fae dalton
                              "so... now what?" luke asks first, looking at me for answers. i shrug, turning to rachel who cocks an eyebrow and squints.
                              she raises a hand. i smile. "yes, mrs. chandler?"
                              "well i could go for a meal, i dont know about you..." she trails off, daintily and twirling her pretty hair. she's so cute aw!
                              "dude, yes, im so fucking hungry i could eat a child." michael blurts. calum- who was on the other side of the hotel room- turned and looked at him with a raised eyebrow. michael is the complete opposite of rachel, i love it.
                              "don't eat children, silly!" i say with mock energy. ashton clears his throat and we all face him. he sits with his long legs crossed and taps his chin, as if he's pondering. one hand holds the hotel phone, and he nods his head to whatever they're saying on the other line.
                              "who's he talking to?" michael asks.
                              "how would we know?" i sass back.
                              "hey- i gave you a concussion and ill give you another one." he jokingly threatens. i snort.
                              "not funny." luke says. i smile and look up at him. he blushes- completely losing the tough guy act.
                              "ooh!" calum almost squeals in a way. luke and i share a questioning look. i follow him into the biggest room in our small two room hotel. calum is sitting on the ratty carpet and staring up at the small low definition screen.
                              "i love toddlers in tiaras." i say, when i notice what he's watching. luke wraps his arms around my waist and hoists me off the ground. i groan jokingly and throw my head over his shoulder. 
                              "put me down, weirdo!" we laugh before michael shushes us. he puts us on one of the two beds in the room and i pull the comforter over me. luke frowns and tries to pull some of the blanket from me. i rest my head on my hand and luke tangles our feet. this is kind of weird... i mean we are just friends?
                              "...i was very scared all of the other girls because i liked their tutus. i accidentally threw the makeup brush at my mom..." michael snorts. 
                              "luke that would be you." ashton giggles and aw's. i turn to face him and he's blushing. he hides under the blanket.
                              "stoppppp."
                              there's a knock on the door. i hop off the bed, recieving a look from rachel that i cant quite read. shrugging it off, i swing open the door.
                              "my bitches, it's room service!" i call. the man holding the cart full of food looks disgusted. he wheels it in the room and leaves, not bothering to take the cart with him. so much for service.
                              calum is the first to pipe up at all of the food.
                              "ashton how much did you get?"
"we're looking at it, calum." i snap back. he rolls his eyes.
                              we all turn towards ashton. curious as to why he ordered so much.
                              he gives a huge smile that lights up the room. he giggles. "i dunno. let's just eat all of it!"
                              two icecream sundaes, 4 kids grilled cheeses, one burger, 2 cups of fruit, and a bite of coconut pie (before i realized it was coconut) i was finished. and that wasnt anything compared to what michael ate.
                              it was safe to say that we all felt bad. we all layed on the floor. my head in someone's lap. 
                              "oh my balls." ashton says. we all send him glares, though i find the situation hilarious. whoever i was resting on gets up. it was luke.
                              "i'm going to go wash my face. i feel dirty." 
                              "that's not punk rock." michael calls. ew ew ew i feel bad. a surge of gross waves over me. i stand up and run to the bathroom. when i reach the door, i turn back.
                              "me when i see your face-" and then run to the bathroom because i feel like throwing up. i don't.
                              what i notice is that someone closed the door. luke dries off his face. the door won't budge open. did someone lock us in?
                              "hey guys, the door is jammed!" i call, pressing my ear on the wood. calum- i think- laughs.
                              "fae, was it really worth the risk of throwing up on the floor just to make that joke?!" rachel asks. michael snorts. i roll my eyes, facing luke.
                              "c'mon let us out!" i yell.
                              "yeah... we can't stay here all night." luke says, almost stilted.
                              the other idiots didn't seem like they were opening the door anytime soon. i realized i was locked in a bathroom with the one and only, luke.
                              how fun will this night be.
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                              @Michael5SOS: night out with the girls (attached picture of everyone lying on the ground)
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