Chapter 2

                                    

                                          
George's POV: 
                          
I woke up to the sound of Meghan Trainer 'all about that bass' ringing through my phone, God I love the girl but hate this song. With a groan, i walked into the bathroom I did my normal routine. I am not a morning person. After my 50 minute shower (I always take that long) I blow dried my hair, and got dressed in a  All Time Low T-Shirt and some black skinny jeans, I slipped on my leather boots and made my way into the kitchen.
                          
I grabbed some bread and popped it in the toaster. when it popped back up i buttered it and practically shoved it now my throat. After i walked back into my room to find my phone, once i found it i checked the time, 9:15 shit i gotta go. running back into the living room i grabbed my keys and ran out the door to my car. perks of being famous, i have a brand new Mercedes whoop whoop! opening the door i heard next doors front door close. i looked up to see JJ running out of the door with this jacket only on one arm and a granola bar hanging from his mouth.
                          
"Bro, hurry up man, we gotta go!" I shouted to him 
                          
"I'm coming i'm coming calm yo tits!" he replied with a mouth full of granola 
                          
"seriously you couldn't of just ate the before you replied" I commented getting in the car
                          
"Yh Yh Yh just drive will ya?" he added with a chuckle and with that i drove down the drive and onto the busy streets of London. 
                          
After a stop at Starbucks due to my demand we arrived at the studio, we are doing a photo shoot with an upcoming photographer. I heard she was really good. Walking towards the elevator we were introduced to the boss of the company and sent up to the studio. As soon as the doors opened we were rushed into the dressing room. While the stylist was doing my hair I heard the other two walk in a get pushed into their seats. 
                          
"Hey boys!" 
                          
"Hi George." 
                          
we were all engrossed in a conversation when a girl about my age walked into the room. she was beautiful! the way her dip dyed hair was up in a high pony tail and how freckles scattered her face. She was perfection. But she look familiar. she looked like the girl i have been looking for, for two years. She looked at us in shock but seem to blink out of it a soon as she saw me.
                          
"Hi i'm Bailey and I'll be your photographer today." she stated with a slight smile on her face.
                          
That smile, Those lips, Those eyes. As soon as i looked in to her eyes it clicked.
                          
It was her. 
                          
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Hi guys so shitty and short chapter i know but oh well. If your in Britain you will know, THIS HEAT WAVE IS GONNA KILL ME I SWEAR! Just to let you know most of this book will be in Baileys pov because i feel like i can add more detail into it but if it changes i will let you know.
                          
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-Billie xx