Not So Normal

Chapter 2 ~ Dinner and Dates

Lindsey and I find our way through the JFK airport and are surprised to find a professional-looking guy holding a sign with our names on it.

   "Hello. My name's Jason. I'm kind of in charge of you guys while you're here," the guy says when we walk up to him and introduce ourselves.

   "Nice to meet you, Jason!" Lindsey says excitedly.

   We wait for mine and Lindsey's luggage and then Jason leads us outside to a shiny black limo. I smile. We're going to be living the life this week. Jason drives us to this really fancy hotel in downtown NYC and takes us inside. He leads us up to our room on the eighth floor and tells us to be ready to go to dinner at 6:30, which is in like an hour. We take our key cards from Jason and go into our new home for the week.

   The hotel room is huge. It's technically more than one room. There's a big living room sort of room in the middle, with a kitchen off the side of the door, and a bedroom off  both sides of the living room, each with their own full-size bathroom. Each bedroom has a king-sized bed with a memory foam mattress and pillows, a huge TV stand/dresser (complete with a huge flat-screen TV), a fancy vanity mirror/desk thingy, and a fridge and microwave. I wish my bedroom at home was this fancy.

   Lindsey and I get all settled in and then sit in the living room and talk for a while. We speculate about our surprise dinner dates are. My guess is fellow YouTubers that we haven't met yet, but Lindsey guesses that they'll be actual famous people, like movie stars or something. I argue that they'd never agree to go to dinner with a couple girls that won a One Direction contest, but she sticks with her guess. I will admit that it would be freaking amazing if we got to go to dinner with a couple movie stars. Like Taylor Lautner or Zac Efron. Those two are so hot.

   When it's time to get ready for dinner Lindsey and I get our dinner dresses out. We bought them a couple weeks ago, just in case we got asked out, but we never though we'd use them in this situation. They're not too formal, but they're fitting for what we saw of the restaurant when we walked in. My dress is tight (to show off my curves, of course), dark red, and is mid-thigh length. I have nice legs, so I like to show them off. Lindsey's is kind of similar, but hers is blue and a bit longer. We both have black sparkly pumps to go with the dresses, but we wait to put those on until right before we leave to meet Jason down in the lobby.

   When we get down to the lobby and find Jason, we also find our dates. I stick my tongue out at Lindsey. My guess was right. Our dates are Jack and Finn Harries, hot British twin YouTubers. We introduce ourselves to each other and then Jason lets us go off  to dinner. Jack and Finn escort us to the restaurant and gracefully ignore the lustful looks from the hostess as she leads us to our table. The twins pull out our chairs for us, and Lindsey and I exchange smiles. We always complain that chivalry is dead nowadays, but maybe it isn't.

   Dinner is an absolute blast. The four of us hit it off immediately. We get along like we've been best friends all our lives, even though we've never met before. We bond over the fact that we're all YouTubers, and that probably helps a lot, but it's still an interesting bonding. Over dinner we talk about what we're all doing in NYC. The twins are visiting some YouTuber friends and doing a couple meet-ups, and we explain exactly what we're doing in the Big Apple. They're not big One Direction fans, since they're straight guys, but they think it's awesome that we get to do this.

   After dinner the guys take us back out to Jason, who's sitting in the lobby. They thank us for having dinner with them and then they head out.

   "That was amazing!" Lindsey freaks out. I smile.

   "Jack was totally into you," I say. Lindsey blushes.

   "He was not!" she exclaims. I give her a 'really?' look and I'm about to ask Jason something when there's a big commotion by the doors. These two big guard-looking guys walk in with a smaller guy in a hoodie and sunglasses, even though it's like 8:15 at night and getting dark. I can't see his face, so I can't see who it is, but he's most definitely a little drunk. He falls into one of the big guys and slurs a hello. Definitely drunk. Lindsey and I stand and stare while the guys walk past us.

   "Hey pretty lady! You look good in red," the little guy says, sloppily pointing to me. He has an accent, but I can't place it. I feel my cheeks get hot and Lindsey fails at keeping her laugh in. We watch the guys disappear into the elevator and then slowly turn back to Jason.

   "You guys can just go back to you room if you want. There's no more plans for tonight," Jason says before we even say anything.

   Lindsey and I head back up to our room without saying a word. When we get there we change into pajamas and go into the living room to talk. We talk for a little bit about our dinner date and the guys in the lobby.

   "Hey, maybe he'll be staying on the same floor as us or something and you can totally find him," Lindsey says about the guy that talked to me. I roll my eyes.

   "Lindsey, any guy that's going to cat call me when he's drunk is not going to get my attention. If a guy wants me he can talk to me properly," I say. Lindsey 'whatever's me and we talk for a few more minutes before going to bed. As I lie in bed, I think about what tomorrow will bring. I wish I knew what time they were going to come get us for breakfast... Tomorrow is the day I meet the guys I've looked up to and loved since I was fourteen. What if they don't like me? Even worse, what if Niall doesn't like me? That would probably be the literal end of the world. I would probably die. I shake the thoughts out of my head and fall into a deep and dreamless sleep.

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