|Tori Kelly| Imagines//GxG

Chapter 11-London Underground Trails

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I awoke to the light pouring into the hotel room, making me smile as I actually for once woke up refreshed rather than grotty.
The light reflected of Tori's blonde curls, making them seem even more golden than ever, she looked so attractive and peaceful as she slept, her small breaths just warming my heart. I laid my head back down onto the pillow and admired Tori's sleeping beauty as all was quiet apart from our breathing.
She breathed a deeper breath and stirred, wiping her eyes only to witness mine looking at her.
"Morning boo" I smiled, as Tori squinted her eyes and still didn't speak.
I trailed a lost curl from her forehead back over into the correct parting, shuffling myself body closer to hers, Tori gained a small smile, still half asleep and not making a sound.
I wrapped my arms around her waist and gave her a peck on the lips before admiring the hint of life in those eyes of hers.
"Morning cutie" She rasped in that sleepy voice that I find so dearly attractive.
"Got a busy day ahead Tor" I chuckled, only to feel Tori's diaphragm rumble onto my stomach as she also giggled.

After a reasonable 10 mins lazy time me and Tori actually both woke up, washing and dressing up for the day.
I decided to wear a pair of leggings with a red checkered shirt tied around my waist, along with strappy white crop top that went down to just above the belly button. Over that I decided to wear my black bomber jacket with fabric main piece and leather look sleeves.
I straightened my hair and gave volume to my side fringe to add a slight quiff effect. Also I wore the usual makeup, mascara, bronzer, and today I added some red lipstick.
By the time I had got ready it was nearly 8, I was just waiting on Tori so we could go down to breakfast and other things.
Before I knew it, a flawless Tori walked out of the ensuite.
I took my time to admire her looks, she wore leather look jeans with her black and white striped leather jacket that she wore in her 'Unbreakable Smile' Video along with a loose white short sleeved top underneath the jacket. She wore her typical gold feather chained necklace and her makeup just enhanced the natural beauty she already contained.
"Perfect" I mumbled, only to get Tori blushing away.
"You too baby" She smiled, her eyes also roaming my looks, heating up my cheeks like they do.

Before leaving I wore my Nike Rochés, as Tori wore her White Doc Martins which cut at the ankle.
We walked hand in hand as we both made our way down to the lobby, Tori and I causally sidetracking gazes and smiling every now and then.

Before we knew it we were walking past the Monument, and into the London Underground 'Monument' station.
The hustle and bustle of the tube tunnels forced mine and Tori's hand to spilt, as people rushed past, Tori and I swiftly dodging the passers by.
"Guess lets get a day pass" Tori said as we pressed the touch screen ticket machine, two small cards revealing as we payed.
To enter the actual station we had to past through revolving doors which opened when a tube card was passed through a slot, popping up again for you to take and walk through.
"So we have to pass through Monument station to Bank, so we would be on the Central line, then taking the central line to Holborn, where we then cross over onto the Piccadilly line, then we can stop off at Covent Garden" Tori spoke as we stood by the ticket machine, eying the map carefully we planned our route-Never had I ever experienced transport like this ever before, so the underground came as quite a shock-but I actually enjoyed being in the hustle and bustle, the excitement of travelling the city landmarks.
"After Covent Garden, we can quickly catch the Piccadilly line to the next station- Leicester Square, then from there its Bond Street with all the designer shops" Tori glanced up took a deep breath and smiled, taking my hand as I glanced around for directions.

We both decided that today was going to be looking around the shops, before making it back at 5 at the Hotel, for Tori and I to get picked up from Tori's managers crew to escort us the gig that Tori's doing tonight. Tomorrow is going to be the London Eye, and other things.
As I glanced around I caught a sign saying 'Route to Bank station via interlinked passages' or something or other, Tori noticed it too as we both walked through the crowds, following the given signs.
Before we knew it we where waiting for central line train, so we stood on the platform. I caught Tori's eyes and I smiled, she rubbed her thumb on my hand as extra comfort and it warmed my heart.
It was rather hot as we stood, so I quickly rolled up my bomber jacket sleeves to a 3/4 length, only to reveal my new tattoo of Tori's logo. I caught Tori's gaze focus on my tattoo and she was smiling, her eyes shining brightly in wonder and affection.
"That tatt so suits you" She smiled
"Thanks Tor" I blushed, only to be taken out of our little moment by the rushing wind breezing up the tube tunnel. The train whizzed to a halt, and both I and Tori took to chance to hop onto the stationary vehicle.
*This is Bank, change here for the Waterloo and City, DLR and Northern Line*
As we hopped on, soon the doors hastily closed, before the train whizzed forward.
Both me and Tori managed to get a seat as others had to stand. I took the time to plug in my earphones, playing Nobody Love at a reasonable volume.
"What you listening too y/n?" I heard Tori ask as she rested her head on my shoulder, looking at my phone.
I smirked and show the lock screen of my phone, clearly displaying Tori's album cover.
Tori grinned "I thought you would be sick of my voice"
I raised an eyebrow in playful disgust "Me? Why would I get sick of that angels voice that blesses me every single day, your singles kept me sane when you left for those Tour dates"
Tori's eyes glistened in the light and they looked just so capturing just like they always do "Oh y/n" She spoke, pecking me on the cheek, sending tingles down my spine like usual.
Only she can do that to me.
*The Next Station is Holborn*
I glanced up-prepare for awesomeness.