Chapter 4 - Kristen
We walked outside awkwardly, as I threw glances at her. She simply stared at the ground as we walked in silence, except for the random clicks from cameras here and there. I chuckled lightly as we got to my car, stopping in front of her as I opened the car passenger door. She looked up at me and smiled.
"Thank you. But what are you laughing at?" She said before sitting in her seat and putting on her seat belt. I closed the door softly, not answering question and leaving her to stare at me questioningly through the window. I walked over to the drivers seat, starting the car as Dakota only stared at me.
"What?" I said teasingly, trying not to smile, but failing as we made slight eye contact.
"Oh nothing." she responded, looking away.
"Come on. Tell me…" I saw her reflection through the window. She just laughed. I cut the engine and set the keys on me lap. She looked toward me immediately, frowning as she realized the paparazzi were starting to flow into the parking lot.
"You know…we could just stay here all night. At least until you tell me why you keep laughing at me." She looked toward her window and saw cameras everywhere.
"Oh my god, lets just get out of here!" She slipped her sweatshirt over her head to avoid pictures.
"Will you tell me when we get to the hotel?" I peeked through a gap in the sweatshirt and smiled as I saw her glaring at me.
"No."
"Okay then." I rested my head on the seat and closed my eyes, pretending to sleep.
"Okay okay! Ill tell you. But please lets just get out of here!"
"Promise?"
"Promise!"
I immediately grabbed the keys and the engine roared as it started up. I sped down the parking lot as we lost the cameras, accidentally leaving a drift mark on the sidewalk of the main street.
"Oops." I laughed as I heard Dakotas girly scream.
"Don't flip us over!"
"Sorry."
We got to the hotel and were able to avoid any paparazzi from finding out where we were staying. I parked in the back and stopped the car, cutting the engine and taking off my seat belt. I saw Dakota reach for the door handle but managed to lock the door before she opened it. She struggled with the handle for a bit before stopping and looking at me, an annoyed look on her face.
"You promised." I said, looking away and biting my lip hard enough to feel it turning red.
"You should stop doing that. It gives away everything your feeling."
I looked over at her, gripping on to the steering wheel tightly with both my hands.
"Hey I can tell everything your feeling!" I said.
"No you cant. I can hide it." She snapped back at me, crossing her arms and legs.
"Oh can you?"
"Yes." I smiled slowly as she looked over at me.
"You really hot." I said, watching color rush to her face, turning bright red and staring at me awkwardly, her lip parted, trying to think of something clever to say. I started laughing, suddenly interrupted by her cold hand trailed to my neck before pulling my head close to hers, making our lips meet. She kissed me softly, holding it for a few seconds before pulling back to look at me. I didn't open my eyes, just took in the moment, craving more.
"That's all I was gonna say." She said softly, interrupting my thoughts.
I opened my eyes and saw her staring at me. I reached and unlocked the door, never breaking eye contact with her.
"Thanks." She turned to open the door and I closed my eyes again. I felt the car jolt slightly as I closed the car door. I opened my eyes as stared at the darkness next to me. Dakota wasn't there anymore and as much as I tried to convince myself, it didn't feel right without her next to me. I looked through the windshield and saw her walking away, looking back once but quickly turning back when she saw me looking at her.
"I love you." I whispered to myself, before watching her disappear through the double doors leading into the rooms. I laid my head on the steering wheel and closed my eyes, thinking back on today, wondering if Dakota was thinking the same, laying in her bed right now. My thoughts begin to drift….The Runaways…Joan….Cherie…Dakota…I smiled at myself.
…Dakota…