In Another Life

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 His eyes shot down to my mouth, then back up to meet my gaze. "Didn't hear a thing. It's illegal though. To take your clothes off in public. I would never ask you to do that." I inhaled sharply as he winked again, smiled that big gorgeous smile that I was head over heels for, and closed the door. I didn't waste time. I grabbed Denise's hand and half dragged her down the hall, looking for our own room. "What's the fucking number? I need to be behind closed doors before I die from total embarrassment!" I exclaimed, stopping in the middle of the hallway. I realized that I was looking but didn't even know what I was looking for. "Um," Kenzie and Sarah were still standing where we had left them, next to the bags that I had dropped. "Our room is actually right here," Sarah replied, pointing to the THE door. THE door, right next to the one that had just been closed by Colby Brock. You had to be shitting me! I shook my head violently. "No it's not! There's no fucking way in hell that's our room. Denise and I walked back towards the other girls, and I snatched the room key card out of Sarah's hand. "You're fucking with me," I replied, staring at the numbers on the card, then looking back at the door. It matched. It fucking matched. "Shit," I breathed out, dumbfounded. Sarah started laughing and grabbed the card from me, walking to the door to open it. "I think you and Necee can have this room. Kenzie and I will take this one, two doors down from the guys. I know you wanna be closer to Colby. So that you can take your clothes off, if he asks." I glared at her, and threw my small toiletry bag towards her head. She shrieked as it bounced off the door, and laughed again. I leaned down to grab my bag and then stalked past her into the room, as she opened the door. This should be a dream come true, right? The fact that we had somehow just lucked up and met our favorite YouTubers, AND had the rooms right next to them. Things like this didn't happen in real life. I threw my bags down on the floor, and flopped face first on the bed. "Oh my Goooood," I groaned into the fluffy white comforter. This was actually a really nice room, but I hadn't taken the time to look at everything yet. Seeing as how I had just embarrassed myself so badly, I just wanted to hide under the covers for the remainder of this trip. "Don't stress it so much babe. I'm sure stuff like that happens to him all the time. He's probably laughing about it with everyone right now," Denise said, rubbing my back. I rolled over, and stared at the ceiling, my feet on the floor. "That's really not helping," I whined, picturing everyone that I admired and looked up too, laughing at me making a total fool of myself. She laughed, and slapped my leg. "I meant it in a good way. Like, it's not a big deal. Just do like they do when they embarrass themselves. Laugh at yourself and get over it. Shit happens." Okay...I thought about that for a second. I could let this ruin my trip, which would be stupid considering how much money I was spending, PLUS this was going to probably be my only opportunity to actually talk to the people that I looked up too...it wasn't a big deal. I would laugh it off if he brought it up at the meet and greet. Make a joke or something. I sat up quickly, almost knocking Denise to the floor in the process. "You're right. On the bright side, we just fucking spoke to the TrapHouse and they're literally," I jutted my finger towards the wall, "right through that wall, hanging out. How did this happen?" I looked back at Sarah. "I think I love your Dad right now. You call him and tell him that you love and appreciate him right now Sarah. That man is incredible." She grinned at me and held up her phone, showing the screen. "Already texted him. He is pretty amazing." My eyes traveled back towards the wall, as the other girls started putting their things up, and opening the adjoining door to the other room. "You coming to check it out?" Kenzie asked, looking back at me still sitting on the bed. I glanced at her, and shook my head. "Nah, not yet. Just thinking about my budget. Trying to work some things out," I replied. She nodded. "Okay, but you know that we'll help you out if you can't cover something. Not a big deal." I smiled gratefully at my friend. "I know. And I love you for it. I'll be over in a sec." "Okay," she said, before ducking into the other room. I let my head swivel back around so that I was staring at the wall again. Right through that wall sat Sam Golbach, Jake Webber, Brennen Taylor, and Colby Brock. Right on the other side of this wall. What was I supposed to do with that information? How was I expected to pretend like I didn't want to legit just go knock on the door and invite myself into the gang? I shook my head and sighed, before I stood up to go check the other room with my friends. I wasn't going to do that. I wasn't going to be that overeager fan girl that didn't know how to control herself. I was going to remember that this was exactly what it was. A chance to meet some influencers that had changed my life, listen to them answer questions, and have fun and party with my friends at the different events that were taking place. Nothing more. They were just normal people, that didn't deserve to be harassed everywhere they went. So I pushed it from my mind, and looked over the other room with the girls. It was basically the same thing as ours, two queen beds, a mini fridge, all the normal stuff a hotel room had. Only our room had a balcony and theirs didn't.