The Meet and Greet

Chapter 18

Allie's POV

Bianca told me to move on. I couldn't. She tried to set me up on dates, but it wasn't working out too well. It wasn't that they weren't attractive or that I wasn't interested. It's just that they weren't Jack. I wanted Jack.

I was on "date", I mean he thought it was a date but I didn't, with this kid from my school named Jason. He was sweet and all, but he wasn't Jack.

I really wanted my phone back, but my contract ended soon so my parents were making me wait until then. I just sat across from Jason thinking until he interrupted me.

He awkwardly looked at me and then back at his plate. "So like uh do you not want to be here?," he asked.

I sighed and said, "Look I'm sorry, you're a great guy and all but it's just that Jack and I didn't necessarily break up so now is not the time for me to being moving on."

He could tell I wasn't feeling it at all and was fine with it. He offered to take me home, but I declined because I had an uber.

On my way back home I passed that same hotel from earlier. I thought I should go in and see who it was because if it was one of Jack's friends I could explain everything to them and Jack and I would be okay.

"Can you stop at this hotel please?," I asked the driver. He nodded his head and stopped the car.

I got out and walked into the hotel. It was the same one Cameron and Bianca were having their water gun fight in. I waited in the lobby for whoever the celebrity staying at this place was.

I fell asleep on the chair in the lobby and woke up from girls screaming. I tried to see who was in the crowd, but it was too hard to see anyone.

Johnson's POV

I was about to go in the elevator until someone caught my eye. I saw Allie sitting in a chair in the lobby. "ALLIE OVER HERE," I screamed as loud as I could. She turned around trying to figure out where the noise was coming from, but just shrugged it off.

She came to see me. She cares. The elevator guy brought us to the top floor, but I demanded that he bring me back down. He did as I said.

When I got back to the lobby, she was gone. I wanted to go to her house, but there were too many fans outside the hotel and there was no way I could make it past them. I decided I would go in the morning because I only had a few more hours left in New York.

When I woke up the next morning, or should I say afternoon, I was rushing to get ready. Gilinsky and I had both overslept and were going to miss our flight. I couldn't even stop to see Allie. I know this sounds bad, but I forgot about her because I was in such a rush.

We made it to the airport gate 10 minutes before the plane took off. We got on the plane and once again here I was leaving Allie. Great.