Teach Me How To Dance

Chapter 3

...people...this is NUMBER 12 on Fan Fiction list and I saw it on WHAT'S HOT... THANK YOU SO MUCH! I never expected this story to have such...um...popularity, I guess? Haha, anyways, I really wanted to thank you for that because it meant the entire world to me! I love you all! So tell me what you think of this chapter, and don't forget to check out my other story Chasing Cars (it's 1D also)! Oh, and I realized I'm "wattpad friendless", or so to say, so if any of you actually want to be my friend, that'd be cool(: Okay, well, enjoy! (: xxx

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***WEEKS LATER***

"Are you all ready to go?" Bailey popped her head into the doorway of my bedroom.

I grabbed my Vera Bradley off of the ground, "Yeah. I'm going to miss this place so much while we're gone. I'm so glad they're letting us keep it. I would hate to have to come back to anywhere else."

"Me too. But, besides that, we have to go! One Direction awaits us!"

I followed Bailey out to the elevator, saying goodbye to the apartment on the way.

The magical lady of the airport started to announce, "Flight 203 to London Heathrow is now boarding."

"That's us!" Bailey piped, and we stood up.

We handed our tickets to the ticket scanning man, and find our seats. We got settled into our seats, and I shoved my carry-on bag in the overhead compartment.

"Can you believe it? We're on our way to London to go on tour with One Direction! Ha, remember when you were so convinced that you would humiliate yourself at auditions? And you were completely certain that you'd never get a spot? Well, here we are. So, I'm pretty sure I'm still waiting on the thank you?" She put her hand behind her ear.

"Thank you, BayBay!" I grabbed her in a hug and kissed her on the cheek.

"You're welcome!" She grinned.

"Um, I think I have that seat..." A super hot guy, around our age, gestured towards the window seat that Bailey was next to. I was in the aisle, and she was in the middle seat.

"Oh, uh, okay!" Bailey and I both stood up so he could get to his seat. I just realized that he probably thought, from the way we were acting, that we were 'together'. I think I'll have some fun with this.

I whispered into Bailey's ear, "He thinks we're gay together. Should we keep up the act?"

She nodded excitedly, and I winked.

"So, babe, what do you want to do once we get to London?" Bailey asked, putting her hand on my thigh. Nice one, Bay.

"Hm, I don't know. You know my aunt that lives there?" I started to make up a lie. "Well she told me the address of this delicious restaurant, and I was thinking we could go there for dinner?"

"Date night!"

"Exactly!"

The hot guy, whatever his name is, gives us a weird look and puts in his headphones.

Bailey and I both started laughing, and we exchanged a high-five. I love how strange we are!

About ten hours later, we're walking out of the baggage claim area with our suitcases. There was a man holding up a sign reading Miss Green and Miss Blake. He was dressed in a tux. I think the tux and the sign made the situation a giveaway.

"Hello there." I said to the man once we approached him. "I'm Miss Blake!"

"And I'm Miss Green!"