greenlight -- afi story♡

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after hours of talking about everything and anything with bella, my eyes did close and sleep overtook me. I'm so glad, I dont think I could handle being alone with calum on no sleep without letting something slip.

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josie: morning loser
cal pal: shush you love me
josie: that I cannot deny
josie: double checking it wasnt a dream, I'm meeting you today?
cal pal: ofc babe

the ashton irwin: good morning :)
josie: good morning sir
the ashton irwin: sir? really. it's too early for that
josie: for what?
the ashton irwin: it doesnt matter
the ashton irwin: any plans today?
josie: yes actually. you?
the ashton irwin: oh. okay. and no, no studio today
josie: I know that
the ashton irwin: how?

I pause. is Ashton allowed to know I'm meeting calum? I'm going to assume no so I left his message, afraid I'd slip up.

@ashton5sos: I just want to see you again
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@irwinsheart: I miss u :(

@ashton5sos liked your tweet: I miss u :(

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thankfully the hotel is on the outskirts of town, meaning it was just within walking distance. I got dressed and put on some light makeup.

I set off walking, thanking the heavens that there was no rain, but glad I had my coat to save me from the wind. I put my earphones in and pressed shuffle. rock music filled my ears, and I ended up walking to the beat. I probably looked like an idiot but I'm happy.

eventually the hotel is within my eyeline, and I realise I dont know the room number. I mean, I cant really just go up to the desk and ask for calum hood.

I called calum, hoping he'd pick up.

"hey, wait one sec" he says to me, speaking to someone on the other side of the phone with him. it sounded like he was saying goodbye to them.

"okay, hi, josie. what's up?" he questions.

"umm, I'm outside but I dont want to ask the desk for your room number" I feel a little pathetic but he just let's out a breathy laugh.

"346 babe. just knock when you get up here." he says and hangs up abruptly.

I walked into the hotel, appreciating the decor, it's so fancy. I spend most of my time looking up, and end up bumping into someone.

"oh, I'm sorry" I say immediately. looking up to see who I walked into. michael clifford. just my luck. my face goes bright red and I look at the floor.

"that's okay -- oh, hey, arent you the video girl?" the video girl? I mean I've been called worse.

"yeah, I guess that's me. I am really sorry for bumping into you. its just so pretty here." I said, rambling on, the nerves getting the better of me.

"yes, it is. I should get going though"

"okay, have a good day mike" I say and get a smile and wave in return.