Living A Dream - L.T.

Chapter One (The Club)

10:11 - Claire's P.O.V.

"Emily? Why is it that every time I even try to tell my other friends something about our boys, they always rolls their eyes at me?" I ask my friend Emily, Who was at this moment stroking her Niall Horan pillow from 8 years ago. She looked up and shrugged. "I'm not sure. But, I do want to go to Yorkshire tonight. Can we?" She said, her new northern English accent starting to show. We've been in Doncaster for about 2-3 years now. We're in a transfer program. We have been wanting to since we were in freshmen year. Emily constantly makes fun of our voices because we were starting to sound like Louis Tomlinson from our childhood band, One Direction. (A/n, we were a lot older when One Direction started in this story, but this is set 10 years after they split up after Zayn left and Liam's liver and kidney gave out, and he died)

"Yeah I guess. Do I need to call the professor and tell her we'll be late tomorrow, if we show at all?" I asked. She shook her head, and hugged her pillow. Silence for a few moments filled the room. Ever since we found out Liam Payne had died, nothing had been the same.We just have these silent moments where it's pretty obvious we were thinking about it. "Claire?" Emily spoke up."Yeah?" I answered. "Do you ever feel like you can just feel like something absolutely amazing is about to happen, because something awful has happened?" She asked me. Actually, at that moment, I was feeling like this trip could change our lives forever. "Sometimes. Anyway, let's pack for this trip. Clubbing, or just viewing?" I grinned. I knew the answer. "Clubbing, duh?" She playfully rolled her eyes.

*********************************************************

We caught a taxi there because we knew we'd get pretty drunk. Emily was in a pencil dress that stopped at her thighs and red stilettos, and I had a ripped spaghetti strapped top on with a super friggin short skirt, and black and gold pumps. "Let's do this." I said, locking our arms together, and walking up to the bouncer. You're aloud to drink at 18 here, so we showed her our IDs and she let us in. This was going to be fun.

About 5 rounds of tequila shots later, we were already almost wasted. But then, I look over to Emily and she's Talking to a very familiar brunette. He was sort of short, and looked to be in his mid to late 20s. I went over to check it out.

9:22 - Emily's P.O.V.

I took another shot, and I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see a cute brunette dude who looked pretty familiar, but I was too drunk to place his face with a name. He smiled and looked me up. "Hey, beautiful." He greeted. I looked around me, and then looked back him. "You...You mean me? Oh...Thanks, but I'm really not." I answered. He looked at me with these big, round, bright blue eyes,as if he judging me. But like, in a good way. "Hey, of course you are. What's your name, love?" He asked. "I'm Emily." I answered. He smiled again. "What an absolutely gorgeous name. I'm Louis." He said, reaching out to shake my hand. I smiled, and shook it back. "That's funny. I was once obsessed over a band, and you look just like one of the members." I said.

He took a seat beside me. He set his beer down and looked at me. "You have to promise me you'll not freak out, or anything ok?" He said. I nodded and then noticed claire was listening, but I didn't care at that point. He took my hand. "What if I told you, that my last name was Tomlinson?" He asked. I felt my face go flush, and my eyes widened. "Louis Tomlinson from the best band of all time?" I asked in shock. He smirked and nodded. "Yup. That's me. But, I don't get a lot of time to do this with a 7 year old in the house, so this is my night out." He looked down. I laughed. "Oh come on. Now you're just making me feel old. I was 12 when Freddie was born, and now he's already 7?" I asked. He laughed back. "Hey, atleast he isn't driving yet, yeah?" He asked. I nodded as I drank some water to help me sober up. "Does he ever see Briana?" I asked softly after about 5 seconds of silence. "No. She left him abandoned in her house for 2 days before I picked him up and took him back with me when he was 3. She went off and started her own family most likely. Danielle left me for someone else about 4 years ago. So I'm a single dad who has a kid to take care of, with a crappy part time job, and I don't make as much money as I used to." He looked like he was going to cry. I put my hand on his.

"It'll be ok. You'll make it. I know you will." He looked at me one more time before claire walked up and asked me to introduce her to Louis. I smiled, because she was far more drunk than either one of us. "Claire, this is Louis. Louis, this is my best friend and college roommate, Claire." I said, then handing her a glass of water. She chugged it, and sat down on a stool. I counted down in my head, 3-2-1- "WAIT, LOUIS TOMLINSON? THAT'S YOU?!" He laughed at her late reaction, and nodded. She shook her head, and as soon as you can say 'Danm, I really want to dance', she was already grinding on some random dude with really long friggen hair. "Well, I was hoping we could dance as well?" he held his hand out. I took it. "But of course, sir, I'd be honored." He laughed and we headed down to the dance floor. Soon enough I was butt dancing on him, and he kept thrusting his pelvis on me, and may I just make this clear, no complaints at all from here.

********************************************************************

There is my first chapter. Hope ya'll like it. Like it said, Random book I just thought of. See you soon. TTYL xoxo! Love you!!