Now I'll Take You By The Hand (A Nathan Sykes FanFiction)

Now I'll Take You By The Hand (A Nathan Sykes FanFiction) 4

"Just another one champion sound...just touched down in London town, take me on a trip I'd like to go some day..."

- American Boy by Estelle ft. Kanye West

Victoria:

            I was so happy, beyond happy actually! I never thought I would make it this far in a dance competition. Tyson was rocking on his heels in anticipation as the make-up artist worked to take off most of the heavy eye shadow. I peeled off the fake lashes and wiped away the lipstick and mascara. I liked wearing make-up, but not allot like tonight. When I was completely bare of any make-up, I applied a fresh coat of mascara and lip gloss. I changed into the short denim shorts I’d came here with, my favorite black top with the Union Jack on it, with one sleeve hanging off my shoulder, my blue converse, my bracelets, my owl necklace, spritzed on some perfume, and grabbed my bag and sunglasses.

            Tyson was talking to the guys when I scurried off the stage and stopped at the aisle. He had also changed from his ballroom attire to baggy jeans, a black wife beater with a grey and dark blue button-up shirt over it. He wore his new Michael Jordan’s and Men’s Gucci silver watch as well as his “lucky” silver chain. He was just slipping on his hoodie when Tom stood up and slung his arm around my neck. He definitely kept to his “gangster/rap artist” get up,

“Ready to go, Lovely?” he asked, using his nickname for me

I nodded

            On the way out of the venue, Tom kept me upfront with Max, Jay, and Ty. Siva and Nathan were walking behind us, in their own private conversation. Tom’s friends made me really feel welcome. They were all so nice and easygoing. They kept me laughing and smiling as we rode from the venue in the boy’s van to wherever Tom was directing the driver.

“So, Tori, how long have you been dancing?” Jay asked

“About….fourteen years maybe?” I said thoughtfully

“How about you, Ty?” he asked

“Maybe….eleven or twelve” Ty shrugged

“Is this your first time in London, then?” Max asked

I nodded as did Ty

“Well, how long are you staying?” Tom asked

“About…a couple months, maybe” I shrugged, not really sure

“Well, that’s grand…I’ve got to take you ‘round the city” Tom said

“Sounds fun” I shrugged

            I always wanted to go around London, but was scared of looking like a tourist or getting lost or something. Ty loved walking around and exploring with no map or sense of direction, I usually followed along, Google Maps already opened on my phone. After the competition had finished, Ty and I had been given our three dances. We had the two months to create, learn, and perfect the choreography. I was happy one was Freestyle, I loved Freestyle and I Ty always had some moves for street dancing. We had Freestyle, Cha-Cha, and Waltz. The Freestyle and Cha-Cha would be easy to create, but the Waltz seemed more complicated. I was all for quick movements, sharp twists and turns, upbeat music, and smooth hip action. The Waltz needed more grace and patience and posture, not that all dancing didn’t, but Ty and I were somewhat frustrated when we had the Waltz back in America. We were almost out of the competition because of that Waltz and we were too far in to let that happen again.

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            At the restaurant, which was quite casual, actually we all sat at a table with extra chairs pulled up. Tom ordered for Ty and me, saying he knew what I would like. Typical Tom, always knowing me like my own brothers would. We talked to the lads for a while. Nathan was next to me with Ty on the other side, Tom across with Jay and Max on either side and Siva on the end. I liked Jay; he was funny and easy to talk to. Nathan…tried to talk to me; I thought it was cute though. He kept stumbling over his words and saying things that could be turned sexual. I laughed at his terrible attempts to flirt. It was funny and the accent already had me all bubbly.

“Lovely, where are you staying?” Tom asked, drinking from his pint of beer

“We were given a hotel room to stay in as long as we’re in the competition” I answered

“Staying at a hotel for a couple months?” Max asked

“Yeah, all expenses paid and everything” Ty smirked

“You want us to take you back to the hotel?” Nathan asked

I smiled at him

“N-not like that!” he said, his eyes going wide and his cheeks turning red “I-I mean…we can drive you to the hotel and then…w-we go back to our houses” he corrected himself nervously

I just nodded, laughing a bit

“Yeah, sure” I shrugged, still smiling, admiring his really pretty eyes

He smiled nervously back

“Anyways…” Tom said, interrupting the moment “we’re doing a few interviews in the morning, but around maybe…lunch, you could come by the house and I’ll take you out around the city” he added

“Sure, so would… one be a good time?” I asked

“Perfect” he nodded

I smiled

            After dessert, we all piled into the van. It was late and I was starting to get tired. I leaned my head on Ty’s shoulder, feeling my lids get heavy. I felt Ty’s arm around my shoulders as I crossed my legs and leaned more on him. Ty and I had the closest relationship friends could have. He knew everything about me from what I’m feeling at the moment to my costume sizes, allergies, and even my most embarrassing childhood memories. He was my rock and shield. He protected me when my overprotective brothers weren’t around to do it themselves. I loved him like a brother, like a friend, almost like a boyfriend at times…

“Tor-bear…come on, we’re here” Ty whispered in my ear

I mumbled words I couldn’t even understand

            After Ty nudged me in the sides a few times, I opened my eyes and slowly climbed out of the van. Tom hopped out after me and gave me a hug,

“I’ll see you tomorrow, yeah?” he mumbled in my ear

I nodded, too tired to speak

“Alright, sleep well” he said, kissing my forehead