Sorry Daddy || ashton irwin

3.

I open my eyes only to shut them tightly because of the brightness of the light blazing into the room.

"Oh so sleeping beauty is finally up," my sister says in an obnoxious voice.

"Shut up Emily."

"You better get up if you want to try and find them before they go to the venue." she says.

"What time is it?" I ask her groggily, trying to blink my eyes open again.

"Noon."

"Damn it, why didn't you wake me up sooner?"

I open my eyes fully now and sit up in the bed, wrapping the covers around me.

"Uhm, I did try to wake you up sooner. Like 5 times. You can't be mad at me. It's your fault that you probably stayed up late last night." Emily retorts.

"Yeah whatever"

Instead of getting up right away, I lay back down and get on my phone. After going through my Instagram notifications and scrolling through my feed for a bit, I check twitter. I search to see if anyone knows where the boys are staying, but no one has a clue. Then I see if the boys are already at the venue. Fuck, people are saying that they most likely are. Well, there goes my chance of meeting them before the concert. I'll just have to try to find them afterwards.

After staying on twitter for a little longer, I drag myself out of the extremely comfortable bed with the amazingly fluffy white comforter. This hotel is actually pretty awesome, and I decide that when I get home I'll actually maybe thank my mom for booking this one.

I saunter into the bathroom and see a fucking claw footed bathtub. Oh my God. I have always wanted to take a bath in one of these. I don't even know why, I'm probably just weird. I'm definitely going to thank my mom for this hotel now. I yell to my sister that I'm going to take a bath and she yells back that she's going to get some breakfast and maybe go shopping.

I run my bath and get undressed quickly while the bathtub is filling up. When it is full, I slide into the water slowly. Oh my goodness this is almost heavenly.

After sitting in the bath until the water got cold, I get out and wrap myself in a wonderfully soft towel. I grab another and wrap my hair in it.

I walk out of the bathroom and go over to the sliding glass doors and look out. The balcony looks out over the pool. Holy shit, it's gigantic. It's only like 2 p.m. so there aren't many people in it. I scan the people and see lilac hair. There's no way. I do a double take but I can't spot him again. What are the chances that could be Michael. Literally almost zero.

With my heart still racing from what I think I saw, I dry off and try to pick out what I'm going to wear. I had an something planned out but anytime I ever plan out an outfit, I end up changing it. I decide on some black tights, a black skater skirt, a pale pink, flowy tank top, and black on black Vans. I have to wear lace underwear with this skirt or else it shows the lines so I search through my bag for a pair and out black ones with a matching bra. I put them on then pull on the tights and when I get them on, I notice they have a run in them. Damn it. I better have another pair. I dig through my bag searching if I brought another pair. Thankfully I did. I put on that pair and slip on my skirt. Then I spend like 15 minutes trying to decide whether to wear the tank top tucked in or not. I finally decide just to go with tucked in.

I take my hair out of the towel and dry it as best as I can. I comb it through quickly and use my curling iron to put some waves in it.

I grab my makeup bag and head into the bathroom. I put some concealer on the wonderful little spots that decided to show up on my face last night. I put on some only slightly shimmery, nude colored eye shadow and then do winged eyeliner that I have still haven't managed to perfect even though I do it every single day. I dig through the makeup bag to find the lip stick I want. I go through the whole thing, and even dump it out but it's not in there. It's my absolute favorite lipstick, like it's only slightly darker than my natural lip color and it goes with literally any outfit and makeup. I'm going to be so mad if I lost it. I check my purse and it's right in the front pocket. Why am I so forgetful.

I put on my Vans, grab my phone off of the charger, and sling my purse over my shoulder and walk out of the hotel room. It's already like 3:30. I haven't even had breakfast yet but obviously it's too late for that now so I'm just going to get lunch. There's a restaurant here in the hotel but I feel like going to a cafe.

a/n: HI GUYS I FINALLY HAVE MY LAPTOP BACK!! I'm so sorry for the long wait but my dad is an asshole but whatever at least I finally have it back now. Thank you to everyone who has read this and to the people who leave votes and comments. It means so much to me. Like I never could have imagined that I could get this many reads. School ends Friday so I am completely serious in saying you guys can expect weekly updates, not monthly like they have been. Anyways, thank you so so so much. Ily.