Goodnight (part 17) Hot Hot Heat- Steve Bays

It was August, I had enrolled at the Art Institutes, and was getting ready to move to LA. I had already found an apartment, and was moving into to it today. I had my messenger bag around my shoulder and stood watching the movers load up my things. I sighed trying to fool myself into thinking this would be awesome moving somewhere else, but I really didn't want to. Steve wrapped his arms around me and kissed my cheek.
"All ready?" asked my dad who stood proudly next to me.
"Yup."
Steve and I got into my Jeep, and my parents got into my mom's 300m. My parents lead the way, then Steve and I, and then the moving truck. I put in Straylight Run and drove in silence. I didn't really have anything to talk about, and even if I did I wasn't in the mood.
A few good hours later, my things were in my apartment, and my parents were rattling on about how excited they were for me. I sat on my couch and stared out the window to the building across the street. So this was my new home: you opened the door and to the left there was a small kitchen with a snack bar that led out into the living room. From the back of the living room on the left there was a door leading to a guestroom. On the right of the living room there was my bedroom and bathroom, and to the right across the kitchen was another bathroom and a coat closet. The walls were painted white, the carpet was a tan, off-white color, the kitchen had white tile, and a gray counter top, with light wood cupboards, the bathrooms also had white tile, a light gray counter top, the master bathroom had a tub and shower, and the other just had a shower. So I guess this place wasn't that bad, it was fairly decent actually, but it still wasn't my home. I let my head fall back on the couch and let out a long sigh. Steve noticed and came over to the couch sitting next to me and turning on the tv. My parents soon joined us.
"What are you going to have for dinner?" asked my mom looking at the clock.
"I don't know, I'm not that hungry." I said back never taking my eyes off the tv.
"Do you want to go out for dinner?"
"No mom, I'm not that hungry." I repeated slightly more agitated.
"Uh, hunny, how about we go out and get some dinner and we can pick Steve up before we leave?" my dad said realizing I wanted to be left alone.
"Okay, but are you sure you don't want to come Kennedy?"
"Yes mom."
My parents grabbed their coats and headed for the door. I kept my eyes fixed to the tv, my arms wrapped around my ankles and my head resting on my knees.
"K.T.?"
"what?"
"Don't be like this."
"Be like what?" I asked coldly. How dare he tell me not to be upset.
"This is a great opportunity, don't ruin it by being angry." Steve said as he turned my face towards his. "I haven't seen you smile in months. You know it's only going to be as good as you let it."
I unfolded my body and turned so I was facing him. "I know."
"Then what are you going to do about it?" He asked brushing my bangs out of my eyes.
"Be happy?"
"Right."
"I don't like my bedroom. It's not red." I said out of nowhere.
"I didn't say complain, I said be happy." Steve said with a smile.
"I know but it's still not red." I broke down and smiled back. There was something contagious about his smile, once you saw it you it made you want to just give up and smile back.
"You smiled!" he said happily, "Well how about this, let's go figure out what we can do with your bedroom so that it fits your liking. Sound good?"
I nodded my head, pushing him down and running towards my room. "What was that for?" He asked as he chased after me.
I ran into my room and attempted to shut the door. Before the door closed all the way, Steve flung it open staring me in the eye. I smiled and ran for the bathroom. However I didn't make it to the bathroom in time. Steve grabbed my and swung me over his shoulder walking proudly back to my bed and throwing me down.
"You still never answered my question." He said leaning over me.
"Oh?"
"What was that for?"
"No reason, just thought it'd be fun." I beamed.
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rate and message please. this quiz is for the weekend, seems how I won't be here.