"Isn't that tiring?" He shifted his arm so it leaned on the counter. "You know, never choosing anywhere to stay and building a life of your own?" "I don't mind it, really."

Where a naive girl with lots of baggage and a rockstar that can't seem to think of anyone but himself fall in love over the span of 24 hours

"I fucking love you."

"7:15, that's our time."