Trapped (Harry styles )

Vacation...?

*Vanessa's P.O.V*

"Vanessa, hurry up! I can't waste my gas" Mom calls.

"I'm coming, I'm coming,-don't get your granny panties in a twist." I murmur the last part.

I straighten up over my suitcase and roll ot down the hallway. I glance in the mirrior one last time. Decent.

"OK, EVERYONE INTO THE CAR!" I scream to my sisters, ushering them out with my heavy suitcase im tow.

I buckled Bella, Addy (Adriana), and Ally (Alexandra) into their carseats. Then I wheeled my luggage to the truck and chucked it in, checking my knapsack for all the essentials of a roap trip with kids.

"Band-Aids, check" I mumble. "Snacks, check. Water, check. Small toys, check. Check. Check." I glance up at my frustrated mother. "Ok we can go now!" I say cheerily. My mom can get grumpy, but i usually just ignore, shes's just being dramatic. Mom's jobs had finally been able to afford her a family vacation, and she had spared no expense. We were staying at the Waldorf-Astoria in Orlando. I looked it up and it was huge . Like 50 floors and spacious bedrooms. Needless to say, I was excited.

"Just get in, Vanessa." Mom directed.

"M'kay!" I hopped in, and rolled my eyes, seeing that my sister Lana was already off texting her secret boyfriend. She's 12, but acts like she's 20. I may not agree wih not being able to wear make up till we're 50 or something, but she took things to far. Sigh. We pull out of the driveway and mom turns at us through the rearview mirrior.

"We're gonna have a good time, right?" she asks, mostly looking at an oblivious Lana.

"Yes, we are!" I say, and meaning it. This was my first time out of the house in a long time, I baby-sat almost everyday, but I didn't mind. I loved kids. But that didn't mean that I wasn't excited to jump ship.

Mom smiles and turns back to the road. I turn immediately before Addy and Ally can get bored and give them their coloring books and a few crayons.

"Only color in the books." I say sternly. They nod solemnly and get to work. That should keep them occupied for about an hour. I pull out my iPod and hand and ear bud to Bella, who's sittimg next to me. She smiles and puts it in her ear, lays her head in my lap and we both softly sing along to whatever is playing.

*2hours, 4fights, and 5Stops later..*

"We're here!!" Mom shouts, jolting me and Bella out of our seats. Everyone else is asleep.

"Vanessa" Mom says turning to me, "will you go check us in? I'm sleepy. Ill wait in the car with them." Before I can answer, she hands me what I need and shooes me out of the car.

I see a crowd of girls in the lobby, making me swallow nervously. I hate crowds. All those people there to criticize and laugh at me. I'm rather on self-concious side.

"I'm sorry," I hear the bellhop say, trying to get the girls to back away. "Reservation only!" I smirk and stroll up past the crowd and up to the counter.

"We have a room for the Drake's please?" I say. He smiles gratefully and hands me 3room keys. I turn around to face the glares of 50+ girls. I don't like crowds, but even I had to admit this was pretty funny.

I go back to the car and decided to let her sleep some more and I grab a few suitcases and go up to the room. We're on the 40th floor, room 4005. The elevator lift alone was probably a third of my existence, it was so long. I insert my key and go in. The room is huuuge. There are two queen size beds, a chaise, and a humongous window, which I open. I claim the bed closest to it for me and Bella, placing luggage on it. I called room service and asked them to deliver an air mattress for the twins.

I go back down stairs for the rest of the stuff, daydreaming about all the things we could do and praying we'd get to do it. I'm currently dreaming about Sea World and its many attractions, when someone bumps shoulders with me, snapping me out of my trace.

"Sorry," I hear a (British?) voice tell me, but they continue to walk quickly. I turn to say the same, but all I see is a flash of brown hair and they were around the corner. I guess he was in a rush. I shrug and go downstairs, where everyone is waiting. This was going to be a fun 3weeks.