Haters//l.h

~5~

Alba's POV:

I had just dropped off my stuffs at my hotel, when I heard a scream coming from the room down the hall.

I stopped what I was doing and ran down the hall yo the door just to hear a bunch of silly guys acting weird.

I decided to leave then alone and just complain to the receptionist.

I went down stairs and went to the receptionist.

"Hi. Excuse me ma'am"

She turned her head to look at me.

She was young near her 20's and she was really pretty.

"Hi. How may I help you." She says smiling really big.

"Well, I am currently living on the third floor room 305."

"And?"

"Well I paid extra money because you guaranteed that the third floor I quote ' is perfect for people who like peace and quiet'" I say screaming.

"Oh, sorry the website is not up to date so that was a lie."

I sight.

"Well if you don't care I just wanted to tell you that I'll complain about you to your manager-"

I look down at her name tag pin.

Marylin.

"-Marylin. As a matter of fact, I'll tell her right now! Shema the one who gave me the room for free."

She started to stutter.

"What do you want?"

I smile.

"Well there are a bunch of duffus who are screamin diwn my hall."

She rolls her eyes.

"What is there room number."

I stop talking and blink.

Oh no!

I didn't read their room number.

I smile fakely as she waits for me to tell her.

"So? What was their room number?"

I paule to look around.

"Actually I don't need your help."

I look around again.

"Okay bye!" I say running to the exit of the hotel.

I decided to go to the center of the city and find a few little boutiques.

I decided to window shop.

As I walk down the streets, one pair of shoes catches my eyes.

I go inside the stoor to buy and spend 30 minutes to find my shoe size.

When I finally find it, I walk up to the counter and a suspicious man is paying next to me.

I shrug it off but still it was creepy.

He had a black hat with a balck hoodie with sime black glasses and a fake black mustache.

He alao had a tee-shirt that said Nirvana.

"That will be 67$" the lady says snapping me out of my bubble.

I look at her with big eyes.

Oh well.

I guess that I'll eat water now.

I look for my wallet.

Ok, we'll definitly be eating water, I thought as I couldn't find it.

"Sorry I have no money." I say guilty.

"So do I put it back or..."

"I just said that I had no money!" I say getting mad.

"I'll pay for you." A weird voice says.

He was a 18 yr old looking guy with a grandpa voice.

Ok.

"Ok." I say rudely.

A stanger who looks strangely creepy wants to buy me a pair of shoes?

Ok.

As we head out of the store together he tells something that freaks me out.

"Do you want to hang out?" He says with a different voice now.

"What?" I say creeped out.

"Do you want to hang out?" He says again.

I slapped him and tried to run away but something caught my eye.

His mustache fell off.

He looked familiar but I couldn't put my finger on it.

I then decided to slap his hat off.

I did and I did not regret it.

"Oh my god you're Luke Hemm-"