Taking it Step by Step

Making Out Isn't Making Up, Kinda

This is shorter than I wanted it to be, but I'm very bad at keeping to my update schedule and I'm very sorry for that! But I hope you enjoy this chapter!
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Lance woke up sometime around 3, he couldn't believe how fucking stupid he was last night.
He's so immature and is being so selfish. What makes him think that he could just leave his parents to come and get me? He also ignored his parent's phone calls! How rude of him! Keith needs to realize that he fucked up, he needs to get on that damn plane. Isn't his mom picking him up soon?
Lance turned around, looking for Keith. Which he did not find. "Keith?" He stood up and walked into the kitchen, maybe he's just in the bathroom. I don't want to bother that asshole....
After searching the fridge and finding nothing, he began to actually look for Keith. Even though I'm mad at him, it doesn't mean I have to ignore him. Plus, what if something happened and he didn't tell me because I was mad at him. Damnit Kogane.
Lance knocked on the bathroom door, "Keith?" There was no answer. He walked back into the main room, and check under the covers, which surprising looked like someone was underneath them. Nothing. What the hell? Where could he be? He's obviously not in the hotel room anymore. Did he leave with his mother without telling me? That's the second time goddamnit. He practically stormed out the room, looking down both ways of the hallway. Lance went back inside and grabbed his stuff, his jacket and the other things he brought.

After taking the elevator down to the bottom floor, Lance noticed a sign that said "buffet" he peered into the room just now realizing how hungry he was. But they were only setting up, before he turned around to leave, he noticed someone sitting in the back corner of the room. He was wearing a red jacket. You were downstairs. Are you fucking kidding me.
Lance didn't even so much as try to get his attention, he just turned on his heels and walked out the front door. Tears streamed down his cheeks, uncontrollably.
It's fucking three am in the morning, I'm crying, and leaving a hotel that my boyfriend took me too. But honestly, I don't care what Keith thinks, cause he's the one who did this to me, he's the one who cause me all this pain. He's so selfish, rude, and inconsiderate. I hate him. I hate him so much, with all my heart.

And then, Lance woke up. He sat up so abruptly he disturbed Lance. What. The hell?
He looked around, they were in Keith's room, sleeping together in the same bed, Lance's arms wrapped around Keith's waist.

He glanced down at Keith, and began to cry, sobbing. This woke up Keith, "Whoa. Lance, are you okay?"
"No, no I'm not Keith. I just had the worst dream. You didn't tell you that you were leaving me for half a year, and I got really mad at you. Then the day you were leaving you abandoned your parents and ran away with me to a hotel. And oh my god Keith, I thought you were so stupid, I thought you being selfish but I don't think that. I think that you're a beautiful and amazing person, I know that you are. I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I love you so much Keith I really do, I didn't mean any of the things I thought about you." Lance then kissed Keith, a made sure that it was a long, passionate one too.

After pulling away, Keith wiped away Lance's tears, "Its okay. It was just a dream, besides, do you really think it's like me to run from my parents and then run away with you? That's more of a Lance move if anything." Lance chuckled and kissed Keith again.

I love you so much.