Money|| Ashton Irwin

three

Cassie

I park my car in the parking garage, get out, lock the door, and start walking to the entrance of the hotel. How in hell am I supposed to get in?

  I see a security guard blocking the entrance. Maybe if I show him my key card for my room he'll let me in? I decide to go with that and get my card out.

  My next problem is getting through the crowd of screaming teen girls.

"Excuse me." I say trying to get to the front. That doesn't seem to work so I need a new plan.

"Okay people! Move outa my way. I'm staying here and I need to get in." Some people moved so I'm 2 rows away from the door. I push my way through the remaining people and get the security guards attention.

"Hey, Mr. Security Guard, I'm staying here so if you could be so kind as to let me in, that would be fantastic." I say to the guard.

  He eyes me suspiciously and says, "Prove it."

  I show him my key card and he lifts me over the barrier and through the door.

"Thank you." I say to him.

"No problem, miss. Have a good night."

"You too." I say before heading to the elevator.

  Right before the door starts to close, I hear, "Hold the door open!"

  I look and see a frantic 5SOS running towards the elevator with fans running after them.

  I quickly stop the doors, wait for them to get in, and let go. They shut just in time.

"Ugh, thank you. We had to run 3 blocks. Wait, you're staying here right? You're not going to kidnap us, right?" Calum questions.

All the boys look at me. I laugh and say, "Yes I'm staying here, and no, I'm not going to kidnap you. I am a huge fan of you guys though. I was just at your show. You were amazing." I reply.

  Michael presses the button for the 8th floor, since he was closest to the panel.

"Oh, my god. You're the girl." Ashton stares at me and whispers.

"What?" I question him.

"Umm nothing! Were you on the big screen during She's Kinda Hot?" He asks.

"Yeah, why?" I say with a smile.

"No reason. I saw you on it is all."

"Really? That awesome! I was so excited when that happened."

"What's your name?" Michael asks.

"It's Cassie, you can call me Cassie or Cass. It doesn't matter to me." I tell him.

"Cassie, what floor are you staying on?"

"8th floor."

"NO WAY WE ARE TOO!" Michael screams while hugging me.

"We can be best friends, and play videos games, and eat pizza, and listen to music- wait. Are you one of the fans that likes pop music?" He rambles.

"God, no. I despise pop music. I like all kinds of rock. From All Time Low to Suicide Silence. You are the closest to pop music I'll get. Pop-punk is the closest I will get."

"Yayyyyyyyyy! You don't listen to shitty music!" Calum exclaims while high fiving me.

"Calum! Language!" Ashton scolds him. I laugh just as the doors open.

"What room are you?" Luke asks.

"823."

"We are rooms 824 and 825!" Luke exclaims.

"Awesome." I say back with a smile.

"How old are you, Cassie?" Ashton asks.

"Just turned 18 ."

  Ashton mumbles "yes" under his breath.

Michael gives him a weird look and says, "So, what kind of dye do you use for your hair?"

"I get professional shit. I went to a vocational school for high school. I got a cosmetology license."

"We should dye our hair the same color before we leave." Michael suggests.

"That would be awesome. What color?"

"I have no clue. Do you have any suggestions?"

"What about half black half red like Ash Costello?"

"Isn't she from New Years Day?" Calum asks.

"Yes. They're such a good band."

"I haven't heard any of their songs." He says back.

"You should listen to them sometime."

"I will right now."

He goes on his phone and pulls up their song Kill Or Be Killed and turns the volume all the way up.

"This is so good." Calum says halfway through the song.

"I know. This is one of my favorite songs."

"I like them." Luke says.

"Me too." Ashton agrees.

"Can you hang out right now, Cassie?" Michael asks.

"Um yeah! Let me just put my stuff in my room." I say.

"Okay. Can I come with you?" He replies.

"Yeah if you want to."

"I do."

Michael and I walk into my room while the other boys go to their rooms.

"So why are you staying in a hotel?" Do you live around here?" Michael questions.

"No, I live in Massachusetts."

"You came all the way here to see us?"

"Kinda. I've always wanted to visit LA, so I decided to see you guys here and stay for a few extra days."

"Smart plan."

"Thanks."

"No problemo." He replies as I put my bag down.

  We start walking out the door when Michael yells.

"CASSIE. YOU LITTLE SHIT. YOU HAVE A MINI FRIDGE AND WE DON'T."

"My good." I reply as I shove him out the door and close it behind me.

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I am so sorry it took so long to update. My bestfriend Jolie ran a way a few weeks ago. The police found her but the put her in a mental institution and I won't be able to see her for a while. I'm sorry if I don't post regularly but I will try to update more