I woke up and looked at my aunt, still snoring, I sighed and checked my phone, 9pm.
“Hey Amelia wake up we slept for 2 hours” I said shaking her “What?” she yawned “Wow, time really flies when you take a nap” she said stretching “It really does” I agreed “Can we eat? I am starving.” I said getting up from the bed, “Sure, let me just get my purse” she replied. While Amelia looked for her purse, my phone ringed, it was a text from someone. Well I think you can guess who:
From: George Shelley
Hey, what do you say about a movie night at my room with all the boys? My way to apologize for the fan’s misbehavior :)
I was about to answer him when Amelia found her purse. We left the room and went downstairs. The hotel’s restaurant wasn't too full and getting a table was easy. I was wondering when it was a good time to ask my aunt if I could go to George’s room, so after we ordered I popped the question.
“Hum, Amelia, George invited me to a movie night with his friends” I told her “In his room” “Nice move!” she smiled clapping her hands “I told you! He likes you!” “Well I don’t know if I want to go” I admitted “Why wouldn’t you?” she asked “I don’t know, I guess I’m not good at meeting people” I answered “Tell him you’re going, but say that I want to meet him first” she said drinking her coke, “But then I won’t be going!” I replied “Why not?” she asked confused “It will be awkward and he must be busy! And why would you want to meet him anyway?” I asked back “He seems lovely, but I can’t let my niece spend the night in a stranger’s room” she responded .
“But who says I’m gonna spend the night?! I just met him!” I answered mad “Ok, so then you won’t spend the night, you’ll have a curfew, at midnight you come back okay?” she declared “You know Amelia, I’m not Cinderella” I said sarcastically “Oh for god’s sake, then come back anytime you want!” she replied “But then that’s irresponsible!” I pointed out “Then come back as earlier as you can!” she rolled her eyes, “Ok as soon as the movie is over” I decided, “Yet, you can still stay longer…” my aunt said smiling at me “Amelia!” “Ok, ok, just text him back.”
To: George Shelley
Hey, I don’t know if I’ll be able to go. My aunt said she wants to meet you first and stuff… but you’re probably busy so maybe another day then?
As soon as I pressed the sent button I got another text:
From: George Shelley
Where are you right now?
To : George Shelley
At the hotel’s restaurant
From : George Shelley
I’ll be there in a minute.
“Great” I sighed “He’s coming” “Yay!” my aunt cheered. 5 minutes later George arrived, I looked at him and he seemed even more handsome than the last time I had seen him, wearing a denim shirt and black vans. “Hey Laura” he hugged me “And you must be her aunt, Amelia” he raised his hand greeting her “Oh, you’re too cute, come here” she replied hugging him.
The next hour was filled with lots of questions from Amelia to George, about the X factor mostly but his life in general too. We ate dinner and talked a lot. He told her all about the excitement of the live shows and she told him about the cupcake shop. But of course my aunt had to talk too much and tell him some of my embarrassing moments at school. I don’t even know how many times I blushed.
Finally, after an hour Amelia let us go and we went straight to his room. “Your aunt is really nice” he commented while we were on the elevator “Glad you liked her” I replied “But she could have contained herself and not talk about the school stuff” I added, feeling my face red “I still can’t believe you thought your teacher was woman!” he laughed “Hey! He had long hair and had his back to me okay?” I defended myself.
He teased me a bit more till we arrived at his room. When we got there he opened the door and said in a funny accent “Welcome to Union J’s chamber milady.”
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As Lovely As You (George Shelley Fanfic)
FanfictionIt's Laura's first time in the UK, she's staying at her aunt's place in London but after an accident she finds herself staying at the Corinthia Hotel with all the X factor's contestants, including the lovely George Shelley...