This is all fake. This is just a story. So no, I do not own anyone in this story, sorry to disappoint! :)
[Demi's point of view]
It was the middle of the night, I'm on twitter, and I was not sleepy AT ALL. My sleep schedule is all messed up because of all these night shoots where we end up getting back to the hotel room around 3am.
I've been staying in the room with one of my best friends, Anna Maria during the entire beginning of filming for Camp Rock 2. Joe, Nick, and Kevin were all sharing a suite just across the hall.
Anna Maria in the shower; I wanted some ice in my water and remembered the ice machine right down the hallway.
"Hey Anna, I'm gonna go get some ice!" I shouted towards the bathroom door to let her know I was going somewhere and had not been kidnapped.
"K Demi!" She shouted over the shower noise.
I took the bucket that said ICE from on top of the dining table and stepped out the door.
It was dark in the hallway, but I could see the light coming from the machine and walked towards it slowly. At this point, I wouldn't have been surprised if something jumped out in front of me; the lighting and setting were just perfect for it.
I got to the machine and pressed the button that said "PRESS FOR ICE" after placing the bucket under the whole I assumed would give me ice.
I was right. Ice started coming out, and I sighed and said to myself, "Good job, Demi."
I guessed that the machine would stop itself once it gave me enough, but noooooooooooo.
I grabbed the bucket and set it on the floor next to the machine.
"Stop, stop, stop…" I begged while pushing the PRESS FOR ICE button. "Please???"
The ice kept coming out, and I panicked. I ran to my brothers' suite and pounded on their door. "Joeeee, Nickkkk, Kevinnnnn!!!" The ice dropping on top of a small pile on the hotel carpet was making this noise like someone was angrily typing on a keyboard.
"Can I HELP you?" A man asked, with an attitude, I might add, when the door finally opened.
Seeing that it was not any of my friends who had answered the door, I stuttered, "Um….hi. Wr-rong room?"
"Demi?" I turned and saw Joe in his usual choice of sleepwear, a wife beater and sweatpants. "What are you doing?"
"I wanted ice and then it was all dark and the machine won't stop giving me ice and then I went to look for you guys to help but I think I got the wrong door-"
Joe just started laughing uncontrollably and dropped to the ground, holding his stomach as the man watched, narrowing his eyes. He was either really tired or about to murder one of us.
"Sorry sir, my friend is a little out of it." Joe explained once he had calmed down and put his arm around my shoulder. "You see, we're doing this movie and we've been doing all these night shoots. Everyone is just not rested well."
I nodded quickly and faked a yawn. "I'm really, really sorry…"
"Oh, I see. Now that you mention it…" He squinted his eyes to see us better in the dark. "Aren't you two in that movie, what was it, Pop Rocks or something?"
We held back our laughter as we nodded in unison.
"My 6 year old daughter loves that movie; she'd be excited if she heard about this little encounter." He laughed.
"Awww, where is she?" I asked, no longer afraid of the man.
"Asleep in the room." He nodded towards the inside of the suite.
"Why don't you bring her to find us tomorrow?"
"All right. She would be so happy." He clasped his hands together.
"My brothers and I are right next door. She's welcome anytime!"
"And I'll probably be around there too," I smiled. The brothers' room was our usual hang out place.
"Alright, catch you later, Mr.-" Joe started walking me back to the ice machine.
"Roberts, but you can call me Henry."
"Well I'm Joe, and this is Demi. Hopefully, we'll see you tomorrow!"
"Sorry again…." I giggled.
"Oh, it's no problem. You kids get your sleep now." Henry closed the door to his suite and Joe let out a huge laugh.
"Oh, Demi, Demi, Demi. What are we going to do with you?"
I sighed and picked up the ice bucket. By now, the ice had stopped coming out of the thing, but there was a huge pile on the carpet.
"Why don't we just leave that? Just get some sleep?" Joe asked as we headed back to my room.
"Who said I was tired?" I looked at him. "Besides, we have a day off tomorrow right?"
"Yeah, and did you realize that we just promised to probably babysit the whole day tomorrow?!"
"Oh, don't be a baby, Joe. That's what you get for being vague." I laughed.
"Well, I'm not tired, you got me up. So let's go somewhere." Joe took my bucket and I opened the door to my room.
"What's open at this time?" I asked, letting us in. "It's like 4am right now."
"What'd you need ice for, Demi?" Anna asked, looking up from the TV. "…and Joe."
"Hey Maria, what's crackin'?" He nodded at her with a goofy grin. "You'll never guess what Demi just did."
"NOOO. That's another story for another day." I placed my palm over Joe's face. Anna raised one eyebrow.
"Well we're going out, ready?" Joe asked through my fingers.
"Where're you guys going, it's like 4am!" Anna gave me a look. Sometimes, she acted more like my mother than my mother does.
"I don't know. I can't sleep, and nobody's awake on Twitter." I grabbed the room key and walked towards the door. "Wanna come?"
"Nahh, I need some sleep, and SO DO YOU GUYS." She threw a pillow at my head.
"Byeee mother," Joe grinned again as I closed the door.
We walked towards the elevator as I realized what we were both wearing. Joe, as previously mentioned was in his wife beater and sweats, and I had on Victoria Secrets Pink sweats and a one of a kind A Rocket to the Moon shirt, given to me by my favorite ginger, Nick Santino.
The elevator doors opened and I shivered a little, thinking about the times I have gotten stuck in one. "Um, Joe?"
"You cold, Demi?"
"No, just…"I giggled. "I don't think we can go anywhere looking like this."
"Huh, you're right." He laughed looking around at our attire. "Let's just explore this place."
We exited the elevator once it reached the lobby and Joe walked straight to the front desk. "Hi, I was wondering, what's there to do around the hotel?"
The lady behind the counter looked up at us like we were crazy. She was probably fully expecting to work a graveyard shirt, with no one coming up and asking her questions like this. "At this time of the night, sir?"
"Yeah." We nodded.
She sat up and sighed, "Well, there's the gym, the pool, the restaurant, but game room, the gift shop, and bar, but you and your girlfriend are probably not of age."
"Um, well-" I started to explain that I wasn't his girlfriend.
"Thanks." Joe interrupted and led me away from the desk.
"So, where to first?" Joe grinned.
"What was that, Joe?" I pointed at the desk.
"Drop it, Demi, come on." He pulled me towards the gift shop and we ended up looking around for a while.
"Look Joe, they have those shark gummy things!" I grinned like a little girl who saw candy.
"Look Dems, they sell 'Shane sunglasses'!" Shane grabbed the white shades off the shelf, put them on, and glanced at the mirror hanging on the shelf.
We bought the two items and headed back to the elevator, knowing that it was way too late to be out of our rooms.
"Tell me, Demi." Joe grinned, putting on the sunglasses once again.
"Yes?" I giggled, chewing on a blue shark.
"Do I look like Shane Gray?" He said seriously.
"No. Shane is way hotter." I said to match his tone.
"Ouch." Joe laughed at my response and grabbed the shark I had hanging out of my mouth.
"HEY!" I protested as I watched him devour my shark. "I was eating that!"
He laughed at my reaction. "Oh, come onnn, I paid for it!"
"Whatever, that's why I like Shane better." I stuck out my bottom lip as we walked towards my room from the elevator. The sun was already coming up, so I could see in the hallway, unlike earlier.
"Thanks for the sharks," I grinned and gave him a hug.
"Welcome, thanks for entertaining me." He laughed, thinking about the ice incident.
"Love you!" I said mindlessly as I closed the door.
[Joe's point of view]
"Love you too." I sighed as I felt my heart clench slightly and walked back towards my suite I shared with my brothers.
Review? Please? :) I don't really know why I wrote this or what it's even going to be about. haha ideas?