A couple of weeks had passed and both bands were so close that they could've almost been recognised as a supergroup, but Connor was under the impression that McFly were only 'buzzing around' because one of them fancied me...Yeah Right!
We were all on our way to the next destination in a bus that was very much like a mobile home which was hired out to us for the remainder of the tour, James and Tristan we're on the playstation with Connor spectating with his occasional 'Oooh's' or 'Ahhh's' being said , Brad was sat opposite me on the leather sofas playing around with his mobile phone and I was sat comfortably in a pair of dark grey, baggy tracksuit trousers that i had stolen from James, with my black ugg boots and my black fitted Impractical Jokers T-Shirt (These guys are amazing!)
I had my tablet on my lap with my earphones plugged in, searching Youtube and Itunes for anything McFly related as i had really got into their music, plus... I was also extremely embarrassed not knowing a single thing about them or any words to their songs.
Out the corner of my eye i saw Tristan quickly glance over at me and then turned back towards James muttering something in his ear, i turned the volume down on my tablet and listened in to what he had to say.
"So which one do you think fancies Saff?" Tristan asked and passed his playstation controller to Connor so he could finish off his Call Of Duty game James looked up at him for a couple of seconds with a hint of shock on his face and his attention then swiftly went back to the game "What makes you think that one of them fancies her? She's one of us remember...One of the lads. They're more likely to go for a girly girl with her manicured nails and perfect hair, Saff just doesn't fit the bill" James replied completely enticed with the TV screen "I guess your right, you know her better than anyone else" Tristan agreed I felt my heart drop and a lump appear in my throat, i looked down at my bitten nails again and inspected the strands of hair that weren't included in my ponytail hoping it would be the perfect conditioned hair that a guy would look for, but all i could see was a load of split ends and at this point i started to believe that nobody was ever going to love me and i was always going to end up in the friend zone with every guy i met, i took a deep breath to keep the tears at bay that had began to prick in the corners of my eyes and carried on downloading my music until we reached the hotel, trying to put what was said to the back of my mind.
~*~ I dropped my adidas sports bag full of clothes onto the floor in the lobby of the hotel and looked around, everything seemed really high maintenance and my face reddened slightly as i suddenly realised the outfit i was wearing on the bus didn't really fit in with the hotels character "Someone could have told me we are going to be staying in a ridiculously posh hotel, i feel like a tramp wearing this" I said pulling at the baggy legs of my tracksuit bottoms and glanced up to see a couple dressed as if they we're attending a ball for royalty, they gave me the look of disgust as they walked by and i felt so offended that i was unable to hold my tongue.
"What do you think you're looking at? Haven't you ever seen a pair of tracksuit trousers before?..." I said sarcastically as they walked passed me I was about to carry on giving them more abuse when i saw Fletch and the McFly boys walking towards us. I blushed instantly as they had blatantly heard my little outburst.
"If you're quite finished abusing the guests of this hotel, maybe we could go and check in to our rooms" Fletch said in a disappointed tone I stayed put biting the corner of my lip whilst everyone else headed towards the reception desk to receive their room keys and when their backs were turned i picked up my sports bag, flung it over my shoulder and headed back out to the bus carrying the embarressment i caused myself, the bands and their manager!
I got to the bottom of the steps when someones hand gripped the top of my arm which allowed a bolt of electricity to run straight through my body, there was only one person that gave my that feeling when he touched me. It was Dougie.
"Dougie, let go of me, I'm going to spend the night on the tour bus" I said trying to pull my arm away from his grip, but he was too strong "Just because some pompous arse gave you a dirty look for dressing like a chav, doesn't mean you have to act like one..." He replied with a chuckle in an attempt to wind me up.
"You've got a room of luxury for two whole nights waiting for you in that building, a free mini bar as well and they have really cool showers in the ensuite bathroom because they have these massaging water jets as well as a massaging shower head, it's like being in a spa, if i were you, i'd take advantage of it while i can!" He prompted and let go of my arm "Do i really look like the type of girl that has ever stepped foot in a spa?" I asked him with my eyebrow raised, he looked down at my attire and rubbed the back of his neck nervously "Well...now you mention it...no, but now is a good time to start, there's a spa somewhere in the hotel...I'm going to take you there"
"I aint having some 'random' rubbing their hands all over my body with warm oil, not in a million years" I argued and started heading towards the entrance with Dougie following closely behind.
"For a girl who doesn't go to the spa, she sure knows alot about massages" He taunted "Shut your trap!" Saffy replied biting back at his remark The reception desk was once again empty, apart from Fletch standing there constantly looking at his watch, when he saw us approaching he turned to the lady on the desk and recieved a couple keys with the room number imprinted on to a copper keyring "Saffy you're in Room 305 and Dougie you're in room 306" Fletch said handing us the keys and looked at his watch again "You have precisely 4 hours and then we have to go to the venue to soundcheck for tonights show, I'm looking at you Dougie...Don't Be Late!" He said and turned his attention to the receptionist again as he had some paperwork to fill in.
We entered the lift in silence with the monotonous lift music surrounding us as we headed up three floors, i was so relieved to hear the lift 'ding' and the metal doors part because i was never a big fan of lifts as i was always afraid i'd get stuck in one.
It was eerie and quiet on our floor, i was expecting the corridors to be busy and full of life with families on their holidays or couples sharing a romantic getaway in this posh hotel, i also noticed there was only 6 rooms on this floor and every door had a generous amount of space between them, i stopped dead in my tracks with shock as i realised we were staying in a suite! Dougie wasn't paying attention and walked straight into the back of me unaware that i had stopped, but before i got to say anything a head poked around one of the doors and surveyed the area, obviously waiting for his band mate to join him in whatever antics they had instore for the next 4 hours "I knew it was only a matter of time...where have you love birds been? and dare i ask what have you been up to?" Danny asked us both "Danny...I'd like to have you know once again! there is absolutely nothing happening between me and Dougie and if i could be bothered to walk that extra 5 feet to your door i would kick your balls so hard you would end up choking on them" I said as i turned the key in the lock to enter my room and left both boys standing there speechless, i had my ear to the door as they carried on with their conversation outside "Wow... She's fiery today, just remind me not to get on the wrong side of her again, i don't fancy having my balls in my throat" Danny stated "Mate, don't take it personally, she's just in a shitty mood because of that couple giving her evils for wearing her trackies, just give her time to cool off and then she'll be back to her normal self"
I sighed loudly and walked over to my king sized bed, it looked so comfortable that you could sink straight into the mattress and never be found again.
I dropped my bag to the floor and spead eagled in to the softness of the quilt and i proved myself right, it was definatly a bed fit for a king! I closed my eyes for a few seconds as i felt instantly relaxed and found myself thinking the most unexpected thoughts; i was wondering what it would be like to share this comfortable bed in a romantic and pleasurable moment with a lover.
I pictured a toned masculine figure hovering inches above my body with several tattoos over his arms and pectoral area which gave this body a bad boy image, one of his hands ran smoothly across my shoulder and down the length of my arm to my fingertips whilst his lips were at work caressing my own, as we parted from this mind blowing kiss i got to see the face of this lucky man that my mind chose to be my lover and I let out a sudden gasp and opened my eyes the ceiling was the first thing i saw as i was still lead on the bed, i ran my hand over my face as i was trying to make sense of the image in my head, i knew we had a connection but i didn't expect Dougie to be the image of my lover in my little dream
To Be Continued...