Wake-Up Call

Summary: Lilly's 7am wake-up call.

Author's Note: Okay so a couple of people requested a sequel to this one-shot story. Instead I'm going to write a five-part story. Lilly's POV throughout. Enjoy!

Dedication: I would like to dedicate this story to GlisteningShadow who constantly kicked me up the backside to write this. Thank you.

Chapter 1 – Sound.

"I hope you enjoy your stay here, Miss Truscott," the mop-headed receptionist says overly cheery, it sounds so much like a hollow corporate saying.

"Well that depends on the quality of this hotel doesn't it?" I decide to deliberately make him uncomfortable, to see what his reaction will be.

"I can assure you, that this is a five-star hotel for a very good reason, we have excellent customer service," he calmly responds. I wonder if he really believes that.

"I'll look forward to seeing it."

He hands over the key to my room, "Would you like a wake-up call in the morning?"

"Oh yeah, actually that would be good, er about 7am?" Stupid conference, why do they have it on so early?

"7am it is," he says as I turn to head towards the elevator, "Have a nice day." Oh I can't believe he said that.

6.58am...6.59am...7.00am

The bedside phone goes off, "Uh, god it can't be that time already," my hand wonders across the bed...is that the phone? I feel a cold surface, right that's the table, I lazily come into contact with the phone and lift it up to stop the irritating ringing, that's much better, the phone slowly makes its way towards my ear, "H-hello?" I utter still heavy in sleep.

"Good Morning Miss Truscott, this is your 7am wake-up call," I bolt upright in the bed, eyes fly open sending any of that weird little sleep stuff across the room. Her voice is delicate, sensual, and sweet as though honey is being dripped into my ear and slowly flowing down my throat sending a warm tingly sensation to my stomach. The side of my face that's pressing up to phone begins to heat up immensely, like I'm holding an iron to my head. Oh no, how long has this silence been here?

I let out a shaky breath, "T-thank you."

"No problem is there anything else I can do for y'all?" Oh my, that accent is so adorable. I need more of this heavenly voice, a voice that could calm a violent ocean.

"Er, yeah could I have a wake-up call for 7.03am?" I cringe; I can't believe I've just said that.

"Tomorrow?" She asks happy to oblige.

"No, today," I almost whisper, extremely embarrassed to even ask such a stupid request.

"Okay," her confused tone is understandable but how comes even when she sounds perplexed by my silly request she sounds even cuter?

7.01am...7.02am

Oh come on! Why is it when you're waiting for something it takes so much longer for time to pass than normal?

7.02am...7.03am

The phone chirps once before I quickly grab it. "Hello!" I almost yelp down the phone, way over excited to hear her voice again.

"Good Morning Miss Truscott, this is your 7.03am wake-up call," sounding even more sensual then before. The exact same feelings hit me again only this time a lot harder. I can't contain the tiniest, smallest and almost wimpiest of sighs that escape. "Anything else I can do?" Yeah there's a whole lot you could do but you'd probably get fired or something.

"Wanna have breakfast? I mean you're up, I'm up. It's almost fate," I ask. Where has this sudden burst of confidence come from?

"I don't think that would be really appropriate."

"You sure? We'll have some eggs, bacon, croissants, orange juice or some toast? What do you think?" I feel as though I'm begging. All I want is to do is listen to her voice all day long then record it for the plane journey home.

"I'm working. Is there anything else I can do?"

"Could I have a wake-up call at 7.06am please?"

"...sure."

"Oh and this time call me by my first name."

7.04am...7.05am

What am I doing? It's not my fault she has such a hypnotic voice. I bet she has a magical singing voice, I bet she could sing the birds to sleep never mind the other way around.

7.05am...7.06am

"Good morning Lillian-"

"Not Lillian. Lilly," I interrupt to correct her.

"Good morning...Lilly," she lowers her tone from professional to husky and breathless to pronounce my name, sending me into an upward spiral of internal joy. I feel my heart melt and begin to trickle through my ear into the phone, down the line and into her waiting hands on the other side.

"A-re you s-sure I can't even tempt you with just a cup of coffee?" I try again to lure her out.

"I think your beginning to harass me."

"Hey, you're the one who keeps calling," I joke, which brings another sound of heaven to my ears, her endearing laugh, her sugary sweet giggle. I smile wildly hearing that I've pleased this angel in some way.

"You're not going to stop are you?"

"Nope. I'll ask you to ring at the beginning of every minute of every day that I'm here until you let me take you to breakfast, brunch, lunch, tea, dinner or supper."

"Alright then." Did she just say yes? Screw the conference.

"What's your name?" I ask.

"Miley."

Miley, her name is as fascinating as her voice. "Where do you want to meet?"...

Author's Note: Next chapter will be up extremely soon. Seriously. Really soon. But if you flood my inbox with reviews I'll update as soon as I wake up :P Thanks for reading!