Runaway

Chapter 2

Ella's pov~

I arrived in Chicago around 11:55 at night and I am still walking the streets trying to get to the hotel that I booked for a couple days. I had already stopped by the Verizon Wireless store and bought a new phone and already paid the bill for at least the next 9 months since I wasn't sure how long my money would last me.

Lucky for me I was able to sell the phone that my aunt was most likely using to track me down to the Verizon store. They gave me about $150 for it since it was an Iphone 8. I was pretty happy knowing I could sleep in peace tonight not fearing that my aunt or uncle could find me. Any who, it was now 12:15 in the morning and I finally made it to the hotel. It was called BlueMoon Plaza. It is a strange name, but it's also pretty and unique in my opinion.

As I walked up to the entrance, there was a huge crowed of screaming girls. I could only think of the guys I saw in the restaurant from earlier. I let out a grown since I was brain dead tired and just wanted to sleep. I hopped this wasn't going to cause me to punch someone if they annoyed me enough. I'm sure I'm not the only one who finds anyone annoying if I half asleep, or tired and not fully awake yet.

As I walked through the crowd the majority were screaming "One Direction" while others were screaming "I love you Liam." or "Niall have my kids." Hearing that kind of scared me since some of the girls were like 12 years old, some were around my age and they were saying it too. When I finally made it into the hotel I had thought that the battle was over.

That was just level one-three, I had to go through levels four-six which was me trying to get to the front desk then the elevator. I tried saying excuse me which worked with some people but not with others. I finally made it to the desk breathing heavily. I told the lady my name and she wrote down what she was trying to tell me since I could barely hear her over the screams.

No respect or common curtesy. What is going on?

She told me, well I read what floor I would be on and what room number. It liked she wanted to say more but I guess the lady could tell I was pretty tired. After signing a few papers, and paying a little of my hotel bill up front, she handed me my room key.

I mouthed a thank you to the lady for her help and with a quick nod. At this point I was so tired I wondered if I should just crash on their lobby couch and head to my room in the morning.

I decided to just head to my room so I made my way to the elevator. Surprisingly, it didn't take as long as I thought it would. I got in then pressed the 10th floor button. I sluggishly walked to my room which was #510. I was happy it was like at the other end of the hallway.

As I walked to my room I walked I passed a curly haired boy who had no shirt and speedo underwear. A black haired boy with a blonde streak in his hair who was shirtless as well but was brushing his teeth in the hall way with a random pick in his hair.

Two more brunettes who both just watched me walk by.

I knew I looked half dead, but at this moment I didn't care since I just wanted to sleep at this point in time. The last guy I passed was blonde and shirtless with his pants unbuckled and clinging to his waist by a thread. His room was right in front of mine. Minding my own business I unlocked my door and walked in letting the door close behind me.

Maybe a few minutes later now wearing my pajamas, I walked out still half awake to semi-notice that the guys were almost in the same spot that I left them in. Since it was just them up here and no one else, I walked out of my room down the hall to the vending machine then walked back with a arm full of snacks, water, and soda.

I unlocked my door then walked in again not saying a word to them. I put the stuff on the desk, plopped on to my bed and feel fast asleep.

*The Next Day*