Alyfayce.

201...202...203.
Joe took the card key and slid it through.
It clinged open.
Inside they saw Pete and Andy.
."Hey guys." Joe greeted his bandmates.
."Where's Patrick?" Pete asked.
."Patrick's downstairs getting a room for Ryan and Aly." Joe told Pete.
."Who's Aly?" Andy looked up.
."Urrm.. I am." Aly said hesitantly.
She felt distracted. Being surrounded by all her favorite people. Not to mention, she still couldn't get that bish from downstairs out of her head. Seriously, who did she think she was?
Patrick's head popped in through the doorway.
."Hey guys." He said, holding another key card in his hand, he handed it to Ryan as he walked by. "Miss me?"
."Hey man!" Andy said to Patrick, "It's about time you're here..."
Ryan slid his hands around Aly's waist.
."You wanna... go find our room?" he asked her softly.
."Yeah, let's go."
Ryan looked at the key. "I guess we're in room 134." he said. "Ugh, I think that's downstairs."
."Lovely."
Well then.." Ryan kept hold of Aly's hand and lead her out the door.
Patrick eyed them as they left. "Oh, not again." He mumbled to himself.
."What's wrong?" Joe looked at Patrick.
."Nothing.."
."You sure, man?"
."Yeah."
."You seem sort of distracted over this Ryan-and-Aly-thing."
."No, it's nothing." he looked out the window.
."It probably won't last." Joe shrugged.
."Of course it won't." He rubbed the back of his neck "She'll be heartbroken."
."And then Patrick will be there to catch her when she falls." Andy butted in.
Patrick looked back and half smiled. "If she lets me.."

Meanwhile, Ryan and Aly were on their way back to the elevator.
."You know I'm always afraid that one day, I'm gonna be in one of these things and it's just gonna... break down." Aly said as the elevator doors swung open.
."Yeah." Ryan chuckled. "That'd be a nightmare, wouldn't it?"
They stepped inside and Ryan pressed the button to go down.
."Yeah. Becasue I mean, you never know how long these things have been around, when they're just gonna die. Or the power could just... bam. Black out."
."I try not to think about those things."
."Me too." Aly bit her lip.
All they could hear was the crappy elevator music now.
Ding The automatic doors opened up again. They walked out.
."Let's see..." Ryan read the upcoming room numbers.
."Uh... 116... 118..."
."Let's try this hallway." Aly said, turning left.
."130... 132.. 134. There we go."
Ryan opened the door.
."Not bad."
It wasn't a luxurious suite, but it would do.
It was a standard hotel room.
Two beds, a tiny kitchen, bathroom, a little television set, nothing huge.
Ryan sat on one of the beds.
."You know, I didn't think about it earlier. But I have no change of clothes, or money, or anything on me."
."Crap. Me either." Aly said, sitting next to him. "That's no good. You know, my parents are probably worried sick."
."And the guys have no clue I went off to Seattle."
."Yeah, and I--"
There was a sudden knock on the door.
."Who.." Ryan stood up to get the door.
On the other side stood a familiar face.
It was the girl they had bumped into on first arriving to the hotel.
She tossed her honeycomb layered hair over her shoulders, and invited herself inside.
Oh god. Aly glared at her. She was a midget. She couldn't of been more than 5 foot 6. Well, that was only two inches shorter than herself, but still.
."Hey Ryan." She said, ignoring the fact that Aly was sitting right there.
Ryan stood there hesitantly, looking from Aly to her, and back again.
."I don't think I've introduced myself."
."I think you've done more than that." Aly mumbled.
."I'm Anna." she looked over at Aly as if seeing her for the first time. "Oh, hi."
."Hi." Aly choked.