"What are we going to do?" I asked, speaking my thoughts out loud.  
                          
"Find a hotel, I suppose." Ast replied.  
                          
"We have no money." I pointed out, wishing to have put more money in my purse.  
                          
"Don't worry about that." Ast winked at me, dragging me by my hand around a well built up area.
                          
"Joey! Joey?" Ast had pulled me into the biggest, poshest hotel in Manchester. The main entrance was bigger than my whole house, put together, and all I could hear was Aston calling some random name around a lobby. 
                          
"Aston? Who are you shouting?" I asked, a little confused if I was honest. 
                          
"Joey." Aston replied, wandering around the hotel. 
                          
"No shit, Sherlock." I muttered. 
                          
"He's Courtney's old school friend. His Dad owns this place." Ast replied. Well now I got it.  
                          
"Aston? Is that you?"  
                          
"Joey! My God. I thought you weren't gonna be here." Aston grinned to the lad stood in front of me.  
                          
"What's the emergency Ast? I haven't seen you in years!" Joey smiled. 
                          
"I'm, erm, we're stuck." Ast laughed. 
                          
"Stuck where?" Joey asked. 
                          
"Manchester. There weren't any trains, and Mum doesn't know I'm here, and I thought, well..." Ast stopped. 
                          
"You thought you could stay here?" Joey grinned. 
                          
"Well, yeah." Ast smiled. 
                          
"Of course. Help yourself to whatever room you like. I'm in a bit of a rush, so check in, and I'll find you tomorrow." Joey grinned. "Oh, and everything is complimentary. And of course, I won't tell your mum. If you don't tell Dad." Joey grinned, taking us to the reception desk to book a room. 
                          
"Deal." Aston laughed.
                          
I was walking along the hotel corridor, hand in hand with Aston, waiting for door 382 to appear. My heart was beating fast, at the thought of sharing a room with Ast. Apparently, the only rooms left, according to Aston and Joey, only had double beds set up. I wasn't so sure, but wasn't too bothered. I had shared beds with Aston before. We had stopped. Stood outside our door, I realised we had practically the biggest room in the hotel. For free. Ast smiled at me, kissing my forehead, before sliding the key card into the door, and pushing open the door. In front of us was the biggest room I'd ever seen. Sofas, TV's, separate rooms, the lot. I noticed Aston watching me.  
                          
"Do you mind?" I asked, giggling. 
                          
"Not really." Ast smiled back. I yawned, laughing again. 
                          
"Bedtime?" Ast spoke softly. 
                          
"Mmh." I replied, stopping myself from yawning again. Ast picked me up, carrying me to the bed. 
                          
"Erm Ast?" I spoke. 
                          
"Yeah?" 
                          
"We have no clothes." 
                          
"Doesn't bother me." Ast laughed. I shook my head, laughing. Pulling off my dress quickly, I snuggled under the duvet, just laid in underwear, feeling pretty weird. I watched Aston, as he went to the bathroom, the reappeared, sitting on the corner of the bed.  
                          
"You go to sleep." Ast whispered. 
                          
"I can't. Not with you wandering about." I smiled. 
                          
"I'll stop, and get into bed then." Ast grinned, standing up. He put his hands to his shirt, pulling it up slowly. My eyes were fixed. I couldn't believe I was about to sleep next to him. Ast smiled to himself, knowing I was watching. He folded his top, laid it slowly on the back of the chair, and started to pull his trousers down. I pulled my eyes away, not wanting Ast to think I was crazy. I felt Ast climb into bed and under the duvet. His arm touched my waist, hovered and moved away. I turned to face Ast, his eyes staring into mine.