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Anna's POV
I was lying on the hotel bed under the practically plastic cover listening to the Toronto traffic when there was a knock at the door that joined Pete's and my rooms.
"Who is it?" I called, getting out of bed and walking over to the door.
"Room service!" A voice called. I opened the door to find Pete standing there in pajama pants and a hoodie with a mischevious grin on his face.
"I don't remember ordering a stripper." I laughed. Pete smiled wider and stepped inside the room, closing the door softly behind him. I walked over and laid on the bed. He came and laid beside me. WE talked for a little while, but then a comfortable silence fell between us.
"So. Waht do you wanna do?" Pete asked, a hint of seduction in his already sexy voice.
"I dunno. Give me some options." Isaid. He moved closer to me and kissed me softly on the lips. We kept kissing, the kisses intensifying. I found his hands around my waist as my hands roamed his body. He slid his hands slightly up my shirt, stopping just below my rib cage. I took off his hoodie and slipped his t-shirt off over his head. He slid my sweat pants off, leaving me in my underwear. He laid on top of me as he kissed my neck, unzipping my hoodie with his teeth.
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I woke up the next morning (Well, the same morning, really, but about 5 hours later) and looked at the clock. It told me that it was 10 o'clock. Pete was still sleeping soundly, his arms wrapped around me. I rolled over and snuggled into his chest. HE opened his eyes, looked down at me, and smiled.
"Good morning Anna." He said groggily. We laid together like that for a few minutes before he sat up and stretched, yawning.
"What do we have to do today?" Pete asked me. I picked up my sidekick off the table, looking at the calender.
"Actually, we have the day off for sight seeing and stuff. But you do have to do a radio interview with Jack FM later tonight." I informed him.
"Cool." HE said. He pulled his pants back on. Suddenly, there was a knock at my door. Pete ran back into his room and I threw my sweats back on.
"Just a second!" I called. I fixed the bed and shoved Pete's forgotten shoes under the bed. I ran to the door and opened it to find Patrick.
"Hey Anna What's-wait, why are you wearing Pete's shirt?" I looked down and saw that I was wearing Pete's "Harry! Is that a wand in your pocket or are you just happy to see me!" Shirt. Fuck! In the rush we had grsbbed the wrong shirts! I had to think fast.
"We got coffee last night at the hotel cafe cause neither of us could sleep. He's a dumbass and spilled coffee on me, so as punishment I took his shirt until he gets mine dry-cleaned." I told Patrick. HE seemed to believe me, because he laughed.
"PEte's such a spaz!" Anyways, I wanted to know if you wanted to go for breakfeast with Joe, Andy, Pete, and I. I still have to get Pete out of bed, of course, but I"m sure he'll come." Patrick said. I smiled gratefully.
"Sure! I'll just get completely dressed, and then I'll meet you in Pete's room?" I said.
"Sure!" Patrick said. He waved and walked away. I gave a sigh of relief and shut the door. That was insanly too close. I put on jeans, a hoodie, and a pair of black flats, grabbed my bag, and headed out. I walked next door and knocked. Pete opened the door and laughed.
"Didn't realize the shirt thing. Good story." He said, stepping aside to let me in.
"How do you know what I said?" I asked him, taking a seat on one of the chairs that was at the little diningroom style table.
"The doors are really thin." He answered, pulling on jeans. There was a knock at the door, then Joe walked in.
"Whats up guys?" He yawned, sitting across from me.
"Nothing, you?" Pete said, taking his phone of the table and shoving it in his pocket.
"Tired. Heard about your shirt Anna. HAsn't living with us the past 4 months taught you anyhting?" He laughed. Pete smacked him in the head on his way to the washroom. He came back out a few minutes later with his eyes rimmed in black eyeliner. Andy and Patricked walked in and we all left for breakfeast.
Thats chapter two. Thanks for reading.
"When there's no one else, look inside yourself."
I was lying on the hotel bed under the practically plastic cover listening to the Toronto traffic when there was a knock at the door that joined Pete's and my rooms.
"Who is it?" I called, getting out of bed and walking over to the door.
"Room service!" A voice called. I opened the door to find Pete standing there in pajama pants and a hoodie with a mischevious grin on his face.
"I don't remember ordering a stripper." I laughed. Pete smiled wider and stepped inside the room, closing the door softly behind him. I walked over and laid on the bed. He came and laid beside me. WE talked for a little while, but then a comfortable silence fell between us.
"So. Waht do you wanna do?" Pete asked, a hint of seduction in his already sexy voice.
"I dunno. Give me some options." Isaid. He moved closer to me and kissed me softly on the lips. We kept kissing, the kisses intensifying. I found his hands around my waist as my hands roamed his body. He slid his hands slightly up my shirt, stopping just below my rib cage. I took off his hoodie and slipped his t-shirt off over his head. He slid my sweat pants off, leaving me in my underwear. He laid on top of me as he kissed my neck, unzipping my hoodie with his teeth.
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I woke up the next morning (Well, the same morning, really, but about 5 hours later) and looked at the clock. It told me that it was 10 o'clock. Pete was still sleeping soundly, his arms wrapped around me. I rolled over and snuggled into his chest. HE opened his eyes, looked down at me, and smiled.
"Good morning Anna." He said groggily. We laid together like that for a few minutes before he sat up and stretched, yawning.
"What do we have to do today?" Pete asked me. I picked up my sidekick off the table, looking at the calender.
"Actually, we have the day off for sight seeing and stuff. But you do have to do a radio interview with Jack FM later tonight." I informed him.
"Cool." HE said. He pulled his pants back on. Suddenly, there was a knock at my door. Pete ran back into his room and I threw my sweats back on.
"Just a second!" I called. I fixed the bed and shoved Pete's forgotten shoes under the bed. I ran to the door and opened it to find Patrick.
"Hey Anna What's-wait, why are you wearing Pete's shirt?" I looked down and saw that I was wearing Pete's "Harry! Is that a wand in your pocket or are you just happy to see me!" Shirt. Fuck! In the rush we had grsbbed the wrong shirts! I had to think fast.
"We got coffee last night at the hotel cafe cause neither of us could sleep. He's a dumbass and spilled coffee on me, so as punishment I took his shirt until he gets mine dry-cleaned." I told Patrick. HE seemed to believe me, because he laughed.
"PEte's such a spaz!" Anyways, I wanted to know if you wanted to go for breakfeast with Joe, Andy, Pete, and I. I still have to get Pete out of bed, of course, but I"m sure he'll come." Patrick said. I smiled gratefully.
"Sure! I'll just get completely dressed, and then I'll meet you in Pete's room?" I said.
"Sure!" Patrick said. He waved and walked away. I gave a sigh of relief and shut the door. That was insanly too close. I put on jeans, a hoodie, and a pair of black flats, grabbed my bag, and headed out. I walked next door and knocked. Pete opened the door and laughed.
"Didn't realize the shirt thing. Good story." He said, stepping aside to let me in.
"How do you know what I said?" I asked him, taking a seat on one of the chairs that was at the little diningroom style table.
"The doors are really thin." He answered, pulling on jeans. There was a knock at the door, then Joe walked in.
"Whats up guys?" He yawned, sitting across from me.
"Nothing, you?" Pete said, taking his phone of the table and shoving it in his pocket.
"Tired. Heard about your shirt Anna. HAsn't living with us the past 4 months taught you anyhting?" He laughed. Pete smacked him in the head on his way to the washroom. He came back out a few minutes later with his eyes rimmed in black eyeliner. Andy and Patricked walked in and we all left for breakfeast.
Thats chapter two. Thanks for reading.
"When there's no one else, look inside yourself."
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