This Can't be Real..

Chapter 48

(June's POV)

I walked in to the hotel then reality slapped me in the face, "Oh shit.. I almost died.."  I said to myself, then walked into the elevator. I hummed to the elevator music which was currently playing '21 Guns' by Green Day. I got out of the elevator and headed to my room where most of the noise was coming from.

Before I could open the door, it flew open and revealed a shirtless Taylor, and in the background nine other shirtless boy's. I stared at them with wide eyes, a slight blush creeping.

Taylor looked down at me and smirked, "Like what you see?" He asked winking. Cam came up behind Taylor and smacked him up side the head. "Taylor, shut the fuck up." Cam grumbled, walking away "Ow!" Taylor rolled his eyes then walked away. I chuckle, and walk into the room. 

"PUT SOME DAMN SHIRTS ON!" I shout, glaring at each and everyone. They scramble, like scrambled eggs, to find a shirt. Matt shrieks.

"CAMERON I FORGOT YOUR MIDDLE NAME DALLAS, THAT'S MY SHIRT." Cameron takes it off, making a disgusted face, whipping it at Matt.

"THERE YOU GO MATTHEW LEE ESPINOSA." Matt smirks, and puts it on. I look at them, and just walk out of the room. I understand I just walked in, but... just no. I was walking to the roof now, cause why the fuck not?

I get a call, from who? Guess? My dad.

"Hi daddy!" I scream through the phone. Dad laughs, and says,"Hey, Bear." 

"HEY JUNNIEEE." My uncles scream from the phone. I giggle. I miss them so much..

"Hey, UNCLE JC, UNCLE SAM, UNCLE TREV, UNCLE RICKY, UNCLE KIAN!" I scream back. They laugh, but then another call interupts this. Miranda, I smirk.

"Dad, I gotta call you back, I'll skype you later!" I say.

"Wait, wh-" I hang up the phone, answering Miranda.

"Hey, hey, hey." I say.

"So, I'm going to get straight to the point. I see you met Niall."  Wait, what?

"Whaat? How do you know Niall?" I ask, confuzzled.

"One. He's in that band I was talking to you about. And two, he won't shut up about you." I can pratically see her rolling her eyes. 

"Well, um.. Yeah.. I may have ran into him on the street. But technically-" 

"Yeah, yeah. Blah, blah, blah. He saved your life. Come over in like ten. Seen ya soon. PEACE OUT HOME DOG!" I hear a beeping sound, indicating she had hung up. Well damn..  I call my dad again, having short conversation, and then telling him I had to meet my bestfriend, and that'll call him on skype before I go to sleep. I head back to my room, packing a few things, just incase I sleep over.

Cameron stops me, right before I walk out of room.

"Umm, where do you think you're going?" I place a hand on my chest, in fake disbelief. 

"The hell you think you are, runnin' me by the rules?" 

"I'm technically your legal guardian, until your father comes back." He leans against the door frame, and crosses his arm. Oh right, too bad I don't play by the rules. Tehe. Rebel ova here. I smirk, and drop down, crawling through the space between him and the door, standing back up and running to elevator.

"WAIT JUNE! GIVE MEH A HUG!" He shouts after me, with his arms wide open. I walk over to him, and then I open my arms, last second I octopus this shit, and walk back into the elevator.

"Octopus bitch, octopus." Smirking, and then scream,"AS-TA LA VISTA BRUH." While the doors shut.

I give him a quick text, saying what I was doing. His reply,"You little fucker.. HAVE FUN! ( smirk emoji )." I facepalm myself.

The elevator dings, I sprint through the doors, and out the hotel doors aswell. I sprint through the streets, remembering where her hotel is, only because I have like 3 minutes left, and I know she will hurt me if I'm not on time.

I finally approach the hotel doors, and walk in casually. I walk to the bellhops desk, and I ask," Erm, Miranda Tomlinsons room?" The bellhop studies me carefully, and then asks," You're aren't a fan?" I roll my eyes, and then open my phone.

"What-"

"Shh." I show her the contact of Miranda, he nods his head.

"Room 302, 5th floor."  I give a quick thankyou, and walk to the elevator. The elevator was playing Partick Stump,'Spotlight'. I was having like, a mini ass dance party by myself, in the elevator.

Cuzz I'm cool like daat.

Thank the heavens, that I was the only one in the elevator. The doors had opened, but I didn't notice. And Miranda was standing there, just staring at me.

She clears her throat,"Girl, is you okay?"  I look at her, and then just walk out casually, then tripping over my shoelace, grabbing Miranda and her falling with me.

"RAWR." Miranda screeches.

"AHH." I scream. I look up and there's an old married couple, staring at us like we're retards. I then look over at Miranda and she's all like," Is we good? Like, do we got a problem?" The old couple jump a bit, and scurry away. I laugh, and get up, helping Miranda up aswell. She grabs my arm, and drags me to what I think is her hotel room.

She kicks the door open, and shouts,"I'M BACK MOTHER FUCKERS! MISS ME?" Five guys come running out of some random place, and engulf her in a big hug. I stand there awkwardly, but I notice a blonde haired beauty. Niall. I blush a bit, and just wait. They eventually pull out of the hug, and then  Curly frie, points at me, and looks at Miranda.

"Now, who is this young lady?" My eyes widen a bit, and then I stutter,"My.. N-Name's June.." FUCK, way to embarass yourself June. He nods his head and then continues.

"Well, I'm Harry," He points to the next person beside him.

"I'm Liam." He smiles warmly.

"LOUIS!" The guy I'm guessing named Louis, shrieked. I laugh a bit.

"I'm Niall, and I like to give Horan hugs." He smirks, and then runs to me, and wraps his arms tightly around me. I giggle, and mimic his actions. He pulls away, and walks back to the line of boys.

Then the last one, who I might say, is very, very, HOT. Speaks up.

"And I'm Zayn." He gives a slight wave. Wait... Zayn? OH MY LORDY. No wonder Miranda has fallen inlove with him. HE'S FUCKING HAWT. Aww.. but they would make such a cute couple. My new  otp.

I scream very, very loudly,"OTP!" Miranda gasps, and smacks my arm, and then looks away blushing. I catch a glimpse of Zayn, looking down and smiling.