Following My Dreams - A Union J Fanfic

Chapter 5 {Freshers Party}

Chapter 5

{Freshers Party}

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The first night in my fairly cramped university room was scary. It made me think about whether the halls were actually haunted or not. I made myself think that it's not, but as I kept hearing sounds outside and the lights kept flickering, I reconsidered. To be honest I was happy to get up the next morning.

George and I decided to spend our last main free day out shopping in the Cambridge town. We went to the main shopping centre, were I pulled him into republic, Primark and Debinhams so I could find a decent dress for the freshers party tonight. I finally picked out a silk pink tight dress, with a black belt with a bow on. George also picked out a tight fitted blazer to match his smart blue shirt. Then we went to Starbucks, to get a coffee and finally subway, our favourite fast food place.

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We arrived back at the campus at about 3, which meant we had 3 hours to get ready. During that time I had a nice long shower and spend a fair amount curling my hair and perfecting my make up. George knocked on my flat door at about 6:15 and let me hold onto his arm as we walked to the main hall where the party was being held. We met Skylar and JJ on the way who were with 2 other guys, called Josh and Jaymi. Skylar was wearing a short purple dress with frills at the bottom and a rose on the shoulder strap. Honestly she looked stunning, compared to me. Her hair was up in a bun with her light blonde fringe curled at the side of her face. 'Wow Skylar you look amazing tonight!' I said, hugging her, but trying not to Crees the ruffles. 'You saying that I don't look amazing all the time' she joked hugging me back.

The main hall was packed with all the first years already madly dancing. All 6 of us found a small table at the other side of the room and grabbed it before anyone else could. George made sure he got the seat next to me and edged it closer and closer before our shoulders were touching. I looked at him and smiled. His hand slowly glided up my arm, before his fingers fell in my fingers and clung onto them tightly.

The night went slow but soon a slow dance song came on. Skylar and JJ got up to dance together. 'Lyra?' George whispered in my ear, 'you want to dance?' He added standing up and holding out his hand. I took it and also stood up, straightening out my dress. 'Why of course mr Shelley' I replied as he led me into the middle of the dance floor. My hands joined together around the back of his head and I ran my fingers through his fluffy hair. His arms wrapped tightly around my waist and he pulled me close to him. We swayed with the music and looked passionately onto each others eyes.

Then something happened out of the blue.

George leaned his head onto mine and slowly pressed his lips onto my glossed lips. I didn't know what to do at first but I kinda liked it and responded by kissing him back. It must had lasted for at least 30 seconds. But once it was over, I stared at him in shock. Then I ran outside only to hear him calling after me. 'Lyra! Where are you going?' I kept running until I was in the car park. I just stood there thinking. The feeling of the kiss was good! But no he was my bestest friend...how could it be?

I soon felt a tap on my shoulder, which made me jump out of my daydreaming. George stood there, looking directly into my eyes. 'What happened? You just ran out? Was the kiss bad? I didn't mean to hurt you..' He began saying worrying. 'No G...it's not that the kiss was bad...its that the kiss was good' I replied, grabbing his left hand tightly. 'Oh' he said, giving a cheeky smile. 'But I don't know. I mean your my best friend George' I added, looking down. He put his fingers under my chin and lifted my head back up. 'A kiss won't change anything Ly' he whispered, leaning in and kissing me again. 'You will be my best friend not matter what happens' he whispered again. I wrapped my arms around him and we looked up at the sky. The stars glistened and the moon shone brighter than ever. Maybe I was in love with George after all these years.

Maybe he felt the same way too.