Pretend It's Love

"Hey girl it's now or never, it's now or never."
Spencer always wanted to leave America to live in England. She always felt like herself there everytime she visited. So when her parents give the big news that her family was moving there permanently, Spencer was excited to live there and hang out with her friends. The only problem is that her friends got One Direction tickets and they want her to come. Spencer doesn't like 1D in any way or form. But when things get messed up, will her life become different?


32. The arrival

<Spencer's POV>

I woke up before everyone else. I stretched for a moment and got out of my seat. I look out the windows and notice something. Skyscrapers. Those are the Boston skyscrapers.

We're here.

Clara was closest to me, so I decided to disrupt her sleep and wake her up. "Clara." i say softly while shaking her. She moans quietly in her sleep. She does this everytime I slept over her place.

"Spencer, wake me up in ten minutes. I'm in the middle of an awesome dream." She sleep-talks.

Maybe I should talk to her sleeping self. "What was that dream about?" I ask.

"We met One Direction, and you and I got the chance to be background dancers with some of my dance friends, and now we're on a plane with them to Boston." She forgot the part where she's dating Liam and that I kissed Harry multiple times and he's too chicken to ask me to be his girlfriend.

"Well that isn't a dream." I tell her. She bolts straight up and looks around her. Then she looks at me, and outside the window.

"Holy crap, that wasn't a dream! This is a reality! So that means..." She hypervenilates. "I'm actually dating Liam and you actually kissed Harry?" I nod. That brought me to the fact that I should probably wash my mouth from last night's dare.

I grab my pillow and chuck it at the nearest boy, who was Zayn. "Yo, Zayn!" I yell, causing him to wake up. "We're above Boston."

His pupils widen. "Really?" He asks. I nod. "Hey, boys!" He yells at the others. They all wake up slowly one by one. Louis yelled at him for ruining his nap, and so did Niall. "We're in Boston!" They all jolt up and run to the window behind us and gaze at the skyscrapers.


"Good morning, passengers. We are about to be descending into Boston International Airport in ten minutes. You can get a beautiful view at the gorgious skylines. So please buckle your seatbelts. We are going to be going on a bumpy ride."


We all sit down and fasten our seatbelts. A few minutes later, the plane started to jump up and down. Suddenly, it stops and we're gliding smoothly. I look out and see that we landed safely. We stopped in our tracks. The intercom comes on again saying that the first class, us, will go first. We grab our bags and walk out. Well, Harry and Louis run off the plane.

"I AM GOING TO KILL YOU, TOMMO!" I hear Harry yell. I grab Harry's bag while Abbey grabs Louis' and we walk off.

"How did you survive with them in Europe?" I ask Abbey.

"It took a lot of getting use to with all of those plane rides. I don't know how it happened, but it did." She answered. We all walk through the gate and see Harry and Louis running around.


"JUST BECAUSE YOU PLAYED FOOTBALL DOESN'T MEAN YOU'RE FASTER, TOMLINSON!" Harry yelled back. They run towards us and Louis uses me as a shield.

"Uh, do you mind?" I ask but they completely ignore me. I look over to see Niall has passed out on the airport floor. I kick him to wake him up, but he's still fast asleep. I look over at Clara and Liam. Liam has his arm over her shoulder. They're so cute together.

"Hey, Spence." Harry interupts me. "Mind coming with me?"

He grabs my hand and pulls me aside in a small, crowded corner. I was pretty claustraphobic there. I look back at the others. I see Liam and Clara cuddling. Zayn, Abbey, and Jessica Marie were calling their families to tell them that we're safe, Niall was still sleeping on the floor and beside him, was Louis. My dad was talking to either my mom or Brian to tell them that we're alive. Brian has a phobia of planes so it was hard to get him on the plane to England.

"Harry, what is it that you want?" I ask. Is this it? Is he asking me to be his girlfriend?

He takes a deep breath, and continues. "Ever since I first met you, I couldn't get my mind off of you. And for a while, I've been wanting to do this." Here we go. He grabs hold of both of my hands and looks into my eyes. "Spencer Emily Bridgett, will you..."

"Harry?" We were interupted by a sound of a female voice. She had a bit of British in her voice. We look over and I see a girl, about Harry's age, with long straight honey brown hair, blue eyes, and a nice figure. She came over and hugged Harry. Who was she? And why is she hugging Harry?

He had a shocked look on his face. "Carly?"


A/N: I have got to stop getting injured. On thursday, I tried to do a backbend (I sort of mastered it over Thanksgiving Break), and then my knee gave in and twisted. So now I'm back on the crutches I had from my ankle injury. It's not pleasant. Let's be glad that I don't do any sports during the spring (except umpire softball) and I don't do gym (long story).

And who do you think Carly is? Will she have an effect on Harry and Spencer's relationship?

So I'm going to my friend's house later. We're going to see Taylor Swift and Ed Sheeran on April 25, and we're making t-shirts today for the concert. I'm so excited!

Thanks for reading! Go back to school on Monday and I hate it!


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