II Fading Into The Night IISteven×Duff Fanfiction II

26. meeting pedro

Stevens pov:

Three hours pass by.

Three hours filled with listening to ABBA.

"Lets take a quick break at this gas station." Duff says.

I look at a sign.
'Mexico 1 mile'
It says.

We're almost gonna cross the border.

After we've refueled and went to the toilet we get back in the car.

"What if we get caught when we cross the border?" I ask.

Duff is quiet for a second.
"We'll be alright." he says.
He sounds confident.

We start driving again.

Ten minutes later it's our time to cross the border.

"Try to relax." Duff says before the car window goes down.

"Pasports please." The man on the other side says.

Duff gives him our pasports.
He looks at us.

"Are you bringing something over the border?" He asks.

"No. Except from some clothes." Duff says.

"How long will you stay?" he asks.

"Two days, at longest." Duff says.

"What are you gonna do?" He asks. It sounded more out of curiosity.

"We have a friend who lives here. We're gonna visit her." Duff says.

The man looks at me.
Fuck do I smile? Do I just keep a poker face? Should I look away?

My hands are clamy and I have a lump in my throat.

He nods and hands them back to us.

"Have a nice day." he says.

"Thanks, you too." Duff says.

He starts driving again.

The window goes up.

"Thank god." I say as we're on the high way again.

"Oh my god." Duff says. He has a smile in his face.

It's kinda disturbing. But also proud.

"We just did that." He says.

Then his smile fades away.

"We just did that." he says under his breath.

"Lets listen to some more Abba." I say.

The music starts playing. I turn up the volume.

"Ooeehhhh you can dance!! You can jive!! Having the time of your life!!!" I sing as high as possible.

I see a smile on Duffs face.

"Ooeehhh see that girl?!! Watch that scene!! Digging the dancing queen!!" we both sing loud.

17 hours to go.

They pass pretty quick. As fast as 17 hours in a car can go by.

"The village should be close." Duff says.

Half an hour goes by. We are in the village now.

"Should we ask someone who Pedro is? And where he lives?" I ask.

"They gave us his adres. It's supposed to be here." Duff says.

He stops the car.
"C'mon." He says and puts his hand on mine.