July 3rd
The hotel we were staying at was huge. It was over fifty stories, with gold outlining the edge of the white building. You could tell, just from looking outside, that it was most definitely a five star hotel. Wait until you see the inside.
Once I stepped foot inside the lobby, my mouth literally fell to the ground. The lobby was probably as large as a high school gym, with white tiled floors that seemed to be just polished and golden walls so clean you could see your shimmering reflextion. Four white pillars were ahead of us, as if diving the beginning of the door into a large hallway with two options to leave.
Option one was to the left, which seemed to be the lifts. There were five glass elevators off to the side, with red carpets in front of them. There were some beautiful roses in plant pots between two separate lifts. There were a fair amount of people waiting for them.
Over on option two, which was towards the right, seemed to be the check in or out area. A large, beautiful carved desk stretched out about eight feet, with two computers on it. The same fancy red carpet was in front of the desk, except it stretched out all the way in front of the desk. Above the desk was a hand painted picked of the hotel in the 1900's, the frame outlined in purple velvet. Flowers and plants were on either side of the desk- for the plants part- and on the desk- for the flowers part.
Right towards the middle was even better. Instead of continuing white tiles, it cut off into grey carpet than matching everything. Six red velvet couches were off towards the middle, with small tables either on the two sides of the couch or in front of them. Some small table with chairs were also set up with checkers and chess boards on them. A long hallway kept going on after this room, that made a right and disappeared.
I let out a small whistle, looking around in awe. "Do you guys usually stay in these kind of hotels?" I asked Liam as we followed behind the rest of the group and Paul.
Liam chuckled, nodding. "Our management makes us stay in the fanciest, most extravagant hotels. They think since we're famous we should live like famous people." He said, and I nodded.
We stopped in front of the desk, where Paul was already talking to the front desk person. "Four rooms under the name Higgins." He said, showing the guy his I.D.
The man nodded, typing on the computer. Then he grabbed four sets of keys from under the desk and handed it to Paul. "There you go. You've got the top floor, rooms 809, 810, 811, and 812. Enjoy your stay here at the Mellow Hotel." The guy said, smiling. I thanked him and grabbed my suitcase again and headed towards the elevator.
"Do you like these kind of hotels?" I asked, as Liam pushed the elevator button.
He scratched the back of his head. "Well, don't get me wrong, but it's gorgeous and has amazing service and usually has indoor pools. But I think it's just to extravagant." He said. The elevator opened and all of us stepped inside.
Louis pushed the top floor button. "So who's rooming with who, Pauly?" He asked, turning towards Paul.
"I get the first room to myself to watch you guys. Then it's Ella and Sammi, Harry and Niall, then finally Liam, Louis, and Zayn. I'm allowing you guys, and ladies, to stay in the same room until lights out for watching movies or whatever. But you two, are not aloud in these boy's rooms at night." Paul said, pointing to Sammi and I.
Niall whined, wrapping his arm around Sammi's shoulders. "Why not Pauly? C'mon, you have a wife, you know we should be together." Niall whined.
Paul raised his eyebrows at Niall. "Yes, but we're married, and over forty. I don't need anyone getting it on in the room next to mine, or else your parents will kill me." He said, and I burst out laughing.
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