The Streets Of London ~ A Harry Styles Love Story

Sofia have rented an apartment in London with her bestie, Emilie. They both have to work on each of their career. After packing out they are really tired and want some energy. By coincidence they ended in Starbucks, and that is were they meet Niall and Harry. What happens next? Only time will tell.


(This story is dedicated for my lovely friend Sofia and are based on our hopes and dreams ♥)

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After Harry took us away from the party, he had let us sleep over in his house. He said we lived too far away, and it would be easier, if we just stayed with him. I knew it wasn’t quite true.That was just an excuse for him to let me sleep with him. Emilie volunteered to sleep in guest room alone and I was laying with Harry in his bed. Harry had given me one of his black t-shirts to sleep in. It was really big to and spelled like Harry. I was staring at the roof and waited for the morning to arrive. I couldn’t fall asleep. Harry took deep breaths like he was asleep. He looked so cute.

 

I slowly pulled the duvet off me and went out of bed. I tiptoed out of his room. It was dark and finding the light switch was hard. The tiles were cold, and it made me regret, I didn’t put on any socks.  I went down stairs to his big balcony outside. The weather was chill and it gave me goosebumps.  I leaned over the railing.The tonight’s sky was clear with shining stars everywhere. It was really beautiful and the city light made a great view. I was still really worried about my future, and what it would bring. I guess that’s why, I had trouble falling asleep. Would I ever be a professional singer, or was it just a dream?

“I heard you leaving, so I followed you.. Something wrong, babe?” Harry said and startled me. I hadn’t heard him coming. 

“Noo.. I’m fine.” I said and lied. He only wore his underpants, and his hair were like a bird’s nest. He walked and now stood next to me.

“If there’s something wrong you can always tell me." He said trustful and hugged me from the side.

"I never got the chance to say thank you." I said and smiled at him.

"For what?" He wondered and his eyebrows were raised in a cute way.

"You saved me from that drunk dude."

"You don't have to say "thank you". No guy should act like that in front of my girl." he said softly and seriously.

"Your girl?" I teased and pushed him with my shoulders. But he didn't find it funny at all.


"Sofia?" he asked and turned half around to look straight at me. "Will you be mine?" his voice were unclear and rusty.  It was hard for him to ask. I looked into his beautiful eyes, and I knew this was right. This was here I belonged. I belonged with him.

"Of course." I said and took his hands. He moved closer and kissed my lips softly. His lips were warm. He moved away and whispered in my ear: "I will always protect you. I will always support you. I will do anything to make you happy. You make me complete. Before I met you, I missed something. Not any longer. You make me complete, and I love you."

I didn't knew what to say. I was speechless.

"Harry... I" I started but he put a finger over my lips and said.

"Sshh.. You don't have to say anything... You need your lips for something else." He took his arms around me and pulled me close. His lips came near mine, and he whispered: "You are perfect." He smelled wonderful and looked so great, it was hard for me to breath.

He kissed my lips and I was in heaven floating on a cloud.

"Let's get you warm, before you catch a cold." He smiled and dragged me inside the apartment.


"Do you want hot chocolate?" He asked and took me to the overwhelming awesome huge kitchen.

"Now?" I wondered and looked confused at him. It was in the middle of the night.

"Yes!" He said and smiled like a little child.

"But.. It's" I said and he interrupted: "never too late for hot chocolate." That was not, what I would have said.

He found to cups from a drawer and smiled cheeky at me.

"Well okay then." I said and sat down on the kitchen table. I still wondered, why he had acted mysterious the last few days.

He began to prepare the hot chocolate, and I just couldn't hold the question back any longer.

"Harry? I don't know how to ask but.. Are you okay? Sometimes it feels like, there are something that disturbs you, and I am worried." I said carefully and looked at him. He bite his lips with a sad facial expression. He knew what I meant. "Harry?" I asked. He just stood and stared at the ground complete freeze.
"Harry?" I asked once again. His eyes were full of tears.

I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tightly. He still stood still.

"It's one of my friends." The first tear left his eyes.

"Come here." I said and removed the tear ,right before I hugged him even tighter, and he hugged me back.

He snorted and said: "He have cancer." He held a break to sink and added: "They said it is getting better, but I am still afraid to lose him." His voice was rusty. The area around his eyes were red. I took my his hand and squeezed it.

"Everything will turn out fine. I promise." I said and looked into his eyes.

"How can you know?" he said.I had never seen this sensitive side of Harry, and I must admit, I felt better know he had opened up.

I took a tissue and dried his tears away and embraced him.

“I just know.” I said one more time to convince him. I really hoped everything would be fine, and I had the feeling it would.
Just then Harry’s phone rang.
“Let me get it for you.” I said and found it. Why would anyone call now? It must be really important since he called now.

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