When we got to the car Tommy offered to drive first because Michael had driven down this morning. Mel and I climbed in back while Michael took shotgun. Michael and Mel both fell asleep before we hit the highway, but I was still edgy from the adrenaline.
Tommy glanced at me in the rearview before turning the radio to my favorite station. I smiled at the familiar song and watched the passing sights as I willed myself to relax.
"So, did you have fun today?" Tommy asked into the silence.
"You mean it didn't look like I was having fun?" I teased.
He laughed slightly. "So that guy was pretty interested in you." He sounded kind of wary.
"John?" I asked and he nodded. "Um. I guess." I didn't really know what to say. Tommy and I still talked about boys, but it was always awkward.
"Veronica Rose. Are you toying with him?" I let a small laugh out and Tommy smirked. "I know he's like Mel's idol, but what do you think of him?" he asked, more serious.
"I don't know. He's nice enough. I love his music, and his voice, but I don't really know him." I couldn't be more vague, but I didn't want to talk to Tommy about a guy I thought was attractive and might like. I had the urge to do the 'awkward turtle' with my hands. I laughed at the thought.
"What's funny?" Tommy asked, watching me in the rearview.
"Nothing," I mumbled. Suddenly I was tired enough to close my eyes and drift off. The first thing I saw was John's smile. Oh no.
I woke up to muffled voices. Slowly I opened my eyes, attempting to adjust them to the dark surrounding me. I was still in the back seat of the convertible and I could feel Mel's legs draped over mine, but no one was in the front. I turned my head to find that the trunk was open and guessed that the boys were behind it.
I gently lifted Mel's legs so I could get out of the car. I looked around more closely now that my eyes had adjusted a bit to the darkness and found we were in the parking lot of some hotel. I walked around the back of the car where I found Tommy unloading our bags.
"Where's Michael?" I whispered.
Tommy jumped up, hitting his head on the trunk. "Dammit. Where did you come from?" he asked, rubbing his head as he turned to me.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."
"It's okay. Michael should be back any minute, he went to check out the hotel room," he said, answering my original question.
I nodded and picked up a few bags, "What room are we in?" I asked. Moving towards the building.
"411. I'll wake Mel and we'll meet you guys in there," he said, handing me a spare room key.
I made my way around the corner looking for the door with 411 on it. I found it on my right and set down one of the bags I was carrying to unlock the door. It was a nice suite. I walked into the small living room and kitchenette where I found Michael lying on the couch. Apparently he wasn't going back out to help us unload.
I set the bags down on the side of the couch and walked around to explore the rest of the suite. On the other side of the small living room was a large bed that looked very inviting right now. To the left was another large bed and a door I assumed led to the bathroom.
I was used to suites like this. Everywhere I traveled I stayed in an expensive hotel, in an expensive suite. I wasn't used to anything less. I made my way back down the stairs to find Mel stumbling towards the bed and Tommy chuckling lightly.
"Well, I guess that bed is called for," I said as I grabbed my bag from Tommy's hand.
I went into the bathroom and changed into my pink Victoria's Secret shorts and another one of Michael's old v-neck tees.
I came out to find Tommy stripped to his boxers climbing into the second bed.
"Can I join you?" I asked as I set my bag at the foot of the bed. Tommy raised his eyebrows slightly, glancing at me. "Mel tends to kick," I explained.
He nods and pulls down the covers for me. I climb in, snuggling close to him to get warm.
"Night V," he whispers.
"Night T."
I woke up to the bed shaking violently. I groaned as I opened one eye to find the reason for the rude awakening. Mel was jumping on the bed trying to wake Tommy and I.
I felt Tommy's arms tighten around me as he slowly woke up. I hid my face in my hands as I mumbled to Mel.
"Missy, seriously? Where's the fire?"
"We're in Las Vegas!" she yelled excitedly.
"Really?" I asked sarcastically.
"What time is it?" Tommy grumbled near my ear.
"10:00!" Mel answered in the same excited tone.
I smiled at her spunkiness. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a flash and my eyes darted to see Michael in the hallway with a camera in hand.
"Michael!" I yelped.
"What? Just documenting our trip. I thought you wanted to remember this summer?" he asked innocently, but I knew he was anything but.
He was teasing Tommy. I glared at him, letting him know I knew he was lying. Tommy released me, realizing what Michael was doing.
I got up, shooing Mel and Michael away. I grabbed my bag and walked towards the bathroom to change but Tommy stopped me. He hugged my waist from behind and whispered in my ear.
"Good morning." His voice was rough from sleep.
I patted his cheek, smiling. "Morning." And continued into the bathroom.
A/N: I'm sorry I've taken FOREVER to post anything on here. I'm mostly on mibba now. Same username if you want to find me. Hope you like this new story so far.
As always, let me know what you think. I love feedback. Ideas are always good, I can only come up with so much. ;)
Until later, love.