Hotel Stairwells

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Of course the one night I want off I have to work. I could be watching the end of the Paramore concert, but I'm sitting at my desk handing out room keys and toiletries. Lovely.I sighed and ran my hands through my hair before hearing the door open. "Welcome to our hotel. I'm Sapphire. How may I help you today?" I looked up and my eyes met with a set of beautiful hazel ones. "Umm.." She stuttered and blushed, seemingly embarrassed or nervous, "Can I get my r-room key, please?" Hayley Williams was nervous because of me. I had to stay as professional as possible. "Name?" I asked, biting my lip, because I already knew what she was going to say. "Williams." She nodded and I looked up to find her staring at me. "Here you go." I smiled, "142. It's the room right across the lobby." I pointed and she nodded before walking away. "I've never seen her that nervous." Jeremy laughed, "Room for Davis, please."

"Here you go, 146. And Mr. York, you have 147" He smiled and took the key from me before tilted his head to the side. "You know us?" I blushed before responding. "Well, you guys are my favorite band." They both smiled at me before Hayley came walking out of her room. Jeremy leaned closer and whispered, "I think she likes you." I blushed as she stood before me. "U-um can you tell me where the ice machine is?" I looked at the door and noticed that no one else was coming. Well, considering how late it is I'm not really surprised. They always tell us to provide our best service so I'll do just that. "I get off in a couple minutes.If you let me go change really quickly I could just walk you?" She smiled and nodded. She walked back to her room and Jeremy shot me a wink. "She definitely likes you.""How can you tell?"

"She meets dozens of people every day of tour. She smiles, but she's never nervous." Taylor grinned and and said loud enough for her to hear, "Hayley's in looovvvveeee" She turned around and glared at him, a deep red tint to her cheeks. "Sapphire?"

"Yeah boss?"

"Your shifts done. Head home." I laughed and looked back at the older woman standing behind me, "I'll be across the lobby if you need me."

"I still don't understand why you enjoy living here so much."

"I can't be super late, plus I get a free room." She smiled and I walked out the door to go to my room. "You live here?" Taylor asked as I passed by the vending machine he was standing at, "Yeah," I nodded, "141" He smiled, "We should hang or something. After you're done sweeping Hayley off her feet of course." I stepped into my room and quickly changed out of my uniform. I decided that even though we're just going up a couple floors that I should look semi-decent. Once I was content with my appearance I knocked on Hayley's door. "The ice machine is up a couple floors. We can either take the elevator or the stairs." She shrugged, "Stairs. Gives me time to talk to you more." She blushed as we walked. She talked about tour and how much she loved performing. I usually listened. "Wait, you like our band?" She raised an eyebrow and I nodded. "How come you didn't freak out when you saw us?" I smiled and laughed, "Me fangirling is probably not the most professional thing, love." She blushed and looked at me, "Love?"

"Sorry... just er.. slipped out?" I stuttered and she smiled, "I like it. Unless your.. girlfriend has a problem with it?" I shook my head and rubbed the back of my neck, "I've been single for awhile." She looked at me and smiled. "Well... that's good.." I raised an eyebrow and she backed me into the wall gently and kissed me. "They weren't kidding.." I whispered after she pulled away. "Huh?" She blushed and bit her lip. "They said it was so obvious you liked me" She mumbled something and looked up at me. "So, do I have a chance then?" I nodded and leaned down, connecting our lips again. "More than a chance." I heard a muffled conversation between two distinctly male voices before she tilted her head to the side. "So... um.. will you uhh..." She stuttered and I smiled at her, "Be my girlfriend?" She asked. "Definitely."

"Finally." Jeremy yelled as he and Taylor both laughed.

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