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Jamie Caspian's your typical upstate New Yorker looking to get out of his small town. About to start college, he decides to Study abroad for his first semester. It's all going well until he meets a strange young man at the airport who cha...
*Official theme song of An American In London is Just Hold On by Louis Tomlinson and Steve Aoki
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(Finley POV)
"Fucking hell!"
I shake my hand out and reach down to pick up a drunk Jamie from the floor.
I didn't know it was him, I thought there was just some stranger taking advantage of Mari, so I did what came naturally.
I punched him in the face.
"What was...that for!" Mari cries as he wipes his face with his sleeve.
Yup, it's time to go home.
"Unnnnnggggggg,"
I shove Mari onto the tube going home which was quite the trip within itself considering both had no idea where their oyster cards were.
Semi-carrying Jamie on my shoulder, his footfalls in the gap, but I pull him out just in time for the doors to close.
"Fuck. That was close."
I look around. Luckily this section of the tube was empty So I push Jamie into a seat one side while I sit on the other. Mari randomly sits next to Jamie and curls up onto his lap, wrapping his arms around his shoulders.
I put my earbuds in, putting my feet up on the seat, and turn on some music, since it was seven stops until we hit Bakers street.
I hope they both pass out when we get back to the dorm cause I'm not going to babysit them to make sure they don't end up waking up to something they regret.
I look over and see Mari sucking on Jamie's neck.
Fuck my life.
I hop up and yank the two of them apart. Grabbing a fighting Mari in my arms and taking him to my side of the subway train while Jamie passes out on the other side.
"Shut the fuck up Mari! You're molesting Jamie!"
I just hold his hand for the rest of the ride so he can't leave my side.
Almost like he's a little kid again.
I kind of feel bad for Jamie.
The poor man was about to wake up with a kisumaku, black eye, and an intense hangover.
