Accidentally (Moey)

Chapter 32

Joeys POV-

I stopped the car and got out walking up to the door with Meghan by my side. I knocked on the door and saw a Spanish girl answer it in a maid uniform. " Hi....Is Christian here?" Meghan asked. The woman looked at us like we were crazy but then I remembered that we're have dried blood on out face and bruises.

" Hello?" Christian said coming behind the woman and shooing her off. " Meghan.....Hi! a come in!" He said, putting on a smile and walking into his living room. Me and Meghan walked in and closed the door behind us. "How ya been big sister?  You look like you got attacked by raccoons" Christian said chuckling, looking at me with a glare but back at Meghan with a smile. " Christian where's mom?" Meghan asked, not showing any emotion. " Oh she told me she was staying at The Cafty Hotel for the weekend. Remeber that hotel we went to as kids? That's the one. ", Christian said smiling and pushing us out the door. " Thanks Christian....." Meghan said as the door has already been slammed in her face.

The Cafty Hotel?

Meghans POV-

The Cafty Hotel?

I remeber that place. I looked up at the sky and saw the sun was setting and the moon was coming out.

"Meghan...Maybe we should go tomorrow when were cleaner and more energized.." Joey whispered to me, putting his arm around my shoulders. "Your right I guess." I smiled at him and kissed his lips passionately. After our lips parted from the embrace we drove back to the hotel and went to our room and took showers and went to bed.

--------------------NEXT DAY-----------------

I opened my eyes and saw a sleeping Joey and smirked to myself. Time to have fun. I quietly got out of bed and uncovered Joey, him being in only boxers and me being in a bra and pajama pants. I went into the bathroom and got a mini shampoo bottle and a piece of toilet paper. I rolled up the toilet paper and got out Joeys hand. I squeezed the whole bottle of shampoo onto his hand. Joey was lying on his side so I sat on him, tickled his nose and splat.

He instantly woke up and laughed, pushing me off of him and rushing to the washroom to wash it off his face. I sat there laughing with my eyes closed when I suddenly felt a cold substance on my head. CONDITIONER. I stopped laughing and looked at him, seeing the remaining shampoo spots on his face. " I love you Meghan.....So so SO much...You and Leticia mean the world to me and If I lose Leticia I won't be able to function and" I cut him off by pulling his head down and kissing his lips, Soon feeling him pick me up instead, do to my shortness. Out lips parted and I pressed my for head against his. " I love you too Joey Michael Graceffa. " I whispered, grabbing his hands with my hand that had my engagement ring on it.

"Come on...We got stuff to do today. " Joey said, throwing me onto the bed and running into the bathroom. I laughed and got my straightener and started to straighten my hair, put my light makeup on and get changed into the never shipped out Joey Graceffa shirt and some shorts. Joey came out the bathroom with a all saints shirt and jeans. I walked up to him and poked his chin "You shouldn't shave that beard.. I think its incredibly sexy. " I giggled, putting my shoes on and walked down to the car, getting in the drivers seat. " The Cafty Hotel.... Its on Elm crescent. " I explained, driving towards our destination. Me and Joey had small talk until we pulled up to the hotel and I sighed. Joey grabbed my hand "You sure you wanna do this Meghan?" "I'm sure..She almost killed Leticia and now its time to return the favor. "

We got out the car and went up to the desk, asking what room Mrs. Camarena was staying in. The desk ladies told us room 173. We got in the elevator and went onto FL 1.

We walked down the hallway. 166....167....168....169....170....171....172....173.

I grabbed Joeys hand and sighed, pounding on the door to no answer. I twisted the door knob and saw it unlocked. We stepped inside and saw my mom stand there, Pocket knife in hand. " Hello Meghan....Joey...." She said. Me and Joey got out our pocket knifes.

" Fuck you Mom!"