We were walking for about 5 minutes before Ben finally ‘spoke‘, well shouted.
“THERE WE ARE!” he said standing arms stretched out looking at the large illuminated building across the street. It was a huge expensive looking hotel. I gave him a funny look and he grinned.
“Didn‘t I ever mention, my band and very popular? That have 2 chart topping albums in the States?” he spoke smugly but excitedly.
“Ummm. No I don’t think you did…” I looked at him confused and not quite sure what he was getting at.
“Basically, I can afford any hotel in this city. With room service. And awesome stuff. And this, is where we are staying tonight!” he pointed with both arms to the ‘Le Soir Hotel’ He grabbed my hand and ran across the road, which luckily was empty because it was pretty late, I still held my breath until we got to the other side though.
“ I‘ve stayed at this place so many times now, that they always have a penthouse suite reserved, should I need it.” He was so pleased with himself for remembering about this place that it was really cute. Turning to smile at me he ran up to the automatic doors which glided open quickly, and beckoned for me to follow. I walked in a minute or two later and Ben is at the desk talking to the bell boy, who seems pleased to see him. Which was good, at least there seems like a good chance of us getting a room.
“Can I help you Miss?” The man Ben was talking to looked up at me when I walked up to the front desk, and gave me a questioning look. Ben turned around and saw me then got the bell boys attention again by speaking loudly.
“No, no ,no. It‘s okay Matt, she‘s with me. Our trains got fucked up and she had no where to stay. So I said I‘d find her a place, as well as myself. Obviously.” He smiled and Matt relaxed again and continued to check with Ben, whether he had what he had asked for correct.
“So you‘d like the penthouse suite charged to yourself, with room service on Danny‘s tab? Is that all?”
“That‘s exactly what I want! Thanks Matt! And don’t tell Danny I charged him. It‘s his birthday present.” He grinned like a naughty child and turned to me.
“Anything you want, Jay? Movies?….Extra pillows or blankets?… specific food?…” I thought about it and decided I really needed some more vodka. It’s been a stressful day so why not.
“Umm can I get a bottle of Smirnoff Vodka please? And coke and ice to go with it?” I gave Ben a cheeky grin and tried not to laugh as he rolled his eyes and said
“In that case, make that two bottles of Vodka, two bottles of Jack Daniels for me, and a fuckload of ice and coke please! Ohh and 3 packs of chocolate cookies for me too.” I laughed and he turned to glare at me.
“Chocolate cookies? Really? ” I said slightly concerned.
“Yeah. I like cookies. Got a problem?” he retaliated in a childish voice, sounding like an incredibly defensive 8 year old.
“I was joking Ben, I like cookies too.” I smiled and we both laughed. Matt coughed impatiently to get our attention again.
“Is that all, now?” he asked politely. Ben and I nodded and Matt went to get some room key cards from the drawers behind him. They were silver and fancy looking, and said VIP on the back. Whoa. Me staying as a VIP in an expensive hotel, I never thought this would happen after this shit a day.
Matt handed the room keys to Ben and said something about enjoying our stay and blah blah blah. I just wanted to get to the room quickly! I was so exited!
“Come on, it’s the top floor. Race you to the lifts!” Ben blurted out before he picked up his bag to go. I looked up and saw a sign point right for the lifts. I sprinted across the foyer, around the corner and down the corridor I could hear Ben close behind me, but I was still winning. I ran toward to lift at the end, and pressed the call button straight away. Ben stopped next to me right after I pressed the button.
“I CANNOT BELIEVE, I JUST LOST TO A GIRL!” he exclaimed and smacked himself on the forehead gently with his palm.
“Well it happened. So you better believe it!” I stuck my tongue out at him and he turned and looked away with his nose in the air and his arms crossed. He sure was a sore loser.
We both entered the lift and Ben stood in the corner, sulking like an overgrown three year old. It was so funny because he couldn’t be any less like a child to look at, with his many tattoos, lip piercings, and his well toned body. He must have noticed me looking at him because he looked up again and smirked.
“Like what you see, eh?” he said gesturing to himself and then looking back at me. Whether he meant to or not I don’t know but he stopped and looked me up and down again like he did earlier today, but this time he took more time. Taking in every last detail of the clothes I’m wearing and how I look in them.
I’m wearing my black worn, old looking converse, very tight ripped skinny jeans, an oversized t-shirt made of slightly see through material and you can see my skin underneath. Over the top of this I’m wearing my blue jean coloured hoodie, and Ben’s grey coat. My makeup is quite simple, but the same as usual. Brown and black smoky eye shadow to emphasise my hazel eyes. A little foundation to even out my skin, and a tiny bit of lipstick to give my lips more colour. My hair is the same as always too, dark brown and very volumous. Kind of scene kid-ish with a heavy fringe swooped over my forehead, reaching to just above my eyes. As his eyes trailed up my body, a satisfied smile spread on his face. They stopped when they met mine and he walked out from the corner he was standing in and stood directly in front of me.
“I‘ve never noticed that before, you know.” He said through a smirk looking down at my body and back up again. This time his expression is softer and he’s smiling rather than smirking.
“Glad I did though. You‘re very…..easy to look at.” smirking again he took a step back and leant against the wall of the lift. I’m confused as to whether that’s a compliment or not. It doesn’t really sound great, but who knows so I just shrugged and leant against the wall too. Ben burst out laughing at me and my confused expression. I looked up, glaring at him for finding it funny.
“That means, I think you‘re really hot.” He winked again and laughed a bit more, then bent down to pick up his bag. The lift stopped and the doors opened and Ben walked out heading towards the door opposite the lift.
“Come on, you! Unless you want to spend the night in the lift. Without your vodka…” He pulled the key card out of his back pocket and put it in the slot above the door handle, it clicked when the lock released and Ben opened the door wide, turning to face me again. I made my way over the hall to the doorway, and stopped in front on him.
“After you” he instructed pointing inside the room with his other arm.
