America's Suitehearts

**CC’s POV**
“Jesus Christ, I’m so fucking tired.” I said to myself as I plopped down on the bed in my hotel room. When you’ve been spending almost two months sleeping in a bunk, any bed, even a crappy hotel one, was paradise. The tour so far had been amazing, it was the first time we’d toured with Asking Alexandria, Escape the Fate, Falling in Reverse, and Of Mice & Men at the same time and tomorrow was the first day we had off together. I wasn’t a psychic, but I could sense some hardcore partying in our very near futures, one of the ladies at the front desk said that they’d actually reserved the upstairs bar for us in anticipation of said partying, not to mention I’d already gotten a text from Danny about how they were going to throw a party in the suite they were in on our last night here. I laid down completely and sighed. I better sleep while I can. Just as soon as I’d closed my eyes, there was a loud knock at my door. Fuck. There goes that idea.
“CC! Open up!” I heard Ash shout from outside my room. Maybe if I just lay here for a while, he’ll go away… “Ceeses Pieces! I know you’re in there!” he said. After a second or two of silence, I wondered if he’d finally gone away but that thought was shot down when I heard him knocking rhythmically and he started singing “Do you wanna build a snowman?” God Damnit! I begrudgingly got up and opened the door for him. “Hey man, what took you so long?” he said as he strolled right in. I closed the door then sighed and wiped the tiredness from my face.
“What’s up, Ash?” I asked as he walked over to the room phone.
“Ben just texted me that there’s a really cute room service girl and I wanna see if I get her.” He said picking up the phone and starting to dial.
“Couldn’t you call from your room?” I asked crossing my arms
“Jake already ordered from our room, I’m increasing my chances over here.” He said just before his call got answered. He immediately began flirting and joking with whatever girl was taking his order. After about three minutes of goofing off, he finally placed his order for chicken nuggets and tater-tots or some shit like that and confirmed that there’d still be someone here in 15 minutes when the food arrived then hung up. “She sounded cute.” He said, putting the phone back in its place and walking back towards the door.
“The hell are you going?” I asked as he opened the door
“I gotta be at my room to see if the cute room service chick shows up. I’ll be back in 10 to check here. Bye!”
I probably shut the door behind him a bit harder than I should have, but didn’t really give a shit right now. Now I have to wait for food that I don’t even want. Couldn’t he have just fucking waited until tonight to pick up chicks? God Damn. I groaned and went back to laying on the bed. Man, I really do need a nap, I’m normally never this grumpy. Fuck it. I’m sleeping. Ash can just wake me up when he comes back. I shut my eyes and drifted for several minutes. Of course then Ash, with impeccable timing, texted me that he’d already gotten the room service chick he was looking for and gotten her number so he wasn’t going to bother coming to check out whoever came here. Fucking hell. Right on cue, there was a knock on my door.
“Room service!” the chick outside announced. I groaned and got up. Fucking Ashley always fucking ordering me food. I don’t even want these shitty chicken nuggets or whatever the hell this is. As soon as I had opened up the door and gotten a look at the chick they’d sent, my mood instantly changed.
I’m not going to lie, the first thing I noticed about her (and it was pretty hard not to, even in her drab light blue uniform) was that the Gods of Tits had heavily blessed her chest. She had her dark brown hair tied into a bun with a few grown out blonde highlights in her side-swept bangs that just barely missed covering her right eye. She had these nice rosy lips with a perfectly formed Cupid’s bow that pulled into a smile and revealed a dimple in her right cheek. Her skin was fairly pale, which wasn’t very common in city with a tanning salon in nearly every mall. She had two piercings in both of her ear lobes as well as one mid-way up the cartilage on her left ear and a small stud in her right nostril. Then I saw her eyes. Oh shit, those eyes, man. They were these pretty doe eyes in an intriguing shade of greenish gray with little flecks of golden brown in them and framed by these thick, jet black, mile-long eyelashes that most girls would kill to have and lined with a medium thick line of black eyeliner that did that thing where the line kinda went beyond her eyelid and made a pointy thing in the outer corner … uh, what was it called again? The thing that makes it look kind of like a cat eye, wait, that’s what it is. A cat eye thing.
I suddenly remembered that this was not in fact a romance film and that time had not stopped while I described her in my mind and that we’ve both just kind of been staring at each other for an awkward amount of time. Shit. Say something. Say anything just don’t keep staring at her like a creep!
“Um, so, do you have food?” I asked. Genius.
“Oh, uh, yeah, that’s what I’m supposed to be doing here. Sorry, I’m a bit star-struck right now…” she said with her face going slightly red as she semi crouched down and retrieved whatever crap Ash had ordered from her cart. Her voice was a little shaky, a lot like the kids who we’d meet during meet & greets. Maybe she’s a fan. She stood back up and handed me my plate. “Here’s your chicken nuggets.” As I took the plate from her, I noticed tattoos on her wrists but I couldn’t make out what they were before they were out of sight. “Enjoy your meal, C-I mean, sir.” She stammered as blush bloomed across her cheeks.
“You can call me CC, if you want.” I said with a smirk, making her smile. Her eyes caught mine and I couldn’t help but smile back. Ah fuck, I’m a sucker for those eyes.
“Okay then, um, enjoy your meal, CC.” she said before turning away and starting to push her cart back down the hallway. I took this opportunity to check her out from behind. She was about average in height, maybe just a bit on the shorter side. She was sort of skinny, but there was enough ham on the situation to give her a nice hourglass shape and a pretty cute butt and oh man, don’t even get me started on those legs. Okay, I’ve got to at least get her number, just play it cool, CC, just play it cool.
She was almost out of earshot when, without a single thought, I blurted: “Hey, uh, what are you doing tonight?” Dear God, that was just slicker than lube, CC, slicker than lube.

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