Rockstar Lover || MNR

Chapter 3:Disguised As A Fan (revised)

*Meredith's Point Of View*

"So, the two of you came to Hollywood to see the concert?" Anthony questioned.

I don't know why, but I giggled at his question.

"Actually, I came just to make Shaylee happy, and also to have a week in Hollywood I guess." I said and shrugged my shoulders slightly.

"Oh, yeah. I forgot that you said that you didn't really care for-"

Before he could finish his sentence, my phone started ringing.

"I've got to take this. It's Shaylee." I said to Anthony before answering the phone.

"Where are you?" Shaylee asked.

I tried to think of an answer as quick as possible, because I couldn't just say 'I'm in your favorite bands hotel room.'

"Oh, I was just about to go to our room. I was in the library checking out some books." I said.

"I'm waiting for you in the room." She said, obviously being very impatient.

"Be there in a sec." I said and quickly rushed out the door.

But Shaylee wasn't in our room, she was right outside the door, but thankfully she didn't see me, because she was looking the other way.

I knew that I would have to somehow walk to our room from that area, because that's the only way to come from the library to our room.

I was crouched down, just waiting to think of something, while in the doorway of Anthony's room.

"Here, take this." Anthony pulled me inside the room for a moment, and handed me a hoodie sweatshirt that said Midnight Red in it.

Midnight Red merch.. If I put the hood on and covered my face, Shay would never suspect that it was me!

"Thanks." I said and put it over my dark blue tank top, then looked down at my skirt.

"She knows I was wearing this skirt. And I made it, so there's no others like it." I said to him.

"Tracy." He whisper yelled, and his sister came to him.

"Yeah?" She said.

"Lend her a pair of your jeans, please." He said.

"Why?" Tracy asked.

"She needs to get out of the room without her friend recognizing her." He said.

"Okay." She went to another part of the room, and quickly came back with a pair of skinny jeans.

"Thanks." I slipped on the jeans without taking of the skirt, then when I got the jeans on, I took off the skirt.

"Come back later?" Anthony said.

I smiled. "I'll see what I can do."

I put the skirt in in my backpack, which is a very common backpack, you see backpacks like it everywhere.

I pulled the hood over my head, and walked out of the room before shutting the door.

I made sure to keep my head down as I walked past her and down the hall, as soon as I reached the end of the hall, I got in the elevator.

I actually did go to the library, so I could check some books out since I told Shay that I did. Then, I went into the bathroom and changed back into my skirt, and put the jeans and hoodie in my backpack.

I went back upstairs and to our room.

"Mere!" Shay gasped. "Your hair is a mess, and your shirt is wrinkled! And.. What took you so long?" She asked.

I shrugged.

"I found another book I wanted to check out, and they had a little bit of trouble getting it to pop up on the computer, that's what took me so long." I explained as I walked inside our room with Shay.

"What about your hair and shirt? How'd it end up a mess?" She questioned.

"While you were at the pool, I fell asleep reading." I said almost as soon as she asked the question.

I was pretty good at coming up with excuses and answers really quick, because when I was in middle school, I took a drama class, and all they taught was improvisation.

"Oh okay." She said and shrugged.

I set my backpack on one of the beds and ran my hands through my hair.

"So, what should we do now?" I asked.

"I think we should sleep. It's almost midnight, and the concert is tomorrow." She said.

I nodded in agreement.

-

After a few hours, Shaylee had fallen asleep, so I decided to sneak out and see if Anthony was still awake. So, I quietly stepped around her bed, and got to the door, but I accidentally made a noise.

"What are you doing?" Shaylee asked.

"You're dreaming." I said. "Lay back down."

Of course she was crazy enough to believe me, so I left the room and went to the room next door.

"Meredith, I was just about to watch a movie. Want to join me?" Anthony asked after letting me in.

"Sure." I said with a slight smile.

We sat on the couch after he put in a scary movie, and we cuddled as the movie played.