London, We're Back.

I am not gonna spoil this little story for you..but lets just say Sara and her best friends go on a wild adventure. BOOK COVER MADE BY MY FRIEND AZZY


13. Chapter 13- Indie

Chapter 13- Indie

    I rushed to the bathroom to check on Sara. Her eyes were on the mirror. I couldn’t understand why she was upset. Sure, she should be shocked  that James kissed her but why is she upset? I put my chin on her shoulder.

    “Natalie probably hates me now.” She said softly.

“He kissed you. And you didn’t kiss him back.” I comforted her.

“She likes him alot and I ruined that.” She said.

“Why don’t you talk to her?” I suggested.

“I can’t.” She said.

“I’ll talk for you.” I said. I kissed her hair. She nodded slowly as if she wasn’t sure if I would say the right words to her. I walked to the other side of the house and I cited Natalie pecking James on the lips. Are they dating now? I had to go tell Sara I jogged to the bathroom again and approached her while she was cleaning her face.

“I saw Natalie kissing James.” I said while panting. Her head shot up. An enormous smile landed on her face. We both squealed and jumped at the same time.

“Lets never do that again.” Sara said trying to act casual.

“Agreed.” I said while clearing my throat.

“So.. Are you going to talk to Bradley?” I said awkwardly.

“Yeah.” she said like it was no big deal.

“Who is it? Brad or Con?” I questioned.

“I don’t know.” She said while she stuffed a chip in her mouth after she left the bathroom.

“Sara…” I said in a confused tone.

“Indie..” She said.

“Who is it?!”

“I’m not sure! I don’t really talk to Brad anymore!” She said.

“So its Con..” I said.

“I don’t feel that way about him..” She said.

“Then its no one.”

“I..just don’t know.” She said.

“I am gonna head in the shower. Tomorrow  is the Bafta Awards, right?” Sara asked. Bafta Awards were kind of like the grammy’s but in London.

“Yeah.” I said while looking at my black painted nails. While Sara headed to shower, Tristan sneaked to me and grabbed my butt. I was startled and I quickly turned around and slapped him. Let me rephrase that..lightly slapped, because if I slapped him hard he would’ve been in the hospital with his right cheek bigger than his whole face. But I have to admit, my light slaps feel like you got shot by an arrow.

“Ow!” Tristan said touching his swollen cheek.

“Next time you touch me..well at least do it right.” I said pecking him on his injured cheek.

“Why don’t we..go out? For ice cream and go to the park..” Tristan said in a timid tone.

“Tristan Evans...are you asking me out on a date?” I said walking closer to him and latching onto his collar.

He took a deep breath and responded, “Yes I am, Ms. Indiana Jones. And by the way, why is it a coincidence your named that.”

“I named that because our last name is Jones and my dad is a goofball and his favorite movie is Indiana Jones.” I said while rolling my eyes.

“So...your goofball dad loves the movie Indiana Jones so much that he decided to name his daughter Indiana. Why?”  He said while stuffing his hands into his pockets.

“Because...we have the last name of Jones. If that movie was my favorite i’d probably name my child that too. But its his favorite movie because..on my parents first date they watched that movie.” I said.

“Oh so when we watch our first movie together it will be my favorite and then I am going to name our child the name of the movie.” He said.

“Don’t get your hopes up.” I said while blissfully shoved him.

“Come on, let me dream.” He whined.

We headed to Tristans mercedes and before we got into the car and he held open the passenger door for me.

“Oh no. I am driving.” I said shutting the door.

“Wait what?” He said with one eyebrow raised.

“Why does everybody think that the guy has to drive? For my whole freaking life I remember my dad on the passenger side.”
    “Okay, Okay.” He said with both hand up. He tossed the key and I caught it with one hand and smirked.

We ended up at the park after ten minutes and I dragged tristan to the ice cream cart.

“You promised me.” I said.

“Ahh I did. Well this is not what I meant.” He lightly grabbed my hand and he took me to this bush with some gap in between it. “Follow me.” He said crawling in between the gap. I crawled and I cited a blanket and many machines laying on the ground.

“What is this?” I questioned.

“Well..being famous gives me many advantages. Some big old celebrity asked the mayor if carpenters can build this so his family can have privacy. After he passed, this area became exclusive to celebrities only.” He said while showing me around.

“Are you being serious? So the public can have this whole beautiful park and celebrities like you, can hide from the paparazzi..behind a bush.” I said in a confused voice.

“This place is way better. We have outlets, food, and a coy pond.”

“What is that?” I pointed at the three small machines.

“Oh it snow cone machine, froyo, and ice cream.” He said naming all of them.

“Awesome.” I mumbled to myself.

“Lets start!” he said jumping onto the blanket. We decorated our snow cones various colors and all I kept doing was devouring the delicious chocolate cones. We ended the day by crawling out to the car and when we arrived home and he walked me to my room. When he was about to kiss me, I interrupted it with an intimate hug. I don't do kisses on the first date.

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