Brooke was at work for another two hours. Criss laid awake thinking, thinking about the Niagara Falls stunt and thinking about Brooke. He thought about why he loved her , he thought about other girls; bleach blonde, blue eyes the kind of girls that only bought the most expensive clothes with their dad's credit card the ones who didn't work the kind of girl that wouldn't let her boyfriend see her without her hair done up and her make-up perfect. He's dated that kind of girl before and most people think Brooke is that kind of girl but she's not, she's so much more. She did indeed have Blonde hair but it was chocolate brown underneath, and her eyes weren't blue they were e most amazing hazel colour he'd ever seen. She would rather wear track pants and a tank top than a 10,000 dress. She had an education and she had a job. She never cared what she looked like around him, it didn't matter to her if she had no make-up and her hair was a mess. Criss looked over to his nightstand, a framed picture of him and Brooke. She had the best smile in the world, he loved her so much.

He stared at the picture and before he knew it two hours had almost passed.

Brooke entered her room trying to be quit because she thought Criss was sleeping. She hopped into the shower quickly got out tied her hair up into a loose ponytail put on her pj's wich were black track pants that said TNA on the back and a black tank top. She walked over to Criss' room becasue they left the joining doors open most of the time. She snuck into his bedroom to see him laying staring at the picture.

She ran over and jumped behind him and hugged him. He screamed in fear then relized who it was and just started laughing.

"Hey" he said as he pulled her in to kiss her

"Hi" she returned his kiss

"So can you come to Niagara Friday? Or do you have to work" he sat upright and held her in his arms

"Yah I can but I have to do some stupid thing while im there, like I have to do paperwork" she sighed and flung her head back

"Well, at least you can go" he kissed her head

"Yah...so did you book a hotel?" she reached over for her purse

"Umm..." he started to grin

"Oh my god Criss, you didnt?" she pulled herself out of his grip

"Well, usually someone does that for me but this time I said I would take care of it but I gues it...slipped my mind?" he gave her an apologetic type grin



"Well good luck getting a hotel I mean it's spring break plus like everyone knows you'll be there..." she grabed her phone and started texting

"Shit. We probably wont be able to get a flight either..." he covered his face with a pillow

"Fine, I'll take care of it only if you give me a massage" Brooke said with and evil grin and lifted the pillow off his face

"Fine, but how are you going to take care of it?" he sat upright

"I have my ways, now get going with the massage" she lifted off her tank top with only her bra on

He kissed the back of her neck.

"Massage with your hands, not your lips idiot" she giggled

"Sorry" he said sarcastically

He massaged her back for what seemed to be only a minute..wait it was only a minute.

"Okay, now go do your thing" he tossed her shirt over to her

"Haha, okay...so is there a certain hotel you want to stay at?" she pulled her tank top over her head

"Well the crew is staying at umm... the comfort inn? Or something so I guess it would be easier if we stayed there..." he streched his arms oveer his head

"Okay that should be easy..." she walked out of the room

MGM was owned by Brooke's grandfather, he didnt start it but he bought it when they were in serious debt a long time ago. But her grandfather started a hotel chain wich consisted of; the comfort inn, quality inn, marriot and some other ones, that she couldnt remember. So getting a room could be easy...hopefully.



An hour later she had the hotel booked. It was more complicated then she thought, now to take care of the flight. Leave it to Criss to make sure his family and crew all have seats but forgets about them. So if he wanted to get there the same time as his crew he had to take a different plane. Well there was the MGM L.A jet, she could always use that. That meant they had to drive to L.A but that was probably their only option.

"Okay, got the flight and hotel now...bed" she trew herself onto his bed and layed her head on his chest.

"Mhmm." He was already dosing off

His arms were wrapped tightly around her and she had her arm laying across him.

The alarm on her phone went off.

"Ugh, 5:00 already" she tossed over to shut off her phone

"Hmm?" Criss said half asleep

"Never mind babe go back to bed, I have to get ready for work" She sat up until she felt arms around her waist

"Criss let me go! I have to go to work" she could barley get the words out through her laughter becuase of the hands tickling her stomach

"No" he pulled her in and kissed her cheek

"Yes, I have to go" she released herself from his grip

"You dont have to" he said as he pulled the blanket over him more.

"I wish I didnt but I do..." she threw a pillow at his face

"Fine come get me before you leave" he tossed over to face the window

"Okay" with that she walked out of the room to her suite and into the shower



She scrunched her hair with some mousse and it instanly went curly. She was never sure how her naturally straight hair curled and scrunced so easily but she loved it.

"What to wear.." she walked around her closet looking for something comfortable

She wore these:

TOP: shop./girls/tees/Harmony-Tee/index.pro

BOTTOMS: shop./girls/shorts/short-shorts/Black-Denim-Short/index.pro

"Hey Criss! I'm leaving!" she yelled as she slipped her shoes on

"Bye" he apperaed at the doorway

"Bye" she smiled and opened the door

"What, no kiss or hig or 'I love you'?" he walked towards her

She gave him a kiss and hug.

"Bye, love you" she grabbed her bag and headed out the door.