You ever looked at someone and thought you were probably in a dream? That they couldn't possibly exist in your reality? Like if you open your eyes or speak too loud they will just disappear and become one of those dreams you try so hard to remember...
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A/N Hey guys. so i kinda lied. well not really because when i said it that was the plan. however chapter 10 has turned out to be longer than i thought it would be so now there is a part 4. so sorry but please bear with me. i hope you enjoy it though.xx Above is a picture of Kris's party outfit^^^.
Kris's POV
He is right. It is the 27th of February. I don't really know what to say to him.
I forgot my birthday or I haven't celebrated my birthday in four years? How did he even know anyway? I look over at him and realise he isn't starting the car. He has his right hand on the steering wheel and his left is resting on his left thigh. I meet his gaze, though I was trying to avoid it. He is looking at me with an expression I can't quite decipher.
"Did I do something wrong?" He asks eventually after the silence becomes too awkward. Huh? Why would he think he did something wrong? Well maybe because of my reaction but give me a break, I'm just a little bit stunned not to mention he makes me feel out of my element, just a little bit. He clears his throat drawing my attention back to him.
"No you didn't. I just don't understand why you would buy me a car," I tell him honestly.
"Too much?" He asks me and different emotions flash through his eyes. Mostly hurt and I cannot bear to think I probably hurt him with my ungratefulness. However I also know I have to be honest with him.
"Too much yes, but maybe not for the reasons you think," I choose my words carefully. I don't want to end up trapping myself. I sigh as I throw my head back on the seat.
"I kinda haven't celebrated my birthday for a while. It sort of brought back some memories I would rather not relive." I say feeling like such a dumbass for not being able to give him a satisfactory answer. He looks at me for a couple of seconds then nods.
"I will cancel the order." He tells me sounding resigned. "I'm really sorry I didn't know." He apologizes and my heart nearly melts.
"No ways, You aren't doing that," I shake my head.
He looks at me with a raised eyebrow. "I thought you..."
"I know what I said," I interrupt him, "doesn't mean I don't want the car. Or appreciate the gesture. I want it," I grin at him and he smiles back.
"Well okay then," he shakes his head as he starts the car, probably confused out of his mind by my mixed emotions.
I can't exactly tell whether or not he is mad. It's a very unfamiliar feeling, caring for someone that is. I care about Alex and how he feels. I mean I did have friends and all, Brooke and the likes but they never told me anything personal, we did not really have a personal relationship. I realise that maybe the reason why our friendship did not work out is because I am too self-absorbed and I don't ever show any emotions beside happy.
