Strangers // 5sos

Five

"Are you serious!?" Ari exclaimed. I nodded my head, chewing on the last piece of doughnut. "Probably somewhere in the hotel," I replied. She quickly changed in a loose sweater and some shorts. "Hurry up, let's go!" She tugged on my shirt. "Where the heck are we going?" I asked, obviously knowing that she would go looking for them. "Duh, to find 5SOS." She said.

"This is ridiculous, as if the hotel registrar would tell us what room they're in." I rolled my eyes. "You don't see famous people everyday, right, Ari?" I teased. She sighed. "I take it back! I take it back! Just help me find their room and then we can go back." She pleaded. I thought for a moment and said, "Fine, just let me look for something decent to wear." She smiled as I pulled out my skinny jeans, black sneakers and an ATL band shirt.

After, we went to the lobby to ask where they stayed. "Good afternoon ma'am, do you need any help?" The girl at the front desk asked. "Uh sure, can you tell us where Michael Clifford stayed?" I replied. I could feel Ari's tension behind me as she crumpled a part of my shirt. "I'm afraid we can't let you know, we are restricted." She said, in her most polite voice. I decided to make up a dumb/lame excuse. "Actually we're his cousins from Alabama and it's Arianna's birthday today, Michael said he'd greet her." I was such a bad liar but the girl behind the desk talked to some guy in a suit and said, "Sure, he and his band mates are in room 34 in the fourth floor." She smiled. A look of happiness shown in Arianna's eyes as we headed for the elevator. "Oh and ma'am?" The girl said. We both turned back as she said, "Happy birthday, Arianna." She smiled.

As soon as we were privately in the elevator, Ari nudged me. "My birthday was last month," I rolled my eyes. "I know, it was just an excuse. At least we got the information," I winked at her. "Thanks sis," She said and hugged me tighter than she used to.