Started With a Lie

Chapter Five: The Rules

Madison

"Oh..." I said a bit disappointingly, releasing him from my hug attack.

Well atleast he agreed, that's a big step for this plan to work.

"Well, what are the rules?" I asked, raising a brow.

"When does this dinner party end?" He asked, completely ignoring my question.

"Around midnight, I guess." I shrugged, I never pay attention to Mr. Harvey that much anyways.

He glanced down at his golden Rolex wrist watch, nodding lightly.

"It's only 20:45, come with me." He said sternly, sending a weird feeling to my gut.

He's probably turning you on, idiot.

The elevator doors opened, landing on the floor where we first saw each other.

He hastily walked out, making me keep up with his pace as he went to his hotel bedroom.

Number 35b.

It's funny how Justin Bieber was on the exact same floor as me, only a few doors away.

He slid in his key card, swiping it and causing it to go beep. He swiftly opened the door, waiting for me to get in first.

Hmm, he's a gentleman too? This guy might just be the whole package.

"The whole package?" He smirked, laughing a little.

Did I say that out loud?! Nice going, shithead.

My face flushed a red color, as I smiled walking in his room. It was your typical 'boy-has-a-messy-room' kinda thing.

A pizza box laying on the floor, some Calvin's in the small trashcan that's tipped over, an unmade bed, and random socks just laying around everywhere.

But surprisingly, his room smelt really good. (Sniffs) Was that Armani Cologne no. 2?

I heard the door close behind me, meaning he was inside.

"Sorry about the mess, was just in a rush to make it for this party thing." He mumbled, picking up a few socks and chucking them in a laundry basket.

"I don't mind, I'm used to it." I shrugged.

He stopped his actions to look at me, shooting me a questioning look.

"You have a brother?" He queried.

"Yeah, his name is Calvin." I stated simply, placing my clutch purse onto his nightstand. I plopped onto his bed, letting out a big sigh.

"Speaking of Calvin, why are your Calvin's in a trashcan?" I giggled a bit, shaking my head.

"Oh, that?" He laughed with me, a wide smile on his face which made my heart flutter. "I just got way too many Calvin's ever since I did the photoshoot. So I found the best way was to just get rid of some after I use them." He winked sweetly, still smiling.