Peter and Wendy (A Charlie Rowe Love story)

Part 2

You entered the hotel and walked up to the front desk.

"Reservation for __ __," you said.

The lady answered,"Yes, room 200 on the third floor." She handed you the keys to the room. "Thanks," you said. She nodded with a smile.

You walked into the elevator and pressed 3. It started going up.

Charlie.....

You started thinking about his smile and the way it just melted you inside like...like chocolate. You giggled at the thought. His eyes were just amazing. How big and beautiful they were. You smiled.

You reached the third floor. You stepped out of the elevator with your suitcase, walked down the hall, and turned left for room 200.

"Phew," you whispered. "At least I didn't need any help with finding that." You looked around to see if anyone heard you. A long way down was an elder gentleman in a speedo walking down the hall to the pool. You cringe at the sight. That will scar you for life. It just looked.....awkward. You placed your key in and walked into the room. It was a simple hotel room. A bed in front of the t.v, desk next to t.v, and the bathroom was to your right, next to the door. You loved the cover of the bed. It was a zebra stripped cover and the huge front pillows were black with white flowers over them.

You set your suitcase down and looked at the clock. It was only 8:13 pm. To you it felt like 2 pm. You remembered there was a time difference. You decided to watch a movie. You turned on the t.v and checked video on demand. You picked Now You See Me. You loved that movie. You slipped of your converses and took off your damp hoodie. Surprisingly, your blue tank top wasn't wet. You jumped into the bed, under the covers, ordered the movie, and pressed play. You felt so snuggled in. Everything was perfect.

Charlie's POV

I couldn't get her out of my head. __.Her hair. Smile. Eyes. Everything.

"Charlie! Charlie! Hello?! Is someone in there?"

My girlfriend. Amber.

I perked up. We were at my house sitting in my room. My mum and sister went to see 1D perform. She was telling me a story about her toy dog, Pearl, saving her purse from falling into a fountain at the mall. Stupid, right? That dog was evil. I petted it one time and almost bit off my hand. Literally. Anyway, she was hanging out telling me stupid stories about her dog. Amber had long red hair, green eyes and extremely tall. Maybe even taller than me. I was starting not to like her any more. She had a fiery temper if a girl was talked to me and all she talked out was her dog.

She soon left. Thank you! I do mean to tell her that things aren't working out. The thought of __ popped in my head. I would love to get to know her better. Maybe I'll call her tomorrow or something.

Your POV

Your movie was halfway done when you started feeling....itchy. You scratched on your back, neck and head. You paused the movie. It was really bothering you now. You noticed a pea sized brown dot on the sheet. You peered closer. It was hopping. You realized. BED BUGS!!! You screamed a little and hopped out of the bed. You pulled down the cover and saw millions if them. You quickly took off your shirt and jeans and threw them in the trash. You did pack another pair of jeans thankfully. You were only in your bra and undies. Running to the shower, you shampooed three times and conditioned. You hopped out of the shower, placed your hair in a bun, and changed into some different clothes. Before you left, you reached into the trash, pulled out Charlie's number and put it in your pocket. You packed your suitcase and left.

You came down in the elevator, walked to the front desk lady, and asked,"Are there any other rooms available?"

"No, sorry we're full today. Is there something wrong with the room?" she asked.

You replied,"Yes, there are bed bugs up there."

She gasped. "I am terribly sorry miss. Can I get you another hotel reservation?" the lady asked.

You placed your hands in your jean pocket. You felt the paper of Charlie's number.

"No, it's fine. I have one," you answered. You will get to see Charlie's amazing smile again.