It seemed like we were in the elevator for hours before we finally for out at the 22nd floor. I didn't even know the Marriott had 22 floors. As soon as we got out of the elevator, it was like we were living the lap of luxury. There were gold trimmings, marble floors, and stunning paintings everywhere. Each of the boys has their own room, but we followed them as they led us into Harry's. It was absolutely breathtaking, like a little penthouse. It has a kitchen, living room, and everything. Not to mention an amazing hot tub and view.
"Who's ready to take a dip." - H
"Our bathing suits are downstairs in our room." - S
"Oh silly you won't be needing those." - H
"Would you prefer champagne, wine, vodka, or beer?" - Z
"Anything is fine with me." - E
"Champagne it is." - Z
As Zayn started pouring champagne Sammy and I couldn't stop looking at each other. We were in complete shock. It was like a dream.
"Here's to a wicked good time with some hot American babes." - N
After we all clanked out glasses together, the mood really started to lighten up. Except Liam and Louis seemed a little distant. It makes sense because Louis has a girlfriend, but I couldn't tell what Liam was thinking. I could hardly even tell what I was thinking as I stared at him from across the room admiring every detail of his body. His hair was sexier than I ever expected. Shorter on the sides but styled in the front. His neck birth mark on his neck is so adorable. His arms are toned, and his hands are big. And his eyes are just incredible, they aren't just brown. They are like two round chestnuts gleaming in the light from above. He is so beautiful. Niall and Harry are the first ones in the hot tub. I could hardly breathe as they threw there shirts over their head so nonchalantly. Harry Styles really does have four nipples, and the butterfly tattoo surprisingly doesn't look THAT bad.
I could tell Sammy was feeling a bit uncomfortable, by there's no way we are going to leave. We are in One Direction's hotel room with 2/5 of them practically naked. We are staying I thought to myself.
I can't believe I'm doing this. It's the alcohol. It has to be.
Quickly, I peeled my dress off my body, which left me in nothing but a bra and really skimpy underwear.
All jaws dropped, including Liam's.
Then Sammy did the same, and got into the hot tub. I followed her, and Liam and Zayn weren't far behind.
This was it. I was sitting in a hot tub with One Direction...oh my fucking god.