: Outlaws of Love Chapter 15/16Author
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Dirty Dancing Crossover fic, Not at all true, based on real people, please don't tweet this to them, etc..., all mistakes are mine.Warnings
: homophobia in the sixties, m/m sex, gay bashing, dirty dancing, lol.Summary
: Adam is a dance kid from West Hollywood working at Helstead's Family Resort in the year 1963. Kris is just eighteen, going to college in the fall with a huge secret and comes to the resort with his family where he discovers Adam, Dancing and First Love.A/N
: I started this fic almost a year ago. I love the movie dirty dancing and thought kradam was a perfect match. It follows the movie a lot, even some direct quotes, but with some twists. I hope you enjoy it. Completed fic, I'll try and post twice a week. Please comment, it makes me happy.
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Outlaws of Love Chapter 15
Dr. Allen managed to break up whatever was going on between his son and Glen before it got any more heated. He urged Kris away, telling him to cool off and then put his arm around Glen. “I think we need to talk, son.”
Kris’s heart was racing as he walked away from his dad. He wondered what his dad was going to say to Glen, and how much he’d overheard of the conversation, anyway.
Before he knew it, Kris was at the large cabin where the working kids danced at night. He peaked in the door and saw Sheila, who noticed him right away. Kris”, she hurried over to him. “Come on in.”
“Sorry, I know I shouldn't be here now, without…” He couldn't say it.
“Aw, you miss Adam. We all do. But you’re always welcome here, Kris”, she assured him.
Kris stepped inside and noticed Joyce dancing with a girl and looking like she was having the time of her life. He just smiled. She didn’t want to tell him she was coming here, so he wouldn't feel bad. When Joyce did finally notice him, she grinned, sheepishly. Kris just gave her a nod and smiled at her and then followed Sheila to the dance floor, where they joined Danielle and another boy. “Oh honey, you’re here”, she gave Kris a hug and then proceeded to take him by the shoulders and lead him in the dance. “I know it’s not the same as dancing with Adam, but…”
“Dani, I’m glad you’re still here”, he really was glad he had Dani. It made him feel closer to Adam in some way.
At the end of the evening, Kris and Joyce walked together back to their cabins in silence. When they arrived at Joyce’s cabin, Kris bid her good night and promised to see her at breakfast the next day.
He made it to his cabin and everyone was already in bed asleep, so he went into his room and did the same.
The next morning, he saw Joyce in the dining hall for breakfast just like he promised and afterwards they went outside for a walk. “Well Kris, summer is almost over.”
“Yeah, when do you leave for school?” He asked her.
“In two weeks. I have a lot of shopping to do, according to my mother”, she rolled her eyes.
“Yeah, me too. Leaving soon, I mean. My mom always did my shopping.”
“Ah, lucky you. My mom takes shopping as a mother/daughter bonding mission.”
“I think that’s nice.”
“You wouldn’t if you saw the clothes she tried to pick out for me”, she snickered.
They were each lost in their own thoughts and then, “Do you have any regrets?” Joyce asked him, suddenly.
Kris shook his head, “None. Everything I did this summer, Adam. I had the best summer of my life and its all because of him.”
“Do you think you’ll ever see him again?”
Kris nodded this time. “I hope so. He gave me his telephone number in West Hollywood, and my school is only ten minutes away”, he shrugged, not fully believing what he was saying.
“You’re not sure if he’ll want to see you?”
“He’s got his own life there, and I’m just a kid to him…”
“No you’re not”, Joyce, argued. “He loves you.”
“Yeah, now. But what happens when he gets back to his life and…”
“Forgets about you?”
Fortunately, Danielle showed up at that moment. “Hey guys”, she said, cheerily.
“Have you spoken to Adam?”
“No sweetie, not today.”
“Kris is worried that Adam will forget about him before he gets to LA.”
Danielle smiled, “Ya know, Kris. I've known Adam a long time”, she sat down next to him and took his hand in hers.
“I know”, he sighed, wishing that he had the history with Adam that she did.
“He’s not the love ‘em and leave ‘em type.”
Kris looked into her eyes, searching. “He’s not.” It wasn't a question, but more of an assurance to himself.
"Adam ordered me before he left to take care of you for him.”
“Yes, he did”, she smiled, squeezing his hand.
Kris nodded in understanding, and wiped the tears forming in his eyes.
“Are you ready for the talent show tomorrow?” She changed the subjects.
He nodded, standing up. “I’m ready.”
“I can’t wait to see you up there, Kris”, Joyce joined the conversation.
“Or fall on my face.”
Kris and Danielle did a practice run-through of their performance for the next day. Kris was nervous as hell, but Dani kept telling him to breathe and relax. After a vigorous work-out he met his family for lunch.
Glen completely avoided their table which was unusual for him. Kris was just relieved. He’d almost forgotten about his dad interrupting them yesterday, and wondered again what had happened after he left the two of them alone. He figured he was probably better off not knowing.
Both Kris’s parents and Joyce’s wanted to play golf, so they ended up having a six-some, so it took longer than usual, but Kris needed the distraction and they all got along well, so…
After their uneventful, yet long round of golf, the group disbanded and went back to their respective cabins to get ready for lunch.
"They are awfully nice", Mrs. Allen said of Joyce and her parents. "Do they know, Kris?"
"Know what?" Then it hit him. "Oh, you mean that Joyce and I aren't really dating?"
"Yeah, that", she chuckled.
"No, they see what they want to see. I don't think that Joyce wants that conversation yet."
"Neither did you?"
"No”, he shook his head. “When we first got here, I thought it was some dirty little secret that I'd take to the grave, but then I met Adam and..."
"You didn't want to hide any longer", mom said, knowingly.
Kris shook his head. "I felt like the weight of the world had been lifted, until..."
"I'm sorry, Kris."
"I know. I'll survive."
"Well, we go home in two days and then it's time to get ready for college."
What she lovingly meant was that he wouldn't have time to think about Adam. Good luck with that,
"Will you keep in touch with Joyce after we leave?"
"Yeah, I hope so. We exchanged our phone numbers, so she may call you to get my number at school."
"That's nice, Kris."
"She's the first person I ever talked to about being gay, except for Adam, of course."
"I'm glad you had someone, Kris."
The next morning after breakfast, Joyce and Kris went to the studio to find Danielle to prepare for the talent show that afternoon.
“Oh good, you’re here. I have your costume.”
“My costume?” Kris asked. “Uh.”
“Kris, of course you have to have a costume. We’ll be up on stage”, she said like it was the most reasonable thing ever.
“I’m not going to look stupid, am I?”
Joyce just snickered, but knew better than to make a crack right now.
“Of course not. You’re going to look amazing.” She walked over and grabbed a pile of clothes and handed them to Kris. “You can change in there”, she said, pointing to the restroom on the other side of the studio.
“Well of course now, silly. Then we can do a dress rehearsal.”
“You look really nice, Dani”, Joyce chose this moment to mention Danielle’s costume, which up until now, Kris hadn't even noticed.
“Oh, you do”, he sounded surprised.
“Of course I do, now go and change and then we’ll fix you up.”
Kris was already in the bathroom and didn't hear that last part.
“You mean makeup?” Joyce asked Dani, giggling.
“Just a little stage makeup, that’s all.”
“I can’t wait to see that”, she snickered.
“Yeah, me either. I hope he doesn't fight me too much; it's difficult enough doing a boy's makeup without them fussing.
"Except Adam", Joyce guessed correctly.
"Yeah, except Adam", she snickered. "He gives me tips."
"What?" Kris came out looking very sheepish. "Don't laugh", he dared them.
"I wouldn't dare", Dani declared as she stood up and ran over to her prodigy. "You look amazing, Kris."
"Man, if I liked boys, Kris", Joyce made this half whistling/gurgling sound causing both Dani and Kris to laugh hysterically.
"Yeah, he's hot, right? You just need a little, um, fixing.”
"Fixing", Kris repeated. "What, my hair?"
"Yup, and you're face, come in here", she guided him into the bathroom, before he had a chance to argue, or run.
"I am not wearing makeup, I'll look stupid", Kris stated firmly.
Dani assured him that she’d do only the absolute necessary so he didn’t look washed out on stage. “All actors and performers wear makeup on stage, Kris. Even boys”, she insisted.
Joyce stood in the doorway so she could watch the entertainment, and so Kris couldn't escape. He kept throwing her pleading glances, which she chose to ignore.
Danielle sat him on the toilet and spread out her makeup on the counter. "Now, where is it?" She asked herself as she dug into the bottom of her makeup bag looking for... "Oh, here it is", she pulled out the black liquid eyeliner. "Ok, this might feel a little weird."
"Dani, do you know what you're doing?" Kris asked, not meaning to offend her, but.
"Of course, I do. We want your eyes to pop."
"Just like Adam's", she said carefully as she slid the tiny brush in and out of the bottle. "Hold still and close your eyes", she demanded.
While Joyce was standing in the door, someone brushed past her. Startled she turned around and put her hand over her mouth in surprise.
"Shh", Adam whispered and then moving her to the side, he stepped in the room, his finger over his lips, shushing Dani before she started to speak. He gestured with his hand for her to move away from Kris and she realized at once what he was doing. "Keep your eyes closed, Kris", she told him. She smiled at Adam and then she and Joyce quietly left the room.
"Are you going to do it?" Kris asked, impatiently when the room got suddenly quiet.
"mmhuh", and then Adam bent down and his lips brushed against Kris's. "What the?" Kris opened his eyes and had to blink twice. "Oh my God."
"Adam, what are you doing here?" Kris wanted to pinch himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming.
"Um, Mr. Helstead called me apologizing and asked me to come back", he shrugged, not really believing it himself.
"Yeah, he sounded strange on the phone, like it was forced. I would have told him to go fuck himself, but I need this job", he said, grinning.
"Oh, right", of course
Adam was grinning now. "Kris, I came back because I missed you."
"And I didn't want to miss your performance debut."
"I still wish we could dance together."
"Well, we’ll see about that."
He gave Kris a peck on the lips, ignoring his inquiry. "Come on."
"Where are we going?" Kris let Adam lead him out of the studio.
"I missed you", Adam smirked.
"Have him back in one hour, Adam", Dani shouted as they tore past her, practically running to Adam's cabin.