So we meet again
After checking in at the front desk, you went up to your room.
Still quite beat up from your walk and encounter, you jump straight onto the bed and scream on your pillow.
After getting this out of your system, you slowly sat up and looked out of the window, appreciating the wonderful view you got.
I need to accept my mistake and move on. I cannot stay in my room pouting the whole day. Let's have some fun tonight instead!
What could you do to feel better? Right. You could send all your friends a voicemail telling them what had happened. You always felt better after talking about your problems. If you could even call this a problem.
As you were waiting for an answer from your friends, you looked at the apps you installed and remembered you installed this app to get to know some locals. Why not use it right now? Going out with someone else would be much more amusing than going by yourself.
So, you turned on your GPS, and the app immediately showed you some people to talk to. You changed your profile a little by adding a nice profile picture and started to look for some friendly faces. Then, you began to text some of those people.
Shortly, a guy nicknamed Batman wrote you back. He even had Batman as his profile picture, which you thought was awesome.
His message said: “Hey, yeah, I am kinda free tonight. I'm hanging out with friends, and we will go dancing. You can join us if you want.”
You responded with: “The more the merrier! If your friends don't mind, I would love to join you. Just let me know at which time I need to be there, please.” You smiled at your phone while writing your reply. This was easier than you anticipated.
“We’ll meet up at 23 o’clock at Fabric. You know Fabric, right?”
“I don't, but that’s what Google Maps is for, so don't worry about it.”
“Okay, if you need help just text me. I can pick you up if you get lost.”
“Thank you. I will! See you later!”
You put your phone away and started to unpack your things. Then you hanged them neatly in the closet. You still had a lot of time before meeting Batman, and you were not sure how to spend it. You knew you wanted to go sightseeing tomorrow but you didn't have any plans for today aside from going dancing with Batman and his friends.
After thinking about it, you realized you did not explore the hotel yet. It was known for its many options of relaxation as well as their great indoor pool.
By exploring some parts of the hotel and taking a massage in their spa, time passed quickly. You went back to your room to get ready for the meet up as soon as your massage was over
You only had one dress, which was made of a gorgeous bordeaux suede. It was a bodycon dress with long sleeves and a v-neck, which showed just enough cleavage. All in all, this dress was popping. It made your figure stand out in the best way.
You felt confident while looking in the mirror. Your make up was on point, you wore your favorite pair of shoes, and your hair looked great too.
You were feeling yourself so much that you took some selfies in front of the mirror, and posted them on your Insta story with the caption: “Going to have some fun in London”.
As you went to the meeting spot, a lot of people looked at you smiling. Even a pretty girl walked towards you and gave you a compliment for your looks.
You arrived 10 minutes earlier, so you texted Batman that you just showed up. But, as you wrote your text, you realized you were about to meet with someone whose name or face were unknown to you. This felt kinda like a Déjà vu…
As you looked around waiting for them, someone suddenly poked your shoulder. This made you jump a little because you didn't even notice someone walking towards you.
The man chuckled, “please, don't be scared. It is me, Batman. Well, actually my real name is Harrison. It is nice to meet you.”
You looked at him with a smile. It was easy to tell he was very charismatic by the way he spoke, and damn... he had some pretty eyes.
“It is nice to meet you, Batman. I am Y/N,” you looked behind him but none of his friends were with him. Did he lie? or were they coming later? “So, where are your friends?” you looked back at him.
“Oh, well, they are late. One of them had trouble with his hair, but I think they will arrive any minute now,” he looked around himself, probably looking for them.
As you checked him out, you had the feeling you had already seen him somewhere. But, as soon as you tried to ask him his full name so you could google him, you saw Tom Holland and his brother Harry Holland arrive.
Your jaw almost dropped. Tom looked better than ever! He was wearing a pair of ripped blue jeans, a white shirt, and a black leather jacket.
“So, we meet again!” You smiled at Tom and stretched your hand out for a handshake, which he took instead of shaking it. Then, he swiftly pulled you into his arms for a short hug.
“Hey, Y/N. I'm happy to see you again. What a coincidence!” His hand went to your shoulder as he spoke. He smiled so brightly that you wished you had packed sunglasses.
“Ohhh, so you know each other?” Harry said playfully grinning at you both. Harrison joined and hit Tom slightly on the chest with his elbow after he let go of you.
Tom blushed a little and explained to them how you met. They both laughed right after. “Such a Tom move!” Harrison said still laughing.
“Hey, at least I made it up to her!” Tom said trying to make them both stop, but He was chuckling with them as well.
As you saw them laugh, you smiled. They looked so chill and normal. Seeing Tom enjoying himself like that in person was so surreal. It made you forget that he was a famous actor with his assistant and little brother. But right now, it was just three guys having some fun.
“I wanna have some fun too, guys~ Should we get going? I really wanna dance!” you said enthusiastically
“Of course, my lady” Tom said as he bowed down a little.
“Follow me, my lady” Harrison said as he offered his arm for you to hold.
You giggled because they were so silly! You happily took Harrison's arm and walked inside. You didn't even have to wait because the bouncer just let you all pass. This was the great thing about being famous. No waiting lines, no guest lists... people just know you and act like they have known you for years.
While still holding Harrison’s arm, you looked around the place. People were dancing wildly, and the music was so loud you couldn't hear a single word. You would have to shout at each other to even communicate. It all reminded you why You really didn't like clubs that much. They were always crowded and loud, but sometimes you just wanted to go dancing. At those times, you have to enter the cave of the lion. At least, you had the best company this time.
As the boys ordered a beer, Tom looked at you. “WHAT DO YOU WANNA DRINK?” he shouted and pointed at the screen displaying the drinks.
“I DON'T KNOW! REDBULL AND VODKA, MAYBE?” Something that would make you drunk and keep you awake might be a good combination, but you weren't sure.
“OKAY!” Tom ordered your drink and gave it to you. Then, Harry raised his bottle and screamed “CHEERS!” All three joined him, and everyone took a sip of their drinks.
Vodka tastes disgusting. I forgot...I-I shouldn't drink too much or things might get crazy.
You were never a heavy drinker. You enjoyed drinking from time to time, on special occasions or when you felt like it, but there was never a pressure to do it. As a result, you were not as experienced as some other people your age, but that was okay. You didn't mind.
Next chapter will be called: Dance until you drop