Shanstin Adventures (one shot)
“I swear to god if you drooled on me I will kill you.”
And with that I was smacked in the head by a cheap, itchy, airline pillow.
“Jesus Christ!” I yelped. My eyes fluttered open and I was met with the stuffy, dimly lit airplane air.
Next to me was my best friend Shannon. We finally did what we’ve been talking and dreaming about for years. We packed all of our stuff up, said goodbye to our families and friends, and hopped on a plane to London.
“About time you woke up, we land in about ten minutes.” Shannon said smiling so big I thought her mouth would fall off her face when a voice came over the intercom.
“Please place your seats and trays in the upright position. We’re beginning our decent into London’s Heathrow airport.”
We both grabbed each other’s hand and let out a squeal.
“Let the games begin.” Shan winked as we watched out the window as we got closer and closer to the ground.
After grabbing our bags and making our way outside we took a look around and only one thing passed through our heads:
We screamed throwing our hands up and letting our bags fly behind us.
“GOD DAMN IT! Watch it!” A British voice yelled at us as it’s owner tripped over our bags.
“Woops! SORRY BRO!” Shan screamed after the guy while laughing.
“Oh shit. We’ve been here like half an hour and we’ve already gotten screamed at. But hey, everything sounds better in the accent.” I said gathering our stuff and throwing on my mirrored aviators.
“TAXI!” I yelled putting my hand in the air causing three to stop right in front of us.
We both looked at each other stunned.
“I think we’re going to like it here.” Shan smiled.
Later that night we decided the best way to get used to London was to go out and meet people so we were going to a club.. Clearly we were both too excited to unpack anything we brought with us or anything we shipped over so our flat was a complete mess. We were both in our rooms putting the finishing touches on our outfits for the night. I turned and looked in the mirror. I had to say, I clean up very nicely. I had on a loose blue tank top tucked into high waisted black shorts with black heels with spikes on the back, topped off with my signature leather jacket. My dark brown hair was a mess of loose curls.
“SHANNON GET YOUR PRETTY ASS OUT HERE!” I yelled walking into the kitchen as she rushed out of her room. She, of course, looked flawless in her tight long sleeved white dress in killer aqua pumps. He hair was pushed into a high ponytail that bounced every time she took a step.
“Well don’t we clean up nice!” She almost screamed as we stepped into the elevator to get a taxi. “Tonight is going to be a good night.” She said linking her arm in mine as we entered the busy London street.
“Thank god for the 18-year-old drinking limit!” I screamed over the music off the club lifting my shot glass in the air.
“Cheers to the many amazing adventures we’re going to have! BOTTOMS UP BITCHES!” Shan screamed as we both swallowed our drinks.
We made our way to the dance floor and just let loose for about an hour until we made our way back to the bar. We were about to order two more shots when a deep voice behind us said;
We both whipped around the thank whoever it was because really, who would give up free shots but we weren’t really expecting to see what we did. We saw two completely drop dead gorgeous guys. They were both taller than us in our heels. The taller of the two had on jeans and the deepest V-neck known to man on and he was clearly eyeing up Shannon. The other had jeans and tight white shirt on that showed his arm muscles perfectly, the rolling stones symbol belt buckle he has on only made it better.
“What are two girls as amazingly beautiful as you doing alone?” The taller one said, “Tom Parker” He said extending his hand to Shan who gladly took it and told him her name.
“Nathan.” The other said to my extending his hand. “Sykes.”
“Well Nathan, I’m Kristin.” I said taking his hand. “It’s very nice of you to save us.”
We all downed our shots and they lead us to the dance floor.
“So” Nathan said leaning into my ear, “I have this really cool trick with my thumb. Wanna see?”
“Does that line normally work on girls?” I questioned laughing.
A few more dances and drinks later, Everything went black.
The next morning I woke up to light burning my eyes and making my head want to explode. I looked around the room I was in and realized it wasn’t mine. I suddenly felt a strong arm wrapped around my waist and I shot up.
“Nathan?” I whispered. I looked down at the floor and noticed my clothes thrown everywhere. “Shit.”
I heard my phone vibrate on the floor and I slowly crawled out of bed not to wake Nathan.
When I got to the bathroom I answered it with a husky morning voice;
“Um... Kris... I’m at our flat... with Tom... and you’re not.” She hissed into the phone. “Where the hell are you?”
“Um well... Nathan’s... I think... At least I hope.” I said bashfully.
“Oh god... thats a hell of a first night.” She said laughing, “Um Kris?”
“My head hurts... and my headboard is cracked.” She whispered.
“Yeah... one hell of a first night.” I laughed. I told her I’d text her in a little and hung up.
I slowly crawled back into bed next to Nathan and with in a few minutes he was awake.
He rolled over and kissed my cheek;
“Morning love. You look even more beautiful in the morning.”
Oh yes, I was really going to like London.