Waking up that morning was honestly the hardest thing I could have to do. I knew he was going to either be wide awake in the bed next to mine, or dead asleep. Neither of those options were what I had to actually wake up to. If you could see the look on my face when I woke up face to face with the man I was hoping not to deal with just yet. My eyes went as wide as saucers when I saw his eyes slowly opening. His eyes met mine and my breath hitched.
"Morning, sunshine." He said groggily. By instinct I pushed myself backwards, fallin off the bed. I could hear him laughing.
"Why are you in my bed!?" I yelled standing up, picking up the covers to through at him. I could see he was shirtless and only in pajama pants. A small blush formed on my face.
" I got lonely~" He winked at me before pushing the covers to my side of the bed.
"You're a devil." I mummbled walking as fast as I could to the bathroom, grabbing my bag along the way. It was 7 in the morning and I had to get ready to meet Rachel, to help her get into her next costume.
" Hey, what's taking you so long? Tyler said to take you up to our hotel room, because Rachel just woke up." He tapped the door lightly.
"Just let me finish getting dressed, I can brush my hair on the way over." I replied pullng my jeans on.
"Okay, can I come in?" I knew he'd say that.
"No. You're a sicko pervert. Go to the window and sit there." I heard him laughing then the springs of the bed. I rushed to put my T-shirt on, while drying my hair. I slipped on my socks, while walking out of the bathroom. " Almost ready. Just need to get my sneakers." I walked over to my suitcase, and searched for my baby blue converse. I sat down on the ground and started putting them on when I got a call from my mom.
"Uh... Hi mom. Why're you calling?" I tied my shoes and stood up.
"Why can't I call you? You never call me! and you're all the way in San Diego! How's comic con? Have you met any of the actors you seem to worship?" I rolled my eyes walking over to grab the suitcase with Rachel's costume in it.
"Yes mom, I have met a few of the actors I'm 'worshipping' more shipping then wor, but what ever, I got a bunch of autographs yesterday, today I'm going to go to the teen wolf section, and get their signatures, then maybe a few others. I kinda just want to spend tomorrow and the next day after that looking around relaxing while I just sort of look at the costumes. It's seriously amazing here." I grabbed my brush from my bag and I motioned to Dylan who was sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for me.
"Oh, that sounds fun. Will you call me tonight?" I rolled my eyes as Dylan held the door open for me. I walked my way down to the elevator, rolling the suitcase behind me.
"Uh, if I'm not too tired. Sure." I got into the Elevator followed by Dylan. I clicked the lobby button and waited for the elevator to move. " Mom, I have to go. I have to go help Rachel with her costume."
"Alright, I love you. Have fun!" I smiled into the phone.
"I love you too mom. and I will" I heard her hang up the phone, and I did the same, slipping it into my back pocket.
"So how's your mother?" Dylan said grabbing the suitcase from my hand as we left the elevator and made our way to his car.
"She's fine." I gave him a look saying 'you don't know my mother why ask about her?' which got him to chuckle.
"I'm asking because you seemed sweeter when tlaking to your mother, then you ever do when talking to me." His eyes got a little sad when he said that, as he finished putting Rachel's suicase in the back seat.
"Oh. Well, she's my mom. She gave birth to me. I'll probably always be that way. So don't take it to heart." I got into the passenger side seat, before putting my seat belt on. "Besides, you're Dylan O'brien. In two more days, Comic Con will be over, I'll be wrapping up my stay in San Diego, and going home." I brushed my hair, while I watched the white lines on the road fade out below the car as we drove.
"Where is home, if you don't mind me asking?" I glanced over at him, before looking back at the white line.
"Everywhere and nowhere." I replied,
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We pulled into the parking garage of a fairly large building, I just sighed. "Do you guys always stay at such big places?" I left my brush in the car, and I went to get the suitcase, when it was already out and following a brisk walking Dylan. I had to ran to catch up. "Damn tall people." I mummbled under my breath as I followed him into the building.
"Yeah, it's usually our agents who book it for us, we are usually wrapped up in shooting and things." I made an understanding face as we took the elevator to the 8th floor. "Do you always avoid answering questions?" He looked at me while we were in the elevator.
" I don't quite understand what you're saying. I've answered all your questions." The elevator dung, and the door opened. We stepped out and from there I followed him to room 7.
"Then why answer them cryptically?" He said unlocking his door an opening it.
" I didn't realize I answered anything cryptically. I only ever answered it with the truth." I walked into the room and grabbed the suitcase from Dylan. "Rachel! Stop making out with him. I have to put your face on." I said putting the suitcase on the top of a bed, that looked untouched. "Did you get a shower yet?" I looked at her, now noticing her wet hair, along with Tyler's larger T-shirt and boxers. "Okay, here is your costume go put it on, I'll prepare the steps for your face, well ears." I tossed her her green tunic, white long sleeve undershirt and leggings, brown belt, gloves and shoes, and her infamous green hat.
"Okayy." Rachel took her things and went to get dressed. I looked at Tyler, who watched her walk away.
"Please stop, and go sit over there." I made a hand gesture, that pointed to the other bed. Dylan chose wisely to sit on the bed I was at. I rolled my eyes, and pulled the pointed ears out of their case. They looked, and felt real, but they were still only rubber. Rachel came out of the bathroom and sat on the end of the bed. Tyler's jaw dropped, as he watched me fix her belt. Her tunic fit snuggly along her body, showing off her curves. "Stop oogling. It's distracting her." Rachel smacked me in the head as I pulled her hair back into a ponytail.
"Stop being mean." Rachel tilted her head to the sign as I slid the fake ear onto her ear and applied to glue.
"Don't move to spastically for the next few minutes, the glue needs to set and dry." I finished putting on the second ear, before I started on her make up. "Tilt your head up." She did as she was told, and I smoothed the fondation over her face, before applying a light powder, followed by blush that lined her cheek bones. "Lips" She closed her mouth, and I applying a nude lipstick, followed by a pale pink gloss. "Eyes" She leaned her head down toward me, and I applied light eye liner on her upper eye lid, some, light grey eye shadow, and mascara. "Done" She smiled, before standing up and going to look at herself in the mirror.
She smirked while she looked at Tyler. "How do i look?" She spoke with a flirty voice.
"Incredible. I can't wait till-" Dylan threw a pillow at him cuttin ghim off.
"You look great, now quick question. Am I coming back here tonight?" Rachel and Tyler looked at each other smiling. "Ew, Keep the room. I'll room with little miss over there." He pointed at me, before walking over and drapping his arm over me.
"Once again, I have no say." I pushed his arm off, and walked out of the room.
"More like Miss Moody." Tyler said, earning a glare from Rachel.
"Shut up." Rachel walked back into the bathroom, and started messing with her lips.
Tyler and Dylan exchanged glances, before sitting down and turning the TV on.
