A once in a life time opportunity (One Direction fanfic)

Saucy drama

(the title was Georgies idea) ;)

hey may wanna read my a/n at the bottom of the chappy

But for now

ENJOY :D

Sara xox

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Louis P.O.V

'So?' I prompted. She had been silent for a while now. She looked at me in disbelief.

'Really?' she sounded doubtful.

'Yeah why not?' wow, really romantic Lou.

'I don't know Louis..I.. I need to think about it,' she turned around. I stood there just looking at her back. Georgie coughed subtly. I looked at her and she threw her hand in the direction of the hall way sending me a sympathetic look.

'Right yeah sorry, umm, right well again I'm really sorry Frankie. And take as much time as you need,' I turned around heading for the door.

'Louis wait,' Frankie ran up to me reaching up on to her tip toes and kissing me on the cheek, 'Good night,' she smiled.

'Good night,' Georgie shut the door behind me. I walked to my room smiling like a fool.

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(re-wined back to the party)

Georgie's P.O.V

We had just met Ed Sheeran. And I as buzzing.

'Want to dance?' Harry asked.

'Sure,' I took his hand in mine as he pulled me on to the dance floor.

'You looking stunning tonight Georgie,' I blushed.

'And you looking very handsome Mr Styles,'

He laughed lightly looking at his feet then back at me. We were slow dancing until the music changed to a more upbeat one. This is when Harry decided to bust out his moves. He went for the traditional sprinkler whereas I decided to go with the less well known stop the traffic and let them through. At this point Louis had spotted us and was patting the dog and screwing the lightbulbing his way over. Frankies joined in with the staking shelves option. Niall was I the distance wetting himself until Frankie got him with her invisible lasso and pulled him over. Likely he went along with it. But then there was Liam taking it to a whole new level with the extreme front crawl move. We danced like goons for about 5 songs until we all got a tad tired and decided to grab a drink.

I looked at Zayn as he knocked back another shot. He hadn't spoken to me all night. Or looked at me. Or acknowledged me in anyway. I don't know what I've done. Just as thought that he looked up at me. His eyes were watering slightly. He looked hurt. I swallowed one more shot before getting up and rushing through the crowd towards the back exit. I decided to follow him and try and find out what was wrong with him.

'Zayn! Zayn!' I shouted over the music trying to get my voice heard. But it wasn't working.

He slimed his body weight against the bar on the door caused it to fly open. He fell through the hole. I followed close behind.

'Zayn wait,' he turned on the spot at the sound of his name.

'Georgie,' he said with no emotion.

'what's wrong?'

'Nothing. I'm fine.' he avoided eye contact.

'Zayn I know something's wrong. You've been avoiding me all night please tell me what's wrong?'

'I can't,'

'Why?' I was getting impatient.

'Because..'