reached up putting my hand behind his neck kissing him back.

His lips. They're so soft, so warm, they're soft like the touch of velvet, the taste of his lips is one I can not describe!

The kiss didn't last long when I finally pulled away, or maybe it did. It felt like hours and hours went by as I looked up into Criss' eyes, my breath trembling faulty as we looked into each others eyes, both of us trying to comprehend what just happened between us.

"Goodnight." I said again, unlocking the door to my room and stepped inside, not giving Criss a final glance as I shut the door and leaned up against it sighing heavily.

What the hell was that? What the hell just happened between Criss and I? I NEVER expected that to happen! God, please don't let him think that just because we shared a kiss that we're automatically going to get together! Well I have news for him: We're not going to get together!

"What do I do?" I whispered out loud to myself as I slowly sunk to the floor with my back against the door, holding my head in my hands.

Boy you're exactly the last thing I need right now. Trust me.

You make me feel extremely happy even if I won't admit it.

It can't happen. At least not now. This is horrible timing.

This is perfect timing!

A sudden glimpse of light darted across my floor and was gone just as soon as it had appeared.

What the-? I happened to glanced up the wall where my eyes found the source of the light outside the window near my bed: The lights of Las Vegas was giving me its true light show. I slowly stood to my feet, turned all the lights off in my room and stood in front of window watching the magical light show while hugging myself, the beginning of a smile spreading across my lips.

"You know, I much prefer this city a heck of a lot better at night time, it's way much more prettier because then you truly get to see the City Of Lights in it's full glory when it's in full swing."

"You REALLY had to go and mess that one up didn't you, Criss? You had to kiss her and ruin any fucking chances you might of even had!" Criss cursed himself as he grabbed an ice cold Heineken out of his mini fridge and went to stand on the balcony off his room in nothing but his boxers to watch the night life of Vegas before turning in for the night. Criss found he couldn't focus on the night scene in front of him because the images of the kiss were replaying in his mind over and over no matter how hard he tried to clear it out of his mind.

She's not going to want to talk to you now, not after that stunt you just pulled. What were you thinking? Stupid, stupid, STUPID! I've got to make it up to her, I've got to show her that kissing her wasn't the reason why I tried being her friend. I've got to prove to her I really do want to be her friend!

A sharp knock suddenly sounded upon Criss' hotel door bringing him out of his deep thoughts back to planet reality. Criss sighed as he strode across the floor and opened the door to find his brother J.D. standing there.

"Oh, hey, J.D. What brings you here?" Criss asked, leaning against the doorway.

"Well 'hello' to you too, bro. You look like I'm the last person you want to see right now!" J.D. said as he strode past Criss into his room. Criss sighed and shut the door, sitting down on the couch and began rubbing his temples with his fingers.

"To be honest with you, J.D... you kind of are the last person I want to see right now." Criss sighed.

"What's going on, Criss? Talk to your brother." J.D. said as he grabbed a Miller Lite from

the fridge and joined Criss by sitting in the chair directly across from Criss, propping his feet on the coffee table.

"Nothing is going on, really." Criss assured his brother the best he could while reclining his head back on the couch.

"Come on, man! I can tell you're lying to me right now! Something's bothering you so tell me!" J.D. said. Criss sighed heavily knowing J.D. wouldn't give in, so Criss began telling him what happened.

Maybe talking to someone what happened. Might be good for me instead of keeping it bottled up inside.

"There's a girl who just arrived to Las Vegas the other day and she actually stays in a room down the hall from me," Criss began while closing his eyes so he could recount everything that's happened so far. "I met her a couple days ago- Wait a minute! You was with me, J.D.! Remember when I nearly got run over by that taxi cab?"

"That idiotic move you tried pulling? Yeah, I remember. What about it?" "Well that was her! She was the passenger inside the cab! Anyway, we walked around town then I took Hollie out to dinner. Everything was going absolutely perfect, you know? Like nothing could ruin this night... except for me." Criss sighed.

"You? What are you talking? Did you ruin tonight?" "Big time. We were standing outside her hotel door and... I wasn't thinking, man! I just... kissed her lips for a few seconds! My head just completely took over my heart and I didn't stop myself! I just... kissed her!"

"Wait a minute, let me get this straight, J.D. said as he got out of the chair, a look of confusion very visible upon his face. "You've been hanging out with this girl that you hardly know anything about... and you kissed her?"

"Yeah. That's pretty much it." Criss sighed heavily, rubbing his hands up and down his face a couple times.

"Man, you seriously are fucked! Did she say anything after you kissed her?"

"No she didn't. I think she hates me, or at least doesn't want to see me again for quite awhile. I truly messed this one up, it's just... I really like her, bro. I think I have true feelings for her. These aren't little puppy crush feelings, either. I feel a sudden urge to have to protect her from everything harmful and from whatever hurt her and made her want to retreat to Las Vegas in the first place."

"Do you know why she came here?" J.D. asked Criss as Criss began pacing back and forth the main room of his hotel suite.

"I have got no idea! Every time I ask her why, she always seems to shut right up into a ball and she never tells me. She's guarding something big but she's scared to let anybody know. All I know is that I am not planning on giving up until I find out what is truly troubling her."

"Well, I'm not so sure as if you'll have much of a chance now since you pulled a highly stupid act not to long ago!"

"Well, what am I supposed to do, man? Go over and apologize to her?"

"No. No no no, don't do that. That's the last thing you want to do." J.D. quickly interrupted before Criss could finish what he was saying and go knock on her door.

"Why?" Criss asked panting because he was talking a mile a minute.

"If you go over there now and try apologizing to her and asking her to forgive you, she's going to view you as really desperate and then she definitely will want nothing to do with you anymore! You don't want her to go, do you? Of course you don't. The best thing to do is what a few days then try talking to her or see if she calls you or comes to see you, first."

"I guess... you're right... I just hope this whole thing blows over and I'm forgiven in the end. I couldn't stand having her upset with me forever."

"Don't worry about it, bro. Give Hollie a day or two or three and I promise you everything will be fine! Now come on, you have a show to shoot in the morning and as your manager, I'm advising you to go to sleep!"

"Yes, mother. Listen, thanks for the advice. It really helped me to be able to vent to someone as well, so thank you." Criss said as he held his hotel door open for J.D.

"Not a problem, that's what brothers are for. Alright, well I will see you tomorrow morning. We're headed to the desert for shooting tomorrow. 7 a.m., brotha!" With that, J.D. left Criss to face his hotel room alone for another night. Criss slowly shut the door after J.D. departed and walked over to the wall separating him from Hollie's room and he whispered "I truly am sorry." before getting into his own bed for the evening.