The Blind Date

Chapter 3

KATHRINE'S POV

Once we got to the hotel the boys were staying in, I got into the elevator with Roy. He swiped what seemed to be his room card, allowing us to go to the seventh floor.

Yes, the boys stayed on the "exclusive" floor. It wasn't that much, and besides, their manager didn't want fans to knock on the door all night.

"So the booking plans are the same as last time," Roy said. "One big room for the three of us, and one smaller room for you. And they're side by side too, so if you wanna connect we can just open the doors in between."

I nodded. That meant I would spend a lot of time in their room, aside from sleeping, of course. The guys always hung out with each other, so even if they booked three rooms, they would probably spend most of their time in one room. Their manager picked up on that fact pretty early, so now the boys all stay in one room.

The elevator dinged. We stepped off the elevator, heading to the right. Roy reached into his pocket, handing me a room key.

"Your room number is 714. We're staying in 715," Roy said, swiping the key and opening the door for me.

The door opened to the living room, which contained a white leather couch with a coffee table in front, as well as a large flat screen tv.

I rolled my bags farther into the room, trying to locate the bedroom. I went past the living room into a hallway, reaching the bedroom. It had a queen sized bed in the middle, with a bench at the end, and a closet on the other side.

I put most of the bags in the closet, leaving one small one out that contained my clothes and other things I'd need in the next few days.

I walked back to the doorway, stepping out and closing it. As soon as I turned around, Jackson, Karry, and Roy bombarded me with a group hug.

"Did you guys really miss me that much?" I teased.

Jackson nodded, breaking away from the hug. Roy followed suit, but Karry continued, wrapping his arms around me.

"You don't know how annoying they are to live with," Jackson said.

Karry pulled back from me to hit Jackson's arm.

"Hey!" Jackson said, hitting Karry back.

"Please help me," Karry whispered in my ear. "Jackson's being a meanie."

"Sorry," I said, putting my hands in the air. "I can't help you."

Karry made a face and walked into the TFBoys hotel room. He chuckled when he looked back and saw that I made a face back at him. We sat down on the couch, side by side, as Roy and Jackson strolled in. I heard the door close.

Roy and Jackson walked into the living room, sitting in the couch with us. I instinctively moved closer to Roy.

Karry made a fake sad face.

"You don't like me?" He said. I laughed at him, moving over, father into Roy.

"No," I said, pretending to be disgusted. "I don't like you at all, Mister not meanie."

Karry stretched his arm, draping it over my shoulders. I laughed once more and snuggled closer to him.

"PDA alert!" Jackson yelled.

Karry moved to hit Jackson again, but he was too far away. Roy sat on the couch, watching the charade with amused eyes. He looked over to me, locking eyes. I widened my eyes, asking him if this happened frequently. He rolled his eyes back, a definite yes. I raised my eyebrows and turned to look back at Karry and Jackson.

They both turned sheepishly, looking at me and Roy.

"What?" Karry said.

I smiled, looking at Roy, whose facial expression mirrored mine.

"Nothing," I said as the boys sat down onto the couch. "Nothing at all."