Love you more (JLS fanfic)

Chapter 6

When I awoke, I noticed the light from the morning was beaming through the white curtains.

'This room is pretty boring.' I thought to myself as I scanned my surroundings.

Then suddenly I paused, I wasn't on the coach, and I wasn't alone. Slowly I turned to my right to see Aston asleep next to me. It caused me to gasp silently.

I was in a hotel bed with Aston Merrygold!!!!!!!!!!

For what felt like ages, I stared at him, soundly asleep. He began to wake up and I didn't know what to do. Thoughts rushed through my pounding head.

'Should I act surprised?, Should I act as if we're going out?, Or should I just act normally? Wait, what is normally?!?'

But before I had time to decide, he did the reacting for me.

"Morning gorgeous, did you have a nice night sleep?"

My mouth moved but no words came out so after a few moments of trying, I gave up and just nodded.

"Shall I order breakfast? They do a fantastic full English here."

Finally I found my words "That sounds good."

He leaned over and kissed me on my forehead.

"You get some rest and I'll go order breakfast while I find the boys and find out what time we're leaving."

I laid back down and closed my eyes. Once I heard the door shut, I sat up again.

'How did I get to the hotel? What happened when we got here? Why don't I remember?'

My determination to find out what happened drove me to make it my mission to find out, without involving Aston. I didn't want him to know I couldn't remember just in case something important happened that I shouldn't have forgotten. My thoughts were interrupted by a faint knock.

"Come in" I chimed politely.

In came a posh looking waiter pushing a trolley of breakfast. He looked at me for instructions as to where to leave the trolley and I pointed to the sofa in the corner by the T.V. Once the trolley was in it's place he carried a small vase with a single red rose in it over to me. Then he placed it on the bed side table closest to me.

"From your man" Then he left.

'From your man?' echoed in my head. 'My man? He's my man? Was the waiter told to say that, or did he assume?'

To stop the endless thoughts rushing through my I wrapped myself in my dressing gown- which was beside my bed-, put on my slippers- which were also beside my bed- and moved swiftly over to the trolley. I began eating off the plate of English. Aston was right, they did an amazing breakfast here.

After gobbling down my breakfast like a greedy pig I found some clothes in my bag and got changed. Bursting through the door I ran through the corridors screaming Astons name. (Don't even ask what I was doing) For some reason I was mad with him, so furious that he had suddenly decided he was my man. Angry that he assumed I was madly in love with him because he's famous (I was, but still he had no right to assume that) And annoyed that he remembered everything from last night and I couldn't remember a thing.

I rushed round a corner and "bump" I landed in a heap on the floor on top of someone. Without hesitation I jumped up and brushed my self of. When I looked down I realised the person that I crashed into was JB.

"I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed.

"Don't worry about it" He assured me "Why were you running so fast?"

"I need to find Aston, like right now!!!!"

"Why, what's going on? Are you okay?" Jb seemed alarmed.

"Can you tell me what happened last night?" I asked desperately.

"When your movie was finished, you were asleep so Aston carried you up to your hotel room. If you don't remember you must have been half asleep when you said it but you asked him to stay with you so he stayed, that's all I know"

"So nothing happened last night between me and Aston?"

"Not that I'm aware of"

"Okay, thank you JB" I said now in a calm voice "I'm going to go and find aston, please don't tell him we had this conversation"

"I won't" he beamed at me as I disappeared down the corridor"

But that still didn't explain why he kissed me, called me gorgeous and told the waiter he was my man.

When I got downstairs I saw Aston, i forgot about everything and couldnt help but smile. He was leaning over the desk talking to the receptionist. The receptionist was a tall man with dark flowing hair that hung just below his pointy ears. His eyes were, from what I could see, a chocolate brown and he wore a pair of glasses that rested on the end of his rosie red nose. His long slender fingers were rapidly typing at Aston's every word but I was too far away to pick up what he was saying. Swiftly, I moved across the vintage reception hall, with my eyes pinned on Aston and his every move. When I reached him I turned my attention to the receptionist.

"Everything okay?" I was looking at the receptionist but Aston knew I was talking to him.

"Yes, I was just" he paused "I was just arranging our transport out of here"

"What about the coach?" I asked

"We have the day to spend to ourselves anywhere we'd like as long as we're back for dinner at 6 and ready for our concert at 8. I plan to game you out in a limo and take you sight seeing and shopping, would you like that?"

"Oh I'd love it!" I wrapped my arms around him.

I was acting like a twelve year old girl who'd just been told she's going to disneyland, I know, but it had been my dream since I was a teenager to meet Aston so him taking me in a limo to shop is the most amazing thing I could dream of!!

He leaned over to me and kissed me on the cheek then his soft voice entered my ear.

"Go and get your stuff and I'll meet you down here in 10 minutes, okay?"

I nodded and walked calmly away from him but as soon as I was around the corner I started jumping up and down and silently cheering. I couldn't believe what was happening!