Walking into the club, it's packed with people. One Dance by Drake is played and the whole club dances along.
'This is going to be so much fun!' Kiara yells as she drags me to the bar.
It is going to be fun when we're a few drinks in. I'm not someone who can handle this sober. I need my drinks, or I won't make it through the night. Clubbing is just not really my thing.
Kiara orders drinks for us, which I quickly drink and then order another one. I drink that one a little slower, and then we make our way to the dance floor.
'This is my jam!' Kiara yells when they start playing Drunk In Love by Beyoncé.
I laugh as we both start dancing and singing along. As I turn around, my eyes fall on a group with boys that that is standing in the corner. There are four of them. One looks like he's the oldest of the group. One, in particular, catches my eye. He is wearing a light grey sweater, and he has brown hair with little curls. He smiles at me when he sees me staring. I want to look away, but that smile is just enchanting. Why are boys in a different country always hotter? He looks away and turns back to his friends.
'How is that?' Kiara yells in my ear.
'I don't know, but he's cute,' I mumble.
Kiara starts to smile from ear to ear. 'Go talk to him! You probably will never see him again anyway, so if it sucks, you're safe.'
I shake my head. 'No way in hell.'
'Suit yourself. His friends are hot too. Maybe I'm going for that tall one.' Kiara nods with her head in the direction of the tallest one. He's wearing a light blue blouse, and his short brown hair is sleek in shape.
'He's not bad either. None of them are.'
Crazy In Love by Beyoncé starts playing. Kiara and I look at each other for a moment, before going full out.
'I love this!' She yells at the top of her lungs.
'Me too!' We do out little dance and just have the best time of our lives.
From the bar, I'm looking at Kiara who is talking to the guy from earlier. She is laughing, and then she drags him to the dance floor.
'What are you doing here all by yourself?'
I turn my head and see that the cute guy from earlier is talking to me. 'My friend is currently dancing with your friend I think,' I say and point at them on the dance floor. The guy Kiara is dancing with smiles in our direction.
'That's George. Your accent sounds different. Where are you from?'
'The Netherlands. Are you from here?'
The guy nods. The Macarena starts to play, and a huge smile grows on my face. I see Kiara looking at me and doing the little dance. She points at me to come do the same. George is doing the same dance and points at the guy who is standing next to me.
'I think we have to go,' I say.
He holds out his hand for me. 'Let's go then.'
I grab his hand, and we both walk to our friends. Just like the whole club, we start to the Macarena. We laugh while we dance along to the song. His other two friends join us too.
'I'm Lando by the way,' the guy yells at me.
'Leala! Nice to meet you.'
Lando smiles. 'This is George, but you knew that. This is my other friend Carlos,' he says and points at the guy who looks like the oldest one of them all. 'And this is Alex,' Lando says and points at the last friend.
'Nice to meet you all. This is Kiara,' I say and point at Kiara. She waves before she continues dancing with George. We let Kiara and George dancing while the rest of us walk back to the table the boys were standing earlier.
'Where are you from? Your accent sounds different,' Carlos asks when we're back at the table.
'The Netherlands.'
'Oh, Amsterdam!' Alex yells.
'Sort of. I live close by.'
'Cool. I've been there once. It's really cool,' Carlos says.
'It is, but London is way cooler if you ask me.'
'How long have you been here?' Lando asks.
'Not even a day.'
'You haven't even seen half of it. What have you seen so far?'
'Just the Big Ben, the London Eye and a little bit around there. Tomorrow we were planning on going to the Tower Bridge.'
Lando starts to laugh. 'Let me take you on a tour tomorrow, and I'll show you what England is about.'
'Sure,' I say with a big smile on my face. Nothing is better than a personal tour from this very hot guy.
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A Night In London || Lando Norris
FanfictionWhat do you do when you meet a cute guy in London on a night out and invites you to go on a tour? You say yes. But it all turns out a little bit different then expected. A short story about Formula One driver Lando Norris