Warped Love

7.

"Babe, you gotta get up." Someone far away says to me while shaking my arm. "Hm? Mm?" I mumble. Why is it so bright? "Come on, I have something planned." I open my eyes to see bright green hair. Michael. "Oh, hi, yeah, sorry. I'm up." I unravel myself from all the blankets and stand up. I was so sweaty from all those blankets that I just wanted to take a shower. Except that I had no clothes. Shit. "Hey Michael, is it okay if I borrow a shirt?" I ask him sweetly. He's already dressed and ready so he's watching something on Tv. He smiles and nods. I walk over to his suitcase and pick out a Nirvana tank top.

I take a shower and put my shorts back on & Michael's shirt. It's so damn hot today. I walk out into the room so I can grab my phone. "Ta-da!" Michael says, gesturing to a huge platter of food. Eggs, bacon, biscuits, rolls, fruit, and yogurt. "Did you get room service?" I ask, walking over to the bed. "Yeah, it arrived when you were in the shower. Eat up, we have a big day ahead of us." He winks and snags a strip of my bacon.

I finish getting ready and walk out to the room. He gets up, "Ready?" He asks, excitedly. I nod and grab my phone and sunglasses. We walk towards the front door of the hotel. "Oh, wait, I think I forgot my wallet. I'll run up there. Go ahead to the car." I tell him. He gives me the room key before kissing me on the cheek. "See you in a minute." I rush to the room and grab my wallet. As I'm heading down the elevator I realize that I'm going to have to face the terrifying paparazzi myself.

"Alright Shelby, you can do this." I mumble to myself. "They're not that scary. On the count of three. One, two, three!" I push through the door and am suddenly bombarded with people. "Who are you?" "How did you two meet?" "What is your job?" "How old are you?" I stop. "Okay, I'll talk to you and answer your questions under two circumstances. One, you give me space to walk to Michael's damn car. Two, you leave us alone." They look at each other and shrug. "Okay, my name is Shelby. I'm 19. I sing in a band called All for Nothing. Michael & I talked over twitter, then he came to one of my band's shows. Anything else you nosy people want to know?" They shake their head and step out of my way as I walk to Michael's car.

"Hey, how was it? How nosy were they?" Michael asks as I get into the car. I laugh, "Not that bad. I told them stuff they wanted to know then they left me alone. For now anyways." "So, any idea where we're going?" Michael asks as he gets on the interstate. "I have no idea, you haven't given me any clues." "Well, it's outside, and there's a lot of people. That's all you get." He smirks and grabs my hand. "Why thank you, Mr. Clifford. That totally helped a ton." I say sarcastically. "You'll just have to wait and see then."