"I better get my own room, Irwin," I warned, "or all hell will break loose."
"I thought hell already broke loose when we first met her," I hear Calum whisper.
Luke elbows him and gives me a nervous glance. "Shut up, Cal, or all hell will break loose on us."
Ashton smiles at me. "Of course you'll get your own room. We respect females and that you want your privacy. Plus, I don't want you sharing a room with any of these perverted boys."
"Hey!" Calum pouted. "Who are you calling perverted?"
"Yeah, and I thought you'd want to share a room with Mia," Luke added.
Ashton rolled his eyes. "Mia wants a room to herself, so she will have a room to herself."
"Wait... How many rooms are there?" I asked, mentally face palming for not thinking about this question earlier.
Michael answered before Ashton could, "Two."
"WHAT?! You expect the four of us to cram in one small room while she gets one to herself?!" Calum shouts.
"Yeah, there's kind of one bed in each room, so it'd be hard for us to be in one bed with each other," Luke says then narrows his eyes at Michael. "Especially if a certain someone likes to sleep in the nude."
Michael rolls his eyes. "As if you don't."
I sigh. "Okay, I am willing to share a room." I felt guilty for forcing them to get my own room; it made me feel selfish.
"Awesome!" Ashton said. "You can choose a roommate yourself; choose wisely because you cannot undo your choice."
"Hmm..." I pondered and looked at all the boys.
Luke and Calum could care less, Ashton had a hopeful look in his eyes as he crossed his fingers together, and Michael played it cool but when he glanced at me he had an expectant look in his eyes; as if he just expected for me to choose him.
"I choose..." I glanced at them once more before finalizing my choice. "Michael."
"NO," Ashton yells in defeat. "I FAILED. MY LIFE IS RUINED. IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD."
"Now who's being dramatic," I muttered.
"I knew it," Calum smirked.
I went and stood beside Michael and he whispers to me, "I knew it, too."
"Oh, shush," I tell him.
Ashton sighs. "So there's one room downstairs and one room upstairs. Mia gets to choose first, lady's choice."
"Which room do you want, Mia?" Michael asked me.
"The upstairs one," I answered.
"Alright, let's go get settled in then," Luke said.
I take a hold of my suitcase and lift it up so I could carry it as I walk up the stairs; but Michael snatched it and took it upon himself to carry it up the stairs.
"Are you trying to impress me by being some strong macho man?" I mumble.
"As a matter of fact, yes," Michael says as we finally reach the top of the steps. "Am I impressing you yet?"
"You don't need to impress me anymore than you already do, Kitten," I said, winking. "I think you're fine just the way you are."
He stares at me in awe as I open the door to the bedroom I have chosen. It was an average size room, much like the room at home. The bed is much smaller than the one provided at the boys' house, though.
