I go and join Chris back on the dance floor
"Did you find her?" He asks
"Mhm" I say
"Everything okay?" He asks
"Yeah I just realised My sisters are just as fucked up as I am" I tell him
Chris laughs "your not fucked up- okay maybe a little" Chris says
"Shut up" I playfully push Chris away from me
"But everything is okay, right?" He asks
"Well not exactly. Sebastian and Alejandra aren't the only one who canceled there wedding for tomorrow" I explain
"What happened!?" Chris asks
"Oh nothing happened she isn't ready for this big change yet"
"Yeah I understand that" Chris says "but let's not ruin a good night in these thoughts let's have some fun" Chris says
And I totally agree with him
After a few round of more shots and dancing it was finally time to end the night.
Amelia and her friends had already gone home. Alejandra and Sebastian left few minutes ago
Now it's only me and Chris, waiting for a cab outside.
"I don't understand I told the cab to be here at 2am sharp" Chris complains
"Relax he's only-" I take my phone and check the time "only 20 minutes late" I say
"I'm getting a feeling the cab isn't coming" Chris says
"Let's be patient" I say
~10 minutes later
"Your right the cab isn't coming" I say to Chris
"Ugh fuck, now where am I going to get another cab from?" Chris says pissed off
"O there must be a taxi or something around here" I suggest
Me and Chris walk looking for a ride
If I'm being honest I'm freezing in this dress, but I don't want to be cheesy and tell Chris I'm freezing so he gives me his jacket, eww no.
I'm just gonna deal with it
"You look like your freezing" I hear Chris says
"I'm not" I argue
"Okay" Chris says in a very unconvincing tone "okay I'm not trying to be cheesy or anything but do you want my jacket?" He asks me
It's like he can read my mind
"Thanks but it's-" before I finish my sentence he places the jacket on my shoulders
We keep walking around
"Do you know someone who can drive us?" Chris asks me
"Hahaha" I laugh. He thinks I have friends. "Why don't you ask one of your fans to drive us" I joke
"You know it doesn't work like that, I can't just ask my fan for a drive home" Chris says
"Why not?" I ask
"You've had to much to drink" Chris shakes his head and keeps walking, I follow him
We are walking down a alley when two man start walking in the alley towards us
They both looked drunk and focused on there own conversation. As me and Chris get closer to them Chris grabs my hand and pulls me closer to him.
As the men pass us and me and walk out the alley I say "were you scared?" I joke
"No" Chris say as he still has a grip around my wrist but not a tight grip. He moves his hand down and holds my hand as we both keep walking
"Where are we?" You ask "are we lost?" "Don't tell me we are lost"
"We are not lost" Chris says. I don't believe him "I have a idea and I know you are not going to like it" Chris says to me
"What kind of an idea?" I ask
"A bad idea" Chris says. When he says something like that I know it's bad.
"What is it?" I ask knowing this night is just going to get worse and worse
"Remember the shitty motel we stayed at?" He asks me
"Yeah. How can I forget" I say sarcastically "that place was a living hell, I'd rather sleep in a dumpster then there" I say. Not true but you get me "why do you ask?"
Chris point straight ahead there I see the motel
"Hell no Chris, there must be other options" I say to him
"Hey believe me I don't want to go there either, but this is are only option" he says
I role my eyes agreeing to what he's suggesting
We walk up to the motel
There we see her are good old friend.
"Hi I'd like to get a room-" the old lady cuts Chris off
"It's the handsome young man and the stripper" the old lady really remembers me and Chris.
Chris looks at me and laughs "yes it is" he says to her
"You two need a room?" She asks. Chris and I both nod desperately "Okay it's $500" she says casually
"What!?" Both me and Chris say at the same time.
"No there must be a mistake I only want ONE room" Chris says very clear
"I know" the old lady says with a innocent smile
"Last time it was $100 for a room" Chris argues
"Yes but not anymore" she says
"Chris forget it, it's way to expensive" I say
"Aren't you stripper? You should have a lot of money" for a old lady like her she sure knows much about strippers
"I'm not a stripper" I say a bit annoyed
"You know what? I'll pay for the room, but there better not be some bug or mouse family living on the bed" Chris says
"Oh they don't live on the bed they live under it" she says
I look at her completely disgusted
She hand us the key and we go to are room
~