Authors Note Thingy:
Why hello there. My name is Rebecca and I stole this beginning from Tyler Oakely.
Okay I have a couple things to say before the actual story.
1. OMFG TANK YOU. I HAVE 4.1 K READS AND HAVE 122 VOTES ON THIS STORY ALONE. ASDFGHJKL.
2. READ MY OTHER FANFIC. SERIOUSLY. REAAAAAAAAADDDD IT. NOW. GO. RUN.
3. Can you please ask your friends to read and review my story plleeeeeeeeeaase? I really want to get more comments on the chapters...
4. Dedicated to @planetgreyson_ one of ma best buddies from IG. That is her IG and WATTPAD. Go. Follow and fan her. Now. Go. Run.
That's about it for right now. There will be a rant at the bottom so get used to going down memory lane of my early chapter rants.
AND NOW
ON WITH THE CRAPTER!!
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As they have a concert tomorrow and had endured a long day of being asked mindless questions and changing clothes, both were sluggish when they arrived back to the hotel, deciding to both sleep in Greyson and I's room since Alli and I were totally camped out in the Simpson room.
The next morning I woke up to an empty hotel room, being completely unexpected from my part because I assumed Alli would be jumping on my bed as soon as she woke up from her own slumber or felt restless during the night.
Scratching the back of my head and turning over onto my right side, I reached over to the bedside table, grabbing my cellular phoning device and switching it on. After unlocking it by putting in Riley's birthday (February 17, so 0217), the device buzzed, alerting me I have a new incoming message. I quickly peer at the dormant alarm clock also sitting upon the side table, seeing the time is 8:27, incredibly late by my standards.
Going back to the text message, I see it's one from my mother dearest, saying "You do realize I have to meet this Cody right? I shall round kick him if he says anything like your last one did. Btw I LUUURRVVV YOU!! Also, Otto is pissed you didn't tell us before the tv did :p Xx"
Shhhhhiiiiiittttt.....
I forgot to tell my mom and her boyfriend! Dammit!
Although my mom is pretty laid back about these things because she understands my forgetful nature, as she's the one I got it from, but Otto... Well Otto is a different story.
When he became my moms boyfriend he swore to act like a father to me, since I never had one. He treats me like I am his real, biological daughter. Included in this is his over protectiveness and hatred of any guys my age who come my way, including Greyson since he never got to meet him before he became famous and left me. He and mom met four months after it.
And trust me, it took a lot to persuade him to let me go, not that he really had a choice because he was at his brothers house down over in Florida and couldn't physically restrain me from boarding the plane, despite how much I wished he could have at that point in time.
I text back a simple 'sorry' along with kisses back and agreeing to the meeting, not caring what Cody has to say in this matter.
After an intense game of Temple Run on my iPod, a feeling of great loneliness washed over me, forcing me to pull on my new sweater, compliments of Corrine, over my mix matched flannel pajamas and to open the hotel room door.
I made my way over to their room, and banged softly on the door with my fist, knuckles white from my hand being scrunched up, calling "Greyson, wake up you sleepy nugget!" as I kept knocking.
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