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Part One Hundred Eleven: Oh No You Didn't

When we pulled ourselves back into the boat, we were soaking wet. But all laughter. Maybe it was the adrenaline, maybe drugs or alcohol. But both of us didn't mind the cold. We just laid there next to each other and watched the stars.

We were almost falling asleep when there was the beam of a flashlight in our faces. We both startled. An old man who spoke something in dutch was standing on the dock, waving with his hands, looking rather angry.

"Oh fuck, Kay. We gotta run!", John whispered nervously. "Run? We're on a boat!", I whispered back. "Swim! We gotta swim!", he said and once again grabbed my hand and dragged me into the water.

We swam and swam and swam until I was so exhausted, we had to get off at the next dock. The man had called after us a couple of times. But now it was silent. When we were on the dock, coughing for breath, we were so relieved at the same time.

"I think it's time to go home", John said and I started laughing really loud. "Probably, yeah", I said and we wringed our clothes out the best we could and walked back to our hotel, hand in hand.

"This was silly, you were right, John. But I loved it", I said and smiled when we were standing in front of mine and Lara's room. "Yeah if we could fall asleep together. The night would be perfect", he said. "I'm sorry.. but I've got a roommate", I said and poked out my tongue as I turned the doorknob. I gave John a kiss goodnight and stepped into the room.

My face fell as I saw Lara was not alone. She was in Chad's arm. Both asleep. I turned around quickly and John turned around in the hall. "She's not alone", I said and pointed to the door. John chuckled. "She's with her teddy bear?"

"No, silly! Look into your room and you know who's with her", I angrily said. "Oh shoot. They did it. Wow", John answered. "This is so not good! She's not single! This is not supposed to be."

"You're not the one to decide, Kaya. Just enjoy the fact that I can take you to my room now. And we have a bathtub", he said and winked.

"Alright", I said and grinned.

I was cold the next morning and started sneezing. Payback from last night. When I opened my eyes, I looked straight into John's. He was smiling at me, tucking me under the blanket. "Your sneezing is too cute", he said and I knit my brows. "It's not cute. I'm getting sick." "I'll take care of you. You know, Dr. Frusciante knows just what to do. First, we'll take another hot bath together. Then I'll order breakfast to our room and then we'll spend the day in bed. Sounds good?", he asked with his soft brown eyes. I nodded happily.

When we were having breakfast in bed, we turned our heads when we heard the doorknob turn. "Shit.. must be Chad", John mumbled. And there he was. Looking totally wrecked.

"Oh.. hey guys", he said with a wide grin, ruffling his hair. "Hey Mr loveboy 1989. Had a rough night?", John asked and I rolled my eyes.

"Um.. no. I came home just now", he said. "Don't lie, Chad", I mumbled without looking up. John squeezed my leg. That might've come out a bit harsh.

"Uhh.. what?", Chad asked. "We've seen you in bed with Lara, man", John said and Chad turned dark red. "Uh.. yeah.. you're right. That's where I was", he said. "I so hate her", I mumbled and John squeezed my leg again, this time harder. "What?!", Chad asked but I smiled. "Nothing."

"Um...I think I'll go for a swim. Take your time.. with the breakfast. Alright. Later", he said and grabbed the swimming shorts from the ground and trotted out.

"Chad!", John called after him and he turned around with his brows raised. "You'll need a towel", John added. "Yeah, right", he mumbled and took the towel from the hook in the wall next to his bed.

I knit my brows as he left. "Hey, don't blame Chad. He loves her", John softly said. "I know. And that makes it worse", I angrily said. "Why?" "Because she obviously is just playing with him. How dare she? Both Keanu and Chad are my friends. This is messed up", I said and then quickly put my finger to my mouth. "Heard that?", I asked.

John shook his head. "The doorknob. Next door. He went swimming. Yeah right", I said and John pursed his lips. "Okay...please calm down and enjoy breakfast with me. Maybe she is being serious with him", John said and stroked my hand softly. I breathed deep. "Yeah.. maybe. But there still is Keanu waiting home for her." "Maybe they broke up", John said and shrugged while grabbing a croissant.

"Ha! I would've known. But alright. It's her, not me. I can't babysit her. Keanu will know it's not my fault, right?", I desperately asked while John pulled the croissant through the strawberry marmelade. "Yeah. He's not dumb, duh", he said, taking a bite.  I rolled my eyes and chuckled.

He put the tablet with the food aside and opened his arms, motioning me to come to him. "Hey babe, don't worry so much about everyone and everything else. Let's just enjoy the fact that we're here together. In fucking Amsterdam", he said and I crawled into his arms where I finally relaxed. "You're right", I said and smiled. He kissed my head softly and carrassed my back. Every care was blown away.