A Little Bit Of Your Love //LJ

CHAPTER 2:

"NAYA WAKE UP!!"

I groaned and opened my eyes to see the plane empty. I took my headset off and put my sunglasses on. I didn't know it was this hot in Miami. Yes, we just landed here in Miami where im going to meet my mother. To say im nervous was an understatement.

"You ok there buddy?"

"Don't call me buddy."

I let my naturally curly brown hair drop on my shoulder as we walked to the baggage lift, if that's what you call it.

"We will go to the hotel your mom and her bandmates are staying at, but they have a house here."

I just nodded. Dad got my suitcase and dragged it going in the cab. He put it in the trunk while I got in the back seat putting my headset on. The headset is my one and only best friend. As Lana del rey's Ultraviolence started to play, I felt the car start to move. I let the music take me to other places as I stared out the window looking at the palm trees as they pass by.

"We are here now. For God's sake Naya, could you put that headset away even if it's just for a day?"

I looked at him blankly and shook my head no. he sighed and got out. I giggled before following him. Oh how I love annoying him. It's just funny. I got my suitcase this time and dragged it inside the hotel. As we entered the elevator a girl at her 20s came rushing in and I have to admit she is beautiful.

"Hey, my name is Brad."

Ugh, here he goes again. Does he really have to flirt with every girl he sees? Poor girls, I feel sorry for them.

"Umm.. hi, Cindy."

They shook hands.

"Is she your daughter."

"Yup. My little princesses."

Then he put his arms around me. OH NO HE DID NOT!!! I glared at him and got one of his fingers and harshly put them down. He tried to put it back up but I just glared at him more.

"Don't even freaking think about it."

I growled at him and he put his hands up in surrender and fear. I have anger issues and I think that's one thing I got from him, maybe the only thing. We might not know. The whole elevator ride was really awkward thanks to the guy over here. When the elevator stopped at the 3rd floor I dragged Dad by the collar.

"WHAT THE FREAK WAS THAT?! DON'T GET ALL TOUCHY ON ME!! YOU GET THAT?!"

He sighed and nodded.

"Ok, I admit, that was a crappy move."

"Hell yeah it was a crappy move. Now what room number?"

"Follow me."

He led me to the end of the hall and knocked on the door. I just stood there wearing my headset, with my arms crossed wearing a blank expression. You could say I had mixed emotions going through me right now. I don't know how to feel. I mean I should be happy right? I get to finally see my mother after 15 years. I get to see her after she ABANDONED ME!! Yeah, you could say im still mad at her, really mad. I mean who wouldn't. I put my shades on and put my head down while massaging mg forehead.

"oh, hey Brad, and this must be..."

I looked up and saw the one and only Ally Brooke Hernandez. Just by seeing her, I know who my mom is already. How did I not see this? My green eyes, my height, my accent, my skin colour and most specially, my lips, and let's be real her, you can barely see the lips of my dad. Sorry not sorry. I entered and dragged my bag going inside the room. As I entered I saw the one and only Lauren Jauregui standing there holding a cup of coffee. She ran to me and hugged me while I just awkwardly stood there not hugging her back.