Just What I Needed

Just What I Needed (43)

Groaning Keely rolled over, as much as she loved Heart, it was much too soon for the band to be waking her up.

“Hello?” she grumbled groggily into the phone.

“Hello? That's all you've got to say for yourself, hello?” demanded Marissa's voice.

Confused she pried her head from the mattress, looking up to see darkened windows. “What are you on about?”

“You were asleep, weren't you? Of course you were asleep, you never sleep except for when we have things to do. Well, I don't forgive you yet! You've left me alone with these three boys. And I know every one of their crying fan girls dream of this moment, but it's really not all that fun! No, Colton, it's not! So please, please, please come and save me,” she pleaded over the line.

Despite her sleep fogged mind Keely found herself chuckling, rolling over so she could see the roof, her legs feeling awkward bundled up in her jeans after sleeping. “How am I supposed to be saving you?”

“Come over to Seth's. Now!” she demanded.

Shaking her head, Keely shoved herself up into a sitting position, rubbing a hand over her eyes. “Gosh, I'm coming, I'm coming!”

“Good!” said Marissa simply before cutting off the call.

Rolling her eyes she just dropped her phone before climbing out of bed.

Minutes later she had changed from her sleep crusted clothes into a habitual pair of jeans, Warren Zevon t-shirt and jacket before she was heading out the door. There was no reason to linger if she was no longer sleeping, it would just give her time to think, something she really didn't want to do.

As she passed through the lobby Keely couldn't help but wonder if she should get Mr Englis a parting gift. It might have seemed odd to other people, but to her it made sense, the hotel manager had always been very nice to her compared to other people she'd rather not think of. It was an odd thought that she'd be leaving the hotel for tour the next day, especially considering she would likely not ever be coming back unless for a few nights. However her life turned out after the tour, she doubted she'd be living in a hotel in New York for the rest of her life.

After paying the cabbie at the front of Seth's, she quickly pulled her bag over her shoulder and headed up to the top floors, using the elevator thankfully. Her feet were still throbbing from the photo shoot. Once the doors opened, she stepped out and paused immediately, trying to figure out which door would lead to his apartment.

Gulping Keely knocked on one at random.

She had a moment to be relieved before his eyes broadened and a body flung itself at her through the doorway.

“You have no idea how excited I am that you're here,” said Marissa.

Laughing Keely patted the girl's back before shoving her off, as much as she loved Marissa, her hanging around her neck was going to choke Keely especially seeing as the girl was taller than she. “What's so bad that's going on in there?”

“They're boys,” stated Marissa simply, “Having all three of them together is never a good thing for a girl's sanity.”

Although she was confused, Keely just shook her head, following Marissa inside the apartment.

What she saw wasn't what she'd been expecting, especially with the girl's complaining about hanging out with the three boys on her own. The complaining had given her awful ideas of suggestions of orgies, though that was the worst thing she could come up with. Or them planning a murder, but that seemed equally unlikely.