I knocked on the door a little too excitedly and Noah answered, looking the corridors up and down to make sure I hadn't been followed, or more likely brought someone with me.

"Did you tell them anything?" He asked.

"Hello to you too." I giggled.

"You smell like a bar, how much did you drink?" I swayed into the room and took a seat on the bed beside Emily, ignoring Noah's rude comment.

"Hi Em, whatcha doing?" Noah stood tensely at the doorway, watching my every move. He was a protective big brother, ready to kick me out if I misbehaved.

She gave me a quick hug and then pointed at the television. "Watching the greatest showman." Not really paying me much attention and I could see why.

"Yeah I do love a bit of Zac Efron." I nodded with appreciation at the tv screen.

"Zac Efron." Noah muttered. I raised my eyebrows at him in question. "You into all that." He waggled his finger at the tv and a little smirk tugged at the corner of my mouth.

"Seeing hot guys dance? Yeah. Would be better if they were nak—"

"Mia!" Noah put his hand to his forehead and shook his head. I laughed to myself. "I meant dark hair, blue eyes... Doesn't matter." He rambled under his breath.

My smile grew bigger. "Yeah. But I also like brown hair and brown eyes." He smiled shyly at me and I matched it.

"Like Noah." Emily butted in, I didn't even think she was paying attention to us. "Is he your boyfriend?" She asked.

"No!" Noah practically shouted.

"Answer faster next time." I muttered. Emily giggled as she continued watching her movie. Noah finally relaxed and stepped away from the door, only a little.

"Okay Em, it's getting late. It's time for bed." Noah said with his serious tone switched on.

"She can't go to bed yet! They haven't played the best song!" I protested. Noah sighed and touched his forehead again, I swear his exasperated movements were going to leave a mark.

"Mia!" He scolded.

"Yeah Noah, they haven't played the best song." Emily repeated. Earning me a very angry look from Noah. I high fived her just to add salt to his wounds.

"This is it!" I shouted as 'From Now On' started building up. I cranked up the volume and stood up on the bed, holding the remote as a microphone and singing into it with so much feeling and emotion.

Emily and Noah looked at me like I was an alien. But I continued making my own music video, serenading them both. When the chorus picked up I pulled Emily to her feet, standing with her on the bed. She copied my dance moves, the exact ones from the movie. Yes I had seen this film many times.

We bounced on the bed, played off each others dances, sang the lyrics until we were blue in the face. I beckoned misery pants over but he shook his head. So I held the remote out to him, offering him a singing part.

"Don't pretend you don't know the words." I warned him.

There were a tense few seconds where Emily and I looked at him with pleading eyes and as the chorus built again I thought he was going to turn down the offer until he bellowed out the words. We cheered in his favor and he shook his head at us with laughter. Once the song stopped we crashed down on the bed laughing.

"I love you Mia, I wish you could hang out with us every night." She cuddled up to me and Noah's smile dropped from his face.

"It's time for bed Emily. Let's go." He said abrasively.

He took her into the next bedroom and I listened with my ear pressed up against the door.

"Don't get attached to Mia okay Em?" I heard him say softly. My heart sank, I hated his attitude towards me sometimes.

"But I like her." Emily admitted.

"She's not like us Em, she hasn't been brought up the same way. This is just temporary, soon she'll go back to her parts of the town. Meet someone new to hang out with and forget all about us." I could feel the tears pooling around my eyes, did he honestly think that? Just because I grew up with money didn't make me any different to him. Maybe I was money driven and stuck up once upon a time but now I'm different.

"What story is it tonight?" He asked her sweetly.

"Cinderella." She replied instantly. As soon as I heard him reading I stepped away from the door and pottered around the hotel room. It wasn't long before he was creeping out of the room.

"She's asleep." He said with one of those shy smiles that melts my insides. I nodded quietly, still hurt over his words. He sat down on the bed, stretching his legs out and flicking the channel over. "That's enough of Zac Efron." He muttered.

"I don't have money." I blurted out. He frowned at me with confusion.

"You were listening?" He asked.

"You think if I had money I wouldn't give you some so you could take better care of Emily?" My tongue felt heavy and his frown grew deeper.

"You think I would take your charity? I take care of Emily perfectly fine thank you. I have done for the past year. I don't need you here with your shitty impossible hairstyles and cool dance moves." He threw the remote down on the bed aggressively and it bounced across the mattress. "I think you should leave." He said stubbornly. Folding his arms over his chest and looking away.

I sighed and walked towards the bed. I climbed onto his lap, straddling my legs either side of him.

"What are you doing?" He asked nervously.

"I don't want to fight with you." I told him, looking him dead in the eye. I pushed loose strands away from his face. "Do I only need to behave myself when Emily is around, or will you kick me out for doing this too?"

I pressed my lips against his and he reciprocated the kiss, grabbing my hair to force my head back so he had full access with his tongue. He tasted like mint toothpaste and I wondered if he had just brushed his teeth in anticipation for a kiss. I started pulling his T-shirt over his head and once I got it off I threw it away and returned to his lips.

"I am so fucking horny right now." I admitted candidly. I'm not normally this crude, it was definitely the alcohol talking. I reached for his belt buckle and then returned back to his sweet, sweet lips.

"Mia, we can't do this. Emily is in the next room." He pulled back from my kiss and tried to grab my wrists but I was making quick work of undoing his jeans.

"She's asleep." I laughed, stroking him through his boxers. He jolted forward and gasped. Successfully grabbing my hands this time.

"We can't do this, you're drunk and we're not together. I can't get emotionally involved like this." I shook my hands free, his dick was ready and waiting. He wanted this, I don't understand why he was stopping me.

I pressed my lips against his neck, tugging gently at the sweet spot below his ear. I felt him shiver against my lips and heavy sighs fell from within him.

"What are you talking about?" I whined against his neck. "You literally stripped down naked in front of me to take a shower, don't pretend to act all virginal now." I pulled back from his neck to look into his eyes.

"Mia I—"

"You really don't want to do it?" I questioned and he shook his head. I shuffled back on the bed, detaching myself from his body. He awkwardly zipped up his jeans again and lay his arm across his body.

"If you're not into me why do you kiss me back? Why is your dick hard?" I held my lips, feeling how swollen and tender they are, just reminding myself his kisses were real.

"I didn't say I wasn't into you. I said I couldn't get emotionally involved. There's a difference. When there's feelings things get messy and I can't risk anyone finding out about Emily."

The realisation dawned on me and a tear rolled down my face. I nodded in understanding.

"You think if things went badly between us I would tell everyone your secret?"

"Mia—" he pleaded, seeing me cry.

"So let me get this straight... I'm a stuck up princess who will one day realize that I'm better than you and return to my own kind. But before I do, I'll tell everyone about Emily just because I couldn't make it work with her brother. That's what you think of me, right?"

"Mia, I just can't risk it." He said quietly, avoiding my eye contact.

"Fuck you, Noah!" I stamped my way towards the door and tried to open it but he pushed it closed. I don't know how he got from the bed to the door so fast.

"Don't leave Mia, it's late. Stay. Please." There was a hopeful glint to his eye but I was raging inside so I didn't care.

"Says the one who was going to kick me out no matter how late it was." I argued my case.

"Why are you so fucking impossible?" He groaned, placing his hand on his forehead one more time.

"Fine, I'll stay. But only because I don't know my way home." I walked into the room stubbornly and threw my clothes to the floor, climbing into his bed and facing away from him with a gigantic huff.

I felt him climb in behind me but like the stubborn bitch I am, I didn't turn around. I just closed my eyes and went straight to sleep.