Empty Promises // s.m.

LAX

"Pais." I'm being shaken. "Pais." I'm shaken harder. "Paisley!" Someone kisses me and my eyes shoot open. Shawn leans back and sighs in relief.

"What was that for?" I touch my lips and glare back at him.

"You wouldn't wake up and we're here." He shakes his head and stands up, waiting for people to pass by.

"Well you didn't have to do that." I rub my eyes lightly and stand up next to him. The line ends and we follow them off the plane and into LAX. We're met with a burst of air conditioning, instead of heat. I'm surprised and my eyes widen when I see all the people walking around. I do a 360 and smile at everything. I think I'm going to like California.

"I'm going to wait for our luggage at the baggage claim. Look for the guys." Shawn starts walking away.

"Wait!" I call to him. "I don't know what they look like."

"I'll send you a picture of them." He takes out his phone and I get a text shortly after. "I'll be back." Shawn heads in the direction of the other people who also got off our plane. I sigh and look at guys around the airport, searching for the ones in the picture Shawn sent me. I should probably call Kelly and tell her I'm here. I'm not even sure what's going on. I shrug and take out my phone, dialing her number.

"Hey Kelly. Shawn and I just got to LAX."

"Great. You will be going back with those boys to the same hotel. I'm sure their manager will tell you what room you're staying in."

"What other models came?" 

"Well, you know Brad. The other two are kids, merely 11. We just brought 4. I'll tell you what you need to do later. I'm about to go into a meeting."

"Okay, bye Kelly."

"See you soon, Paisley." With that, she hangs up.

I frown and turn off my phone, walking to go find Shawn. I am still looking down at my phone when I bump into someone's chest.

"I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking, all my fault." I put my hands up and glance at him. He had piercing blue eyes and brown hair.

"It's all good. I'm Nash, Nash Grier." He smiles back at me.

"Paisley Jones." I smile and look around again. It's kind of weird talking to this teenage boy.

"I like that name. It suits you." He smirks.

"Uh, thanks?" I scrunch my eyebrows together.

"Pais, you found Nash." Shawn comes beside me with our suitcases.

"Shawn!" Nash hugs Shawn and pulls away. "Wait, you know her?"

"Yeah. Best friend since like forever." He shrugs and hands me my suitcase.

yeah, friends except you kissed me twice. TWICE

"Oh, so you're here with Shawn?" Nash smiles again at me.

"No. I'm here for Hollister." I shrug. 

Shawn rolls his eyes and coughs. "She's apparently a model."

"Shut up. I don't want your sass." I slap him.

Nash laughs at us and shakes his head. "You two are like an elderly couple. Come on, the guys are waiting outside and some Brad dude." He wraps one arm around each of us and walks us outside to the pickup area. We walk out into the gorgeous sunlight and I instantly get hot.

"It's so hot here. What is it, like 90 degrees?" I pull away and fan my face.

"More like a billion because you're here." Brad hugs me.