A story of two almost 30 year old best friends on their pursuit of love, lust and living the best London lifestyle.
Or an AU about Celeste and Olivia as they introduce you to their world which happens to be filled with an ensemble cast of some of t...
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"You can dance" Olivia screams out towards Celeste, pointing at her, from where she's stood at one end of the outdoor table, dodging the cups and bottles that were scattered along the service.
"You can jive" shouts Celeste grinning at Liv as she points at her too, ignoring her inner thoughts that once again her and Liv were standing on a piece of furniture that sober Celeste would comment was not acceptable, but drunk CeeCee was loving.
"Having the time of your life" the girls sing together as they walk to meet each other in the middle, Liv immediately wrapping her arms around Celeste's middle as CeeCee wraps her arms around Liv's shoulders.
"Ooh, see that girl, watch that scene, Digging the dancing queen" they sing in unison as they turn back out to see the rest of the party goers dancing around the terrace, some stumbling about, other's putting on just as much of an overexaggerated performance as the girls.
It was a tradition that every party ended with Dancing Queen, no matter the occasion, it was on the playlist. However when it came to birthday's they would always sing it out a little bit louder, changing the age to whatever age they were now turning, claiming that they were getting just a little bit too old for their liking, that their ages were becoming a bit too 'adult' for them, forever 18, they would tell themselves.
Liv smiles as she looks around, it's not too high up, she can jump down, land perfectly and say her goodbyes to her guests, while looking effortlessly cool.
"No you don't Liv" John's voice is a lot closer than she thought he was as she sees him appear by the side of her, dashing from the other side of the terrace, where he was stood with Mason, Declan, Ben and a few of the other lads, laughing at how that song seemed to call just about everyone out of their corners to dance, when he saw the way Liv was looking around for space, he could read her mind and however much he felt that she might be able to make it, he really didn't want them all to have a trip to A&E tonight.
"Spoiling my fun" she smirks at him "you're too serious, seems like someone's rubbing off on you" she grins as Celeste laughs by the side of her.
"Just don't want you cracking your head open, or breaking your leg" he says, holding his hands up to help her down as she laughs.
Her hands come to her chest as she feigns shock "oh my goodness I didn't know you cared so much about me" she flutters her eyelashes.
"You're a tit" he comments as he reaches for her side, as she leaps a bit off the table, even though he tuts at her as she does so, her arms now clinging to him as he helps her to the floor.
She holds her feet up so they don't hit the floor "carry me inside, the floor's sticky" she comments as he laughs, lowering her further until she has to place her feet on the floor, rather than her knees which was the way it was going.
"You can walk yourself, Princess" his sarcastic tone isn't lost on Liv who rolls her eyes before laughing, placing a hand to his chest as she leans up to speak into his ear.
