--Chapter Ten--
"So where do you want me to park?" Vince asked as they pulled up to the dorms, five hours later.
"Next to my car." she pointed, then he parked and turned off the car. She unbuckled, then turned to Vince. "I'm sure you're tired from driving, so grab what you need and we'll get the rest later."
He nodded. "Okay." then got out to grab what he was taking with him. When he was done, he walked over to the passenger seat, and opened the car door. Christina was grinning at him. "What?" he asked.
"Carry me... to my room?"
"Um... sure." he carefully took her out and picked her up bridal style. He shut the door with his foot and Christina grabbed his duffle bag.
"My room is on the second floor... number two-seventy-two." she smiled at him and he just nodded, then carried her all the way to her room. When they reached her door, she was about to Use to unlock it. She noticed the door was already unlocked. She opened it and saw Pogue, Chase, Tyler, and Reid in there with shocked looks on their faces. "What the hell is everyone doing in my room?" then she noticed Reid and Chase glaring at Vince, she just rolled her eyes.
"Please, Chris." Pogue started. "For the love of God... tell me, you didn't go get married." Christina busted up laughing. "What's so funny? Did you?"
"No, Pogue." she looked up at Vince. "You can put me down now." he nodded, then set Christina on her feet, and took his duffle bag out of her hands.
"Then where have you been?"
"Not out getting married." she chuckled, shaking her head. "Geez... I went to Manhattan." seconds later, Vince nudged her arm. "Oh, right... guys this is my best friend, Vince, from New York." she paused. "Vince, this is." she pointed one by one. "Chase, those two are Tyler and Pogue, my brothers and/or best friends, and the prick by the window is Reid."
"What's up?" Vince waved.
"So what's he doing here?" asked Tyler.
"And how did you get to New York?" asked Chase. "Your car is here."
She ignored Tyler's question and said "I took a cab."
"So where is this 'Vince' gonna stay?"
Christina stared at Reid incredulously. "You have the nerve to ask me that, after you shov--"
"Chris." Pogue cut her off and shook his head.
"He's the one that shoved you?" Vince said, getting pissed.
"What?!" Chase kind of yelled. "You told me you fell out of the bed." he glared at Reid, then tried to lunge at him, but Tyler held him back.
"Just drop it and get out of my room." she said, then seconds later, Vince tried to lunge towards Reid as well, but Christina did her best to hold him back, then looked up at him. "Let. It. Go." he shook his head. "Please, Vince?" he stared at her for a few seconds, then nodded.
After a couple minutes of awkward silence, Pogue spoke. "Chris... we're gonna go."
"Okay." she nodded, then Pogue grabbed Reid's arm, pulling him out of the room with Tyler behind them.
"So Reid hurt you?" Chase asked.
"He didn't mean to." she paused. "Look, Pogue and I'm sure Caleb will do something about it. Until then, could you just let it go."
"Fine... will you be in school tomorrow?"
"It depends on how I'm feeling."
"Okay." Chase nodded, then he left the room too.
Vince locked the door and turned to Christina. "So... 'Reid' is the one that shoved you, huh?"
She frowned, then carefully walked over to her bed, and sat down. "Yes."
"Did he even say he was sorry?"
"No."
"I'm gonna kill him."
"Vince, I already told you to leave it alone."
"I can't... he hurt you." he said, sitting next to her.
She grabbed his hand, putting it in hers, and looked up at him. "Look, I've known Reid... basically my whole life and he was just upset about what I said. He wouldn't really hurt me."
"But he did, Chris... Why are you making an excuse for him?"
She sighed, then looked at Vince. "Please, let it go." he looked at her with a blank stare. "Do it for me..." then she stuck out her bottom lip, pouting.
Vince chuckled, then said "You know I can't say 'no' to you. It's impossible." he took a deep breath. "Fine, I'll let it go, but if he does anything else... "
"He won't."
"How can you be so sure?"
"Because I know Reid... do you trust me?"
"Of course I do, I just don't trust him."
Christina nodded. "Okay, well he's not going to mess with me, All right?"
He nodded, then fell back on her bed. "Wow... I missed this bed."
"Comfy huh?"
"Hell yeah." he paused. "How did you get it here?"
"Um... a U-haul." she lied.
"Oh, okay." he closed his eyes. "I vote for a nap."
She laughed. "Yeah... you and me both."
"Where am I sleeping?"
"With me silly."
"Uh... maybe I should crash on the floor."
"Vince, we'd always sleep in the same bed all the time."
"Yeah, but your friends or brothers..." he trailed off. "Or whoever they are to you."
She scoffed. "Forget about them, it's fine."
"Okay." he nodded. "If you say so."
She laughed. "I say so." she took her shoes off. "I'm just going to bed now, since it's dark outside."
"Are you sure you want me sleeping in the same bed with you?"
Christina raised her eyebrow. "Vince, what's wrong with you? You've been acting weird ever since we left New York."
"I'm acting the same."
"No, you're not... what's up?"
"It's nothing, Chris." he looked away.
"Vincent Nathaniel Williams, are you kidding me? I can totally tell when you're lying."
He groaned, then laid on the other side of the bed, with his back facing her. "Good night."
She scoffed. "So we're done talking?"
"For now... just like you told me, let it go."
"Oh my fuckin' God! You're serious?"
"Chris...."
"All right, fine... you big baby." she carefully laid in her bed and got comfortable. After five minutes of silence, she spoke. "Hey, Vince?"
"What?"
"Are we gonna sleep with the light on? I would get up, but my back is a little sore." he groaned, getting up and he shut off the light.
"Happy?" he asked, getting back on the bed.
"No, I'll be happy when you tell me what's wrong with you."
"Tomorrow, Chris."
"Fine... goodnight." she said, trying to roll over. After a while, Christina tried to fall asleep but she just couldn't. Her mind was racing all over the place and all she could think about was Reid, Vince, and Chase.