“Thank you for tonight,” Lana said to Daniel as the cab dropped them off outside the hostel. “I had a really great time.”
“Me too,” Daniel said and leaned in for a kiss. Lana put a hand on his chest to stop him.
“Don’t,” she said quietly. “I’m not sure I could stop if we get started again…”
“Would that be so bad?” Daniel said and touched her cheek.
“In case you’ve forgotten, we’re staying in a dorm with four other people,” Lana smiled up at him.
“So when we walk through that door, we’re just going to say goodnight and hope we’ll meet again someday?”
“I’ll talk to Izzy and Sebastian about going to Rome next,” Lana said. “I promise.”
“You’re kidding, right?” Sebastian exclaimed at breakfast, moments after they’d said goodbye to Daniel and Sarah. Izzy had gone back to the hostel to get a head start on packing for their next trip.
“Why not? You like Sarah. Wouldn’t you like to see her again?”
“I can see her when we get back to the States if I want to. We’re on this trip to hang out. I want to spend time with you.”
“You’re the one who wrote the itinerary, and according to that, Barcelona is our next stop. That’s where we’re going,” Sebastian said determinedly and slammed a couple of Euros down on the table to cover the tip before pushing back his chair.
“Where are you going?” Lana asked.
“Packing,” Sebastian answered and headed back towards the hostel.
Why was he being so stubborn about this? Lana thought to herself as she watched Sebastian stride off. Yes, they’d gone on this trip to hang out, but he’d been the one who’d been clear about intending to party whether she joined him or not. He hadn’t seemed too upset about hanging out with Sarah the night before. In fact, when she and Daniel had gotten back to the hostel after their date, Sebastian and Sarah had been hanging out on the common room couch, discussing the show they’d gone to.
But then Sarah asked how their night was and Daniel said the dinner was great. She realized too late she’d forgotten to fill Daniel in on the fact that they were supposedly at an art show. She could see the disappointment in Sebastian’s eyes, and he’d been in a foul mood ever since.
Not that she could blame him. She shouldn’t have lied. She just didn’t want it to turn into a group thing. And besides, Sebastian wanted her to move on with her life, so why shouldn’t she start dating again? And Daniel was amazing. She desperately wanted to see him again – the sooner the better. She realized she was getting swept up in a guy again, but at least she wasn’t moping around her room anymore, doubting she’d ever meet someone ever again. Sebastian had to see this was a good thing, she told herself.
Sebastian stomped back into his room, slamming the door shut behind him. He didn’t know exactly why it bothered him so much, finding out Lana had gone on a date with that surfer guy. Maybe it was because she’d lied to him about it. They used to be able to tell each other everything. Of course, there were some things he hadn’t told her about…
Sebastian remembered it like it was yesterday. He’d started noticing little things about Lana – how she threw her head back when she laughed, how she was always ready to listen to whatever he had to say, how her eyes lit up whenever he walked into a room. For years, she’d been his rock, his safe haven. No-one understood him like she did. No-one cared as much. And no-one had ever made him feel the way he did about her.