Part 8

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~ MICHAEL'S POV ~

We had finally gotten to the hotel that we were staying at. Although, we found out that they only had two rooms under our name instead of three.

"Reagan, how many times do I have to tell you. You're going to take one of the rooms while we take the other." Luke said.

"Actually, Luke, it might be smart if she shared a room with one of us. You never know what's going to happen." Ashton said.

"I vote that Michael and Reagan share a room." Calum blurted out.

"And I second that. Now, here's the key. Cmon Luke, let's go find our room." Ashton gave me the key to our room and pulled Luke to the elevator before anyone could say anything. Calum walked behind, laughing.

"Guess we're sharing a room then." Reagan said.

"Um, y-yeah. I guess s-so." I stuttered.

We went to our room and Reagan gasped, put her stuff down and went straight to the balcony. I chuckled, put my stuff down and walked towards Reagan. I leaned against the doorway staring at her.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

"Yeah. Absolutely stunning." I agreed, talking about her and not the scene that she was talking about but I doubt that she knew that. "So do you wanna go out and walk around or just stay here?"

"I'm pretty tired and it also looks like it's getting pretty late so stay here." Reagan answered, turning around and smiling.

I nodded and went back inside with Reagan following me.

"You wanna use the bathroom first?" Reagan asked. She was always so sweet.

"No. You can go first." She smiled after I said that and went to the bathroom to shower and change. After about an hour to an hour and a half, Reagan came out of the bathroom in a tank top, some shorts and her hair over her shoulders. I couldn't stop staring at her. She doesn't have to try and she still looks beautiful.

"Michael!" Reagan called, breaking me out of my thoughts. "You're staring."

"O-oh. U-um sorry." I stuttered, quickly going to the bathroom and shutting the door. Leaning against the door, I sighed, embarrassed that Reagan saw me staring at her. How am I supposed to share a room with her when she looks like that? I turned the water on, hoping that a shower could help. It didn't. Once I was done, I got out of the bathroom and felt a gust of wind. I looked toward the balcony and noticed Reagan leaning against the railing staring at the surrounding buildings and all of the moving cars below. I walked up, standing next to her before turning around and sitting lightly on the railing.

"I wouldn't think of you as someone who would like to look at these types of things."

"Everything just looks so peaceful."

We stayed like that for a few minutes before I saw Reagan yawn.

"Reagan, let's go to bed. You seem tired."

She nodded and slowly went back inside. Her eyes closing then opening again when she was walking. I picked her up bridle style before she got inside and brought her to her bed. I placed her down softly and placed the blanket over her. I moved the hair out of her face and smiled at how peaceful she looked. I kissed her forehead then went to my bed and fell asleep.

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A/n

Hey y'all. I know that it's not Sunday but I feel bad for not posting that last few weeks so here you go. I know the last part was left on a cliffhanger but you'll find out later on what the plan was. Well kind of but you should be able to figure it out once it's mentioned again. But anyway I'm probably going to post another part today or I'm going to post it tomorrow, we'll see. I know it might seem boring but I hope you guys like it so far. See y'all in the next part.

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