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 ♥)


9. The Little Black Dress

So here I was. In my own bedroom holding my phone. The missed call was unknown to my phone, and there was a voice mail waiting for me. I felt my heartbeat going fast. Anxious. My hands were shaking, while I pressed the play button.

"Ello? Hi Sofia." The person who had called  didn't't introduced himself/herself, but I knew who it was. "So I was thinking... if you had any plans this Thursday? Cuz... Emmh.. I have the day off... And coffee? Or maybe dinner? Soo..." he had a rusty voice and continued fumbling "Just... Call me back love..." There was a short break."It is Harry by the way." I swear, I could feel his cheeky smile at the end. What should I do now?

Would it seem too keen to phone him back straight away? And what should I tell him? I looked at my phone, as if it had the answer.

Frankly, I needed some girly advice.

"You need to help me." I said as I settled down in the chair.

"It's actually quite easy. Just write something about yourself, and also what you have worked with before. Make them loooove you." Emilie eyes were only on her screen.

"Not for that..." I held a dramatic break "Harry called." It sounded crazy to say it out loud.

"Whaaat?." She looked at my facial expression, and saw I wasn't kidding.

"WHAAAAT?" she said fully surprised. Her jaw was right open.

"He just wanted to know, if I have any plans this Thursday." I said like it was completely normal and no big deal.

"What did you said to him?" Emilie asked curious.

"Nothing... It was a voice mail." I could see her month shaping an "Oh".

"Let me hear it" she suggested. Sure why not? Luckily, I had saved it - then I could rape that replay button, when I missed him. I put the volume on its loudest and played it once more. Emilie held the phone in her hand and listened closely. I caught myself smiling at his voice.

The voice mail ended and Emilie had put on a thinking face

"What you are gonna do is... Call him back in a little while, saying you checked  your calendar and you have no plans. Later  you and I" she said and pointed "are going to look at all your clothes...And perhaps some of my.. And hope you can fit it." Emilie was very short and tiny, about 160 cm, and I was tall, about 173. So fitting clothes were quite impossible sometimes. But after all it seemed like a great plan.

"Okay." I said nodding and then gave her a thumb up.

"Good. Now lets write this job application!" and with those words we both sat down and wrote. It was really easy writing it. The application kinda just wrote itself.


"I think I might be done." I said scrolling down my screen up and down rereading it. "How about you?"

"I was done an half hour ago... Now I am just checking Facebook and Twitter" Emilie answered with a grin.

"Should we just send it or...?" I asked her. But then I realized it, as the words left Emilie's month:"We don't have a printer...". Well that left us with only one possibility.

"What is their mail address?" I asked Emilie, but she just looked as lost as I felt.

We did what one always do when one needs an answer - We googled it. The brilliant little searching machine gave us, what we searched for and off our job went.

I guessed is was time to call Harry now. I found his number and pressed "Call".

"Hello?" his sexy British voice said, as he answered the phone.

"Hi Harry, it's Sofia" I should have waited calling him. I should have waited. I should have waited.

"Oh hey babe." His voice was more calm now.

"Soo..." I said, while I planned what to say next: "You called about Thursday? And I just wanted to say, it suits me fine." I really tried to sound cool and down on earth, but it was just a "little bit" hard.

"Great! I'll pick you up at 6 o'clock for dinner?" Was it just me, or talked he very slowly?

"Sounds good!" I said and was already ready excited about this.

"I'm looking forward to see you. " he said softly.

"Me too." I said smiling.

"Well... I'll see you then... Bye love!" God bless British accents.

"Bye Hazza!" I said and hoped he hadn't't felt bad, that I called him by nickname - Why did I even do that?

"So?" Emilie asked from across the room.

"Dinner. He will pick me up at 6." I said, and I just couldn't stop smiling. She looked up and down at me, and there was a moment of hesitation in her eyes. "I know exactly what you should wear." she said and went to my closet.

I found her digging deep down in my closet. Whatever she was searching for, it must be something, I hadn't worn in a reaaaaally long time.

She pulled something out from the closet. I was right. I hadn't used this in a long time. Last time was when... when... Well actually I can't remember... But something was telling me, that it was going to be used soon.

"Try it on." Emilie commanded and gave me the dress. The dress was black, had just the right cuts and had a bare back.

I tried it on. I twisted and turned in front of the mirror to get a better view of it.

"I don't know." I told Emilie and frowned. "Don't you think, I am getting a bit overdressed?" Being overdressed was one of the last things, I wanted to be. Imagine if Harry just wore his usually clothes, and I would just stand there awkwardly.

Emilie walked around me, observing me.

"Are you kidding me?" she was serious and eyebrows were raised.

"This is the only thing, that is right." she said convincing me, but I didn't felt convinced.

I glanced at the mirror. I guess, I looked decent. "You look hot and beautiful at the same time! It's true Fia!" she continuing convincing me. I guess, I could wear it. When I thought about, I actually looked fine.

"I guess it could work." I said and shrugged my shoulders. There was a moment of happiness in her eyes, before she said: "I knew!" She sat down on my bed.

"Now... Turn around" she said demonstration it with her finger. I swung elegant around.

"Perfect." she said at last.

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