Well, Hey...Fancy Seeing You Here?

Chapter 3 - Northerners Forever

My feet pounded the pavement asI ran, I blasted 'Check Yes Juliet by We The Kings' through my headphones to keep my pace. Just as the song finished I arrived in a sweaty breathless pile infront of Phil, Chris and PJ. I felt mortified, but my hair was still intact and my make-up was still sweat-free.

"Did you run all the way here?" Chris laughed. Phil looked slightly concerned. Yeah, I get it - I'm unfit.

"Aye" I replied, not having enough energy to reply with anything longer.

"Wow, Chris says that all the time!" PJ stated as we began walking towards Phil's car, " Where are you from?"

I hated admitting to people where I'm from. Despite me not being chavy myself, the people where I'm from are. I'm from Blackpool, but my Dad's side of the family is from Yorkshire, more specificly; Huddersfield. One of the strongest Yorkshire accents you could possibly get. I'd done my best to train myself into a Lancashire accent like my Mum's, but it seems the odd word here and there still showed me up.

"Erm, I'm from Blackpool, but my Dad's side of the family's from Yorkshire, so I have developed a bit of an accent. It's stronger in the morning when I don't give a crap how I sound or who I talk to. I hate it personally." I replied with an embarrassed look across my face.

"That's so cool!" Phil chirped, " Do you go to places like the Blackpool Tower or the Winter Gardens a lot?"

"I've been to the tower a few times when I was younger, but I don't think I've ever been inside the Winter Gardens. I usually go to the Grand for any shows or productions." I replied. I know Phil was from Manchester, which is sort of near Blackpool-ish, but I didn't think he'd have this many questions.

Finally we arrived at Phil's car and we all clambered in. Me and PJ sat in the back, whilst Phil drove and Chris sat in the passenger seat. Phil put on the exact same song I was running to earlier and we all had a bit of a jamming session in Phil's car back to the flat. It wasn't a long journey and we got there relatively quickly. Phil and Dan's apartment building was so big! Mine and Leasha's was 5 floors at the most, but Phil's was like, 30! I stood there mesmorised for a couple of minutes before realising the boys were lauging at me because I'd stood there with my mouth open for ages. How mortifying.

"Lets go!" I yelled before anyone said anything. They all followed me to the entrance, whilst Phil opened the door and we headed to the lift. My heart was buzzing. I knew who was going to be on the other side of the door when it was opened in a few minutes. The lift began to rise upwards and my stomach lept into my throat for a moment. 5...4...3...2...1. The lift doors opened and the boys strode confidently to Phil's door. I stayed rooted to the spot, then remembered, the lift doors close after a certain amount of time. I ran to catch up with them, hoping they didn't notice me fall behind and casually forget to get out of a lift.

Phil rattled the keys in the lock and opened the door, he was greeted by a deep husky voice saying, "Hey, Phil. Did you bring Chris and Peej with you?". I knew exactly who it was and I think I looked slightly panicked since PJ put him arm on my shoulder, laughed, and said, "Don't worry, he won't bite...maybe. I'm kidding, come on." He then let go and I followed him into the lounge with Chris and Phil.

"Well, hello. Who's this then guys?" Dan said in my direction with a wink. Yeah, 'Moose having a stroke', my arse.

"This," Phil said pointing at me, " is Brooke, we met her in town today and she makes videos too, so she's come up with an idea for us all to do for a collaboration video!"

"Hi," Dan said, staring into my eyes, "It's nice to meet you!" He held out his hand for a shake but Chris shouted, "Just give her a hug, she doesn't hurt, you know!"

He strode towards me confidently with a grin plastered on his face, then his thin but muscular arms wrapped around my shoulders. Jesus, he was tall, I hugged him back and my arms were just above his waist. His chest was warm against my cheek and a miniscule little shiver ran up my spine.

"Right, here's my idea," I said pulling away from Dan and rooting through my bag for the game, "Just Dance 2!" I screamed at the boys smiling faces.

In unison, PJ and Dan cried "Oh, no!" but Chris and Phil were ecstatic! They high fived each other as I walked over to the telly asking Phil and Dan how it worked. I managed to set up that game and start Phil and Chris on it since they were so enthusiastic. I wrote a little script down whilst they had a go, and PJ kindly set up my camera for me on the tripod in the corner.

Having meorised the majority of the scrpt by the end oth their dance, I told them to hide out of view whilst I said a little something first.

"Hey guys, as you may have noticed, I'm not in my house today! Or outside, yeah, because I go outside...Anyway I'm acctually at Dan and Phil's flat, OMG! With the Fantastic Foursome! Say 'hi' guys!" They all jumped out from their hiding places and packed themselves into view, squashing me in the middle. "Today we're going to do something a little different; we're going to play 'Just Dance 2'! Phil and Chris have already had a go because they're impatient and couldn't wait 5 minutes," I turned around, winked and stuck my tounge out at them, "Anyways, here we go!"

Dan helped me carry across the tripod with my camera on it and set it up so it was facing whoever was dancing at the time and whoever was sat on the sofa behind.