You spot Matt waiting with Jamie and Andy, carrying a suitcase each.
"Hey," Jamie says when he notices you walking over.
"Hi," you say, awkwardly giving him a hug. "So, what hotel have you got in mind?" you say, turning to Matt.
"There's one a trek away, we can get a cab though," he says. You nod, and they all start to walk outside which makes you follow. Matt climbs into the front of a taxi and you, Jamie and Andy follow.
"Whities please" Matt says. The taxi driver nods and zooms off down the main road.
You pull up at a rather wealthy looking hotel, very LA looking. Matt smirks at you. He pays the driver with his good hand and steps out. You all clamber out after him, and enter the grand hotel. You felt out of place.
"Hey there," an American man says at the reception desk. "Can I help you guys?"
"Yeah, do you have any rooms for us lot for like two nights?" Matt says, his accent very noticeable in America.
"Yeah, we have a room with two doubles if that's okay, sir?" The man asks. Matt nods.
"Yeah that'll be okay for now," he says.
Matt pays the correct price on his credit card and the man calls some other men over to carry your bags. They lead you to an elevator and you all awkwardly shuffle inside.
When you get upstairs they take you to the hotel room number "505"
"Five o' five" you whisper.
"Huh?" Matt says, turning to you.
"Oh," you say looking to the floor "nothing, never mind."
The man unlocks the door to a spacious room with two double beds in one massive room with a bathroom on the opposite side. It has a giant window with an amazing view of LA, the lights glistening through the glass.
"Is this alright for you?" The man asks. You all nod, speechless. After the men leaves Matt says "Darcy we might have to share a bed tonight, then when Al comes me or one of the lads will sleep on the floor while you guys get a double bed".
"Yeah, cool" you say. You were exhausted so all you wanted to do was get into bed.
"I'm gonna get changed," you say. "Crap, I have no pyjamas, trust me to forget them," you say, rummaging through your rucksack.
"Here," Matt throws you one of his shirts. You thank him and go into the bathroom to get changed.
When you get back into the bedroom, Jamie and Andy are already snoring on their double bed and Matt is dozing off on the other one. You smile at the funny sight and go and slip next to Matt carefully.
You fall asleep for a little while, then wake up upset and missing Alex. You hadn't seen him more more than a month and he was sat alone and in pain in a hospital. What if he died? You're heart starts racing and you start whimpering pathetically in the dark, silent hotel room. Matt turns over to face you sleepily.
"Darcy?" he mumbles, with one eye open. He opens them both. "Oh, shit are you crying?" he says, rubbing your shoulder sympathetically. You rub your eyes rapidly.
"No," you whimper. Matt pulls you close and kisses your head.
"Whats up?" he whispers sleepily into your hair.
"I'm just scared," you say.
"Don't be," he pauses, "y'know he was talking about you the entire trip up here." Matt chuckles, "It got annoying after an hour,"
You smile into Matt's shoulder, feeling a little better.
"We'll go see him first thing tomorrow, okay?" he says.
"Okay," you mumble. Matt smiles and kisses the top of your head, before turning around again and saying "now go to sleep!"
