When three friends Zoe, Audrey, and Ruby head out of their hometown of Los Angeles they're expecting sunny beach days and nights out on the town. What they get is nothing of the sort. After a storm hits and the three girls find themselves trapped in...
I tried to stay as quiet as possible while I tiptoed over to where Nick had said his bedroom was. I had planned on staying awake until our meeting time, but since both of my friends were no where to be found there wasn't much to keep me from falling asleep. I checked the time on the microwave clock. It was 2:15 AM. Nick said to meet him in the middle of the night so this seemed like an appropriate enough time. I shuffled over to the large white door and knocked quietly. Even though it was late, I was wide awake. Just the thought of being in the same room with Nick, and alone, was making me tingle all over. The door handle creaked slightly and I watched as Nick opened the door slowly. His hair was a bit ruffled and there were bags underneath his eyes. He still looked like he should be posing on the front of a magazine. I hadn't seen myself in a few hours, but I was almost positive I looked like a wreck. Honestly I would always look terrible in comparison to Nick. The room I entered was gorgeous. There was a modern looking bed situated on the right side of the room, along with a seating area to the left. It looked like a large studio apartment. I continued to wonder how the band came across this place, and how they had afforded it.
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"Um hey." Nick seemed uncomfortable. It was the first words either of us had said to each other since our impromptu conversation planning this whole meeting. It was mostly his idea, but I'd obliged easily because it meant spending time. Even knowing he had a girlfriend didn't change how I felt about him. I'd only had two conversations with him, and I don't know if yo could eve count them as conversations, but I just felt like we had a connection. That was probably just the hormones speaking.
"Um hey." I mimicked him with my response.
"Look about what happened..."
"It's my fault okay? And I'm not gonna tell anyone about it." I told him what he wanted to hear.
"Oh gosh thank you. I just didn't want any of my band mates to tell my girlfriend and ya know make things weird between us, but I'm glad you understand that you kissed me first." My stomach dropped. While I was the one who had said everything he was pointing out first, I couldn't help that I was hoping for a different answer from him. I wanted everything to just be like all those cheesy books I'd always read where everything turned out perfectly. But here I was alone in a fancy hotel room with some beautiful guy from a boyband who had a fucking girlfriend. I should have known the reason he called me here wasn't to tell me he was in love with me or something. I should have known he was just a prick with no consideration for anyone but himself. I should have known not to kiss a random guy who I knew would just think nothing of it. It was clear that the kiss meant nothing to him, and to me it was more than just something. It was everything. I'd never had a kiss that felt that way, and just thinking about it was giving me goosebumps. I looked down at my bare feet. "But it was fun." he laughed obviously feeling the tension surrounding the two of us.
"Yeah." I responded unenthusiastically. "I'm gonna go if that's all you needed to tell me." I turned away from his handsome face while I felt my tears threatening to fall.
