chapter ten: the prank

on our way back to the hotel, we went in a cab.
"you know, last year, i emailed your myspace to ask if you were ever gonna come to america. finally there's enough 'demand' for you to be here." i smiled and he laughed.
"yeah, i hope some more people come to the concert tomorrow night." he looked unsure.
"oh my god, don't even worry about it! do you know how many people like you here? the movie helped A LOT!" i tried to convince him, but he still had the same look.
the cab driver had the radio on and "lies" came on. danny smiled. finally.
"see?"
"are you sure?" i nodded. "okay."
he laughed, and i smiled to myself. i felt content inside, although i still felt like something bad might happen any second, like a bomb would set off, or i would wake up, or danny would actually say something that made me mad.
"it's a bit black over bill's mother's." he was looking out the window.
i made a face and said, "huh?"
"oh. it looks like it's going to rain."
i nodded, unconfused. "i don't have an umbrella." i looked out of the window for a couple seconds and, soon enough, there was a few drops of rain, and then it poured.
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when we got back to the hotel, dougie had told us to meet in a rec room he reserved. it looked like a mini- movie theater. everybody looked shady from waiting. dougie was pacing and vanessa looked giddy. they were the only excited-looking ones.
"hey," vanessa said, sitting in a large, plush chair. "what took you so long?"
"we're on time." i looked at my watch at it was 7:01. they said to meet here at 7:00. "what's the big deal?"
"you're late!" dougie came over and shook a finger jokingly at danny.
"wow, stop being such a girl's blouse." i looked at him and he sensed it. "a weak, femmenine person. aka dougie." dougie made a face and sat down next to vanessa.
"don't be such a fag," dougie said in a mocking voice.
i smiled. "where'd you learn that word?" vanessa smiled. "uh-huh."
tom and kathryn were sitting in front of the sofa, and harry and isabelle on top of it. harry had his arm around isabelle, and there was room for more people. i sat down next to isabelle who smiled at me and danny sat next to me.
he pulled his arm around me and harry coughed, "phwoar." danny rolled his eyes and i was confused yet again.
"just forget about it," danny whispered.
"'kay." vanessa got up and secretly popped a movie into the player. the dvd menu came up and it was... just my luck.
"yay!!" dougie cried.
"aw, come on," isabelle said, "we've seen this movie a billion times!" she sighed and i patted her leg.
"a billion and one isn't so bad." she sighed again and i giggled.
we were up to the part when jake gets the poo on his hand, when tom and harry started laughing uncontrollabbly.
"what's so funny?" kathryn asked.
"while he was shooting this scene, they actually used real dog poo!" they laughed some more, and we all thought, 'what's the big deal?' "the thing is," he pointed to the screen where jake was wiping his hand off in the water. "they couldn't get it off his hand, and they had to retake the scene like, 10 times before the poo fell in the water."
everyone rolled their eyes as dougie and vanessa got up to get some popcorn in their room.
"we bought some after we went to dinner," she said to my confused look.
they left for a few minutes, and then we heard a noise outside. kathryn isabelle and harry got up to go see what it was. there it was again. danny, tom and i stood up to go see.
when we opened the door i saw a can of paint, instinctivley stepped back, and then, tom and danny were covered in paint.
we all laughed, and after a second, they started laughing too. there was a tarp that they were standing on, and a few towels next to it.
"come here dougie," danny said as he walked toward him, sliding the tarp so that he didn't get any paint on the carpet.
we laughed as danny hugged dougie then vanessa who was also behind it.
we decided to call it a night, as it was 7:45 and 3/4 boys were covered in paint.
as we walked upstairs, danny put his arm around me and my shirt was ruined, but i didn't care.
we got into our room and danny took a shower as i changed. i threw out my shirt, because it couldn't be saved. before i went to sleep (i had already said goodnight to danny) i realized that this was the third night of many.