Author: Angelic Gemma
Distribution: Just tell me where you're putting it!
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Chapter 2
"I'll show you to your room sir," said the grey haired man behind the counter.
"Thanks," replied Angel.
Angel and Buffy had arrived in Heathrow Airport just hours before and were now booking into their luxurious 5 star hotel.
The man lead then up a flight of stairs and turned right.
Buffy couldn't believe how expensive this place looked. "This must have cost a fortune!" She whispered to Angel.
"Your worth every cent," Angel whispered back. The pair shared a smile.
The grey haired man led them down a corridor until he eventually stopped outside room 23.
"Here we are." He put down the suitcases he had been carrying and started to unlock the door.
The rock star ran into his hotel, in the hopes security could stop the mob of screaming 15 year old girls that followed not far behind. He ran through the lobby and as he reached the stairs he turned around and to his dismay realised that the mob had overpowered security. He would have laughed at the situation if it weren't happening to him.
He starting running up the stairs in the hopes of reaching the sanctuary of his room before the mob of teenage girls tore his clothes to pieces. It had happened before and he really liked this outfit.
He loved being a rock star, who wouldn't? But he hated the fact that he couldn't have any privacy or peace. Everything he did ended up the papers!
He turned right at the top of the stairs and could still here the screaming mob following. He ran as fast as he could down the corridor while franticly trying to find the key he knew was in his pocket. To his dismay he still hadn't found it by the time he reached his room.
"Bloody hell!"
The screams were getting closer. He franticly looked around. He caught a glance of a cute blonde going into one of the rooms. A grin spread across his face.
"There are worse rooms to hide in," he said to himself, still grinning.
He ran into the room saying "Sorry about this luv. But I've got a mob after me!"
The cute blonde turned around. "Spike?!" She cried in surprise.
"Buffy!" He laughed. "Small world."
"What are you doing here?!" She said while pulling him into a hug.
"Could ask you the same thing. So where's my favourite cousin anyway?"
Just then Angel came out from the bathroom. "Spike!"
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Spike ducked behind the king size bed and Buffy answered the door.
"Yeah?"
The young redhead who stood in front of the door blushed a little. "Err…" One of the girls who surrounded her pocked her. "Err… Is this Spike's room?"
"No sorry. You got the wrong room. Bye"
Before the red head could reply Buffy had shut the door.
"Thanks luv," said Spike, coming out from behind the bed.
"Don't mention it."
The three spent the next hour talking and then Spike looked at his watch in alarm.
"Bloody hell! Cordy's going to kill me! I've gotta go."
"Who's Cordy?" asked Angel.
"Cordelia Chase, my girlfriend."
"Cordelia? She went to my high school. I guess it really is a small world."
"I was on my way to meet her in our room when the tweenie mob found me." Spike continued. He then grabbing his duster and headed for the door but then stopped. "Hey, what are you two up to later?"
"We're going to go and pay a surprise visit to my mum and my step-dad," replied Buffy.
"Well me and Cordy were going out for a meal, why don't the four of you join us? My treat."
"We couldn't…" began Buffy.
"Don't worry about the money. Millionaire remember luv?"
After some debating Buffy and Angel finally agreed, and then Spike dashed off to his girlfriend.
