I woke up to a banging on the door. At first it sounded very distant as if it was a part of a dream. But then I finally entered reality and heard Mariah's yelling down the hall.
"Charlotte, are you in there? I think I left my phone here. Charlotte, can you let me in?"

I wrapped myself up in the bed sheets much to Oli's dismay and hurried to the door. When I opened it I saw a very impatient Mariah.
"Hey I left my phone here I think. Probably in the kitchen. Also, thanks for ditching us at Warped. We were worried."
"I'm sorry. I just bumped into someone I hadn't seen in awhile. Sorry about that. I shouldn't have left." I looked at her and realized her attention wasn't on me but the space past my head.
"What are you looking-" I turned around to see Oli wandering around the kitchen, probably looking for something to eat.
"Why is Oliver Sykes in you kitchen?!" Mariah stood in awe for a long time until Oli noticed her and walked over to the door.
"Oh hey there. I'm Oliver. And you are...?"
Mariah just stood there dumbfounded. I shifted positions uncomfortably.
"You should go. Here's your phone." I grabbed her iPhone off the countertop and ushered out the door. As soon as I closed it behind her I turned to Oli.
"What the fuck was that? My friends can't know." I paced around the room trying to figure out how to fix the mess that had been caused. Oli grabbed my shoulders and turned me around to face him.
"It's okay. People can know. I want to show you off. Charlotte, I want you to be my girlfriend."
I was smiling from ear to ear.
"Yes, I'll be your girlfriend. Are you sure you want to make this commitment though seeing as I have to go back to school? You'll be touring and I'll be here in Boston."
"Yes I'm sure. You're beautiful and funny and I love you. I have an interview today at 3. I want you to be there. Will you do that for me?"
I wasn't sure how I felt about that kind of publicity, but if that's what he wanted then that's what I wanted.
"Yes, of course. Now we should probably get my stuff together."

I packed up all my cutoffs, band tshirts, skinny jeans, a pair of Toms, and a couple nicer outfits in case we went out again, and I was all set.
"I think that should hold me over for the summer." I looked at the over flowing mess that was my suitcase.
"We'll go shopping to sometime too if you'd like." Oli smiled at me and sat on my suitcase. "We should probably try to get this closed up."

It took us a good 20 minutes to get everything in and the suitcase zipped, but we finally did it. We caught a cab around noon to bring my clothes back to the bus and then headed back into the city for Oli's interview.

Notes

I need help continuing this. Ideas?