Stranded

Chapter 4: Disguised

Angel's POV

"Now that I found MY bag, can we go to Room 143?" Lea asked me.

It has only been a few minutes after we entered the suite and Lea had started nagging me again. This girl really doesn't give up easily. And I was still sleepy and my feet were sore.

"I'm still sleepy, Lea. And besides, we have four more days. Can't we go tomorrow?" I said, pleadingly. I flickered my eyelashes and flashed my best puppy eyes at her.

"Nah! C'mon, Angel, let's go!" She said. She clung into my arm and pulled me towards the door.

"Okay then." I said. "Spy-suit up!"

We looked for our hoodies and sunglasses and wore them before we got out of the suite. We tried to put on a bonnet over our heads but we became afraid that we might be mistaken as burglars. Also, we didn't pack any for it is summer. We were only lucky to find out that we had packed with us our hoodies. Politely, we asked an attendant for directions. She gladly told us where the room can be found.

"Hey! Aren't those the guys we met a while ago?" Lea said, pointing at three guys walking ahead of us.

I nodded. I watched them walked into Room 143.

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Veronica's Zayn's POV

Harry, Liam and I sat on the bed facing each other. We were laughing at the names Liam made up in front of the girls we had just met. He blushed very hard as Harry and I chortled at him.

"Lyndon, huh?" I said, grinning.

"Hi Zach, I'm Harvey." Harry said. He was smirking at both Liam and me. "Really, Liam? Those names are really close to our real ones. And it's unfair! Zayn got to be introduced as Zach. Why didn't you introduce me as Marcel?"

Liam sighed. "Those were the names that first came across my mind, Harry. It's not like I planned for it." He said. "And Harry, if I presented you as Marcel, then I should've presented Zayn as Veronica-"

"And I wasn't in girl's outfit." I said, cutting him off.

"Yeah, right." Harry said. His joyous face turned into a sad look.

"Speaking of Veronica..." I said. I thought of an idea that might cheer Harry up. Besides, Niall and Louis are still out. "I think we should put on another disguise and look for Niall and Louis. I'll be Veronica."

"Yay! I get to be Marcel!" Harry exclaimed in glee.

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Angel's POV

"Do you hear anything, Angie? Do you?" Lea nagged me. How could I hear a sound when she's randomly whispering things in my ear?

We stood in front of Room 143 for almost half an hour before finally approaching it. It felt very weird. But of course, I had to do it for Lea's sake. She stood there, admiring the room's exterior. Probably imagining how her mother entered too. Then, we stayed on the opposite sides of the door and stuck our ears close enough to hear any sound that will come from inside the room. I could hear about three males' voices, laughing. But Lea's irritating little whispers make the sounds hard for me to understand.

"Shut up, Lea. I can't pick up." I said, nudging her ribcage.

"Ow!"

Suddenly, the door opened. A petite woman stood in front of us, ogling at us from head to toe. She is tanned and has showy cheekbones. She's so tall that both Lea and I looked like leprechauns.

"Uhm." She cleared her throat. "Excuse me, young ladies, but why are you doing here?"

Weird. I didn't hear any female voices inside. Well, yeah, she could be asleep.

Wait... What?

Asleep with three guys in a room?

"Uh, we were just-" Lea said. I cut her off.

"We were only talking about something, ma'am. Sorry if we stayed in front of your room." I said.

She smiled at us and looked at their room number. "You wanted to go inside, isn't it?"

I was about to say no when Lea started sobbing. "Yes." She said.

The lady smiled and went back to her room. After a while, she came back to us and told us that we could enter the room. She introduced herself as Veronica and asked for our names.

"REALLLY???" Lea asked joyfully.

"Yeah." She answered. "Don't mind my friends."

Two guys came out of the room and greeted us. One wore a caramel-colored shirt and a tie while one wore a pink jumpsuit and neon green shoes.

"Cute as a button, every single one of you." The nerd-looking one said. "Hello, my name is Marcel."

We shook hands with him and looked at the gay-looking friend of Veronica's.

"Hi, girls! My name is Leroy!" She He exclaimed then shook our hands.

"Go. You can enter." Veronica said.

We were greatly amazed by the room. It looks very magnificent. So majestic. It was way more beautiful than our room. It was adorned with a crystal chandelier and walls that look very regal. Any person who will stay in it is lucky.

"Oh. My. Gawd." I muttered. "It's gorgeous."

"It's not." Lea said. "It's so damn dazzling."

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"What a room!" I told Lea as we went back to our own suite, with smiles painted on our faces. Room 143 is to die for! No wonder Lea dreamt to be inside it.

"We'll thanks to Veronica. Without her, we're probably still outside that room." Lea said.

I suddenly remembered about Marcel and Leroy. "I can't really define their odd bunch, Leanna."

"Likewise." She nodded. "They look very familiar to me, of all things."

"Yeah, me too. I think I saw them somewhere."

"I just don't remember." She said as we both jumped into the bed.

All of a sudden, my phone rang. 'Maybe it's the way she walked... straight into my heart and stole it... Through the door and pass the guards... Like she already owned it...'

"Oh, great." I said, picking up my phone.

Lea's face suddenly lit up. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

I frowned. "What? That Blakey can't be less annoying?"

"No! Damn it! We just met three-fifths of One Direction!" She said, yanking my phone and pressing the 'off' button.