Josie's p.o.v
there was paparazzi everywhere and I have no fucking clue why. I mean sure it's London but who knew I could end up pushing my way through paparazzi just to get to my hotel.
they were screaming questions and flashing cameras but not at me, at some group of boys with hoods up also pushing there way through the crowd.
no I'm not claustrophobic but damn I was feeling like it. I decided to get serious. I pushed, shoved, and yelled my way through the crowd past the hooded boys.
I'm not much of a stairs person but all I wanted was to be in my room, so I rushed up 6 flights. I made it to my small hotel room plopping down on my bed.
I decided to turn on the local news until it hit me. I'm from la I don't give a fuck. so I went channel surfing for a bit till I heard a knock on my door.
I went to open it to see and old lady dressed in a hotel staff uniform.
"miss myers?" she asked in a deep British accent as I stood staring at her.
"yes ma'am?" I questioned.
"the four sweet band boys from the lobby with all the paparazzi told me to give this to you" she said handing me a small slip of paper.
"what is it?" I said getting more confused by the moment.
"dinner in the hotels restaurant on them as an apology for the swarm" she explained.
"I can't take this" I said handing it back.
"I'm sorry miss Myers but I was instructed to give that to you. now I do believe they are in the pent house suite if you would like to talk to them but you didn't hear it from me" she said before heading back down the long hallway.
I scurried around my room grabbing my key, my phone, and slipping my doc martins back on before heading out to the elevator.
I pulled my ripped black skinny jeans up finding the waist never fits on my jeans. I pull on my beige fitted crop too before running a hand through my hair.
I hear a loud ding and the doors slide open. I head to the pent house at the end of the hall. I make my way to the double doors ringing the bell.
I tap my foot waiting for an answer. I look around the hall realizing this floor was much nicer than the rest.
I hear the doors open and I turn to see a confused looking dark haired boy.
"um- hi- here it was nice but I can't except this" I said handing him the card.
"we felt bad for all of the paparazzi downstairs and wanted to make it up to you. it's not big deal really" he smiled genuinely.
"I mean it's not your fault just bad timing. but really you didn't have to do this here" i said handing back the card.
"I insist" he said hanging back the card.
"it's fine really i was just going to order a pizza or something I'm not a fan of fancy food" I said hanging it back once again.
"perfect we just ordered one come in and join us. our treat" he said opening the door more and stepping back.
"isn't that weird I don't even know your name" I chuckled.
"good point. I'm Calum" he said sticking out his hand.
"Josie" I said shaking it.
"so what do ya say Josie?" he asked still smiling.
"sure why not" I laughed stepping into the big suite.
"boys look presentable we have a guest" Calum called as we passed through the foyer into the large living room.
