So, here the story isnt over yet, huh? Alisa and her roomate are assistants for one of the bosses at atlantic records and she happens to meet the boy from her dreams...litterly.
It's about 2:30 and the boys left like an hour ago. I was still kinda freaking out about shawn mendes following me but it's fine. I'm fine.
As I was sitting on my bed playing fortnite I started to crave a lollipop. I grabbed a denim jacket and walked out into the hallway. As I went down the stairs I pulled out my phone to see what the weather was like.
It was pretty cold. Fuck the lollipop. When I got to the lobby I didn't get out instead I just hit the up button. When the doors opened once again I went out into the hallway and headed twoards my door. I took the key from my pocket to unlock it then went inside. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket as I was walking up the stairs. I went I'm my room pulled it out and layed in my bed.
I had a text from a random number.
323-012-468: Hey alli this is Corbyn I was wondering if u and Ry could come over 2 help us work on some new merch??🙏
I thought about it for a second.
"RyliEEEEEEE." I screamed at the top of my lungs. I heard feet running from across the hall.
"What?" What she came in with a worried face. Awwww she cares if I'm ok.
"Corbyn wants to know if we can come over to work on there merch." I told her.
"Yeah why not but how did he get your number." She said cocking an eyebrow. I sighed
"Dont know dont care." I awnsered. She continued to walk away with a look of curiosity.
Me: Yea ofc we will
323-012-468: Thnks be here in 45?
Me: Yupitydoda
I changed his contact name.
Fish looking kid
I don't even know why, I have a fucked up imagination.
I was going to change and get cozy in the covers since I dont fuck with the cold but nope. At least I took my shoes off and put on some fuzzy socks and my white and blue nike slides.
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I didnt really give a damn and grabbed the keys to my matte black jeep of my bedside table. While doing this I remembered rylies car was still at Atlantic records. Eh we can get it on the way back. I walked out of my room and knocked on rylies door. I looked at the time on my phone.
"WE HAVE ABOUT 40 MINUTES TO GET THERE. ILL BE IN THE CAR." I shouted.
"Damn the walls arent that thick I'm pretty sure the neighbors heard you." She said while opening the door. I ignored her comment and went down stairs.
As I exited the building and entered the car garage. I felt the temperature drop and I wasnt even out side. I hate the cold. Absolutely hate it. That's weird though cause I live the rain.
