"Dude, I don't want to go with you. You can have all the ladies to yourself. Why are you making me come?"

Cody wanted me to come with him to meet some girl named Y/N. He said that Y/N's friend was also going to be there, but he said that he knows nothing about Y/N's friend.

"Come on dude, Y/N is pretty hot and when you see her you will think that, too."

"Fine, whatever you say."

"Come on, we're gonna meet them at their hotel."

We get out of the car and head into the hotel. We sit in the lobby and wait for them.

We were sitting their for five minutes when Cody got up.

"Hey Y/N. How are you?" I heard him asked this girl.

"I'm fine, how are you?"

"Oh I'm fine." I look at Cody's fingers and he signals me to come over. I get up and walk to him.

"Y/N this is Corey. Corey this is Y/N."

"Hey nice to finally meet you Y/N."

"Well, Cody and Corey, this is my friend, Y/BF/N. Y/BF/N, this is Cody and Corey."

"I know you get this a lot, but I'm really big fans of you guys, and can I get your autographs?"

"Of course you can. Do you have something to write with?" Cody asked

Y/BF/N.

She reached into her bag and got out a Sharpie.

"Wow, you are prepared." I said to

Y/BF/N.

"Yeah, I mean, like, you never know who you are going to meet."

She gave the Sharpie to Cody. She told us to just sign the shirt she was wearing.

When Cody was done, he handed me the Sharpie and I signed it.

When I was done, I handed her the Sharpie back and said, "You might want to change your shirt."

"Y/N, can you come with me?"

"Yeah, sure."

They head to the elevator and go in to head to their room. I feel Cody elbow me.

" I saw what you put on her shirt."

"What? It was just something special."

"Y/N, can you come with me?"

"Yeah, sure."

We walk to the elevator and go in to head to our room. When the door closes, Y/N immediately said: "He put his phone number on your shirt."

"No way, he did? He's hot and I'm not."

"When you change, you'll see."

I wanted to believe her, but I couldn't.

She is just trying to make me feel better since Cody gave her his phone number.

The door opens to our floor and we head to my room.

I grab a random t-shirt from my suitcase and went to the bathroom to change.

I took off my shirt and look at the back.

It had Cody's signature and Corey's, but there was something under Corey's.

I spread it out so I could read it better.

It read: I know we just met, but here is my phone number. You can call me anytime you want.

No, that can't be. Maybe I read it wrong. I read it again just to make sure, but it actually said that.

I wanted to scream. Y/N was right, he did put his phone number on my shirt.

I put the other shirt on and walk out of the bathroom.

"Well look who's happy."

"Maybe a bit. I can't believe he put his phone number on my shirt."

"Maybe he likes you."

"Yeah, maybe."