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Chapter Two

"Y/N, you were literally so embarrassing, why were you just staring at Dan?", she asks when we got back into the car.

"I don't know, I was just surprised because he was good looking", I laugh.

"Well he's mine so back off?"

"Rose, you are half his age, that's weird."

***

Back at home, I go right upstairs to finish some uni work I had to do while I am on my break.

I've been studying design in London for about 2 years now and I absolutely love it. Right now, I'm on a holiday that ends in three weeks. That's why my friend's sister's with me, she has friends in England from when she and her big sister Quinn used to live here, but is mainly here to visit her grandparents and me, since we grew up together and she's like a little sister to me as well.

Normally, she lives back in Switzerland with her parents that live there for work.
Mine also live there for the exact same reason.

"Y/N!", I hear a scream from downstairs. As I rush downstairs I find her in a pile of clothes that were all over my living room floor.

"Where's my black dress?", she asks casually.

"Rosie! What in the world are you doing? I said I'll help you with packing and all you do is make a mess?"

Annoyed but laughing, we both pack up her stuff.

Even though I love her, I can't wait for her to leave in the morning. Little kids can be a handful.

***

"When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city
To see a march..."

I search for my phone so I can accept the call I was getting.

Searching under the pile of work I spread on my bed, I finally find my phone.

*1 missed call from Rosies's mom*

Shit. I quickly text her asking what's up and as expected, it was just to remind me to bring her little Rosie to the airport tomorrow.

Since I am now awake from my nap, I decide to go on twitter and immediately see that #tabinoftourlondon is trending. When I click on it, I see a tweet from Dan asking people to tweet pictures from today.
So that's what I'm doing.

***

By now it is 1 am and even though I have to get up in 3 hours, I stay up, working.

Dazing away, I suddenly get alarmed by my phone going off a lot.

Staring at it in shock, I finally pick it up just to see about a thousand twitter notifications and one direct message, which I decide to check out first.

*new direct message from @danisnotonfire*