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 ♥)


11. Sorrowful

It was Friday, and I didn’t felt like doing anything. I had spent the most of the day laying in my bed and didn’t planned to get up. I only got up to eat or to pee.

I was fake sleeping, when Emilie came into my room and placed something at my night table. When she had closed the door behind her, I opened my eyes and saw the sweet little pink box. There was a note with it saying: “Everything will be just fine :) Meanwhile this will make your tummy yummy. Emilie xx”. I leaned over and opened the box. Inside was this cute little chocolate cupcake with pink frosting. How sweet of her. I still didn’t knew, if I should be just mad at Harry or worried because he didn’t showed up last night. There were still no call or text from him. I had texted him a bit today, but with no response of course. I wanted to know, why he didn’t came. After all where might be a very good explanation. I tried not to dwell at my woes, but I was hard. I took the first bite of the cupcake. Mmh! Mmh! Mmh!  Lovely, lovely sweet delicious cupcake. Sometimes a little bit of sweetness could help you cure a heartache. But never quite cure it. As I sat there, Emilie came into my room.

“I knew you weren't sleeping.” she said with a wink, and joined me on the bed.“Sofia, you have to get out of your bed.”
She crossed her arms. “I have received a mail from Starbucks, and no I haven’t read it yet, but I think you have gotten one too. So why don’t you get up and we can read them together?” I don’t think, it could be healthy spending so much time in your bed doing nothing, so I got up. Beside the air was getting really heavy in here.

We checked Emilie’s mail first, since she already had her mail opened. We only needed to read the first couple of lines, before we knew it.“Dear Emilie. I am glad to announce to you, that you have got the job...”. We both screamed when we read it, and I gave her a hug saying:”Congrats!”. “Thanks!” she answered excited. I really hoped I got it too, then we could work together.

“Are you really to see yours?” she asked seriously. I nodded. I don’t think, I’ve ever clicked my email address and password so quickly. “Dear Sofia. I am very sorry to announce to you, that you unfortunately did not get the job...” Whaaat? That was so not fair! I could feel my eyes blinking rapidly and my mouth had dropped open, as if it had planned to speak, but was currently refusing to say anything.
”I sended my application a little bit before you.... Maybe that's why?” she said sadly. First come, first served. Arggghh. Could this week get any worse? I got into my room, and saw some missed calls (without voice mails) and some message from Harry. “I’m sorry.” one of them said “Please forgive me.” another one said. But right now I was just to angry to answer. Beside, he didn’t even said, why he let me down. I went back to bed and slept away the day. I know that's not the right way to handle your problems, but it seemed like the only thing to do.  

Something hard hit the window, and woke me up. I looked around in my room, which were now pitch dark. I couldn’t even see my hands, when I stretched my arms out in front of me. Another thing hit the window. What the hell was it? I finally found the contact to turn on my night lamp.The rain was lashing the window. But I was not the same sound, as the thing that hit the window. I scratched my eyes and zombie walked to the window. I opened my the window and saw a guy on the street. Wait a minute... As I looked closely, I realized it was Harry standing there with his guitar.

“Sofia!” Harry yelled loudly. He looked very wet from, what I could see. “Be quiet! You are waking up everyone!” I yelled back and was about to close the window. “Please let me explain this Sofia.” he begged. For Gods sake. If he came up here, we would wake Emilie and probably some of our neighbours up. He didn’t seemed like, he planned to give up. “Fine. I’ll come to you! Just wait!” I yelled and closed the window. I took my jacket over my relaxed styled outfit and went downstairs. As I stepped out in the rain, I began to wish there were some kind of shelter at the apartments, or that I at least had brought an umbrella.

Harry's clothes were completely saturated from the downpour. “I’m deeply sorry Sof.” he said headed in my direction. I stepped a little bit away “You could at least have called or texted, but you did nothing. Nothing. I guess I didn't mattered enough for that, did I?” I answered cold. “You do Sofia"his eyes were with tears and he continued. "I should have and I’m sorry.” I could hear sorrow in his voice.

“I felt really humiliating by sitting there and wait.And you.. You didn’t even showed up.” I said and I felt the tears pressing on. I held them back.

“And nobody deserves this. Especially not you.” he said and grabbed his hands around my waist pulling me closer. I could smell his aftershave despite of the rain. The scent of it was sharp, like freshly-cut limes.

“Something personal got in the way. I’m sorry.” he said as he pulled me a little closer. The rain was cold, but the heat from Harry kept me warm.

“You are the one, I want to share everything with.” He said and looked deeply into my eyes.”Whenever I experience something, I always think about telling it to you... And since the first time I saw you, I just wanted to know you... I have never felt like this before..So would you please... please give me another chance? I promise from the bottle of my heart, I won’t blow it.”. He ranked his hand through his hair. His arms were hold tight around me, and we were both drenched. His hair was sticky to his head by the rain.

“Are you sure?” I asked. He blew it once, so he could easily blew it again. He gave me a peck on my cheek and said “More than ever.”

“Fine.” I said and he hugged me.

“What was the guitar about?” I asked and leaned back to look him in the eyes.

“I was just trying to be romantic.” he said and we both laughed. How cute.But we didn’t laughed for long. Harry got closer and closer, and then his lips touched mine. He kissed me softly and then whispered: “Thanks babe.” I stared into his wonderful eyes, but only for a bit. Because then he came closer again. His lips were wet from the rain. I could feel his stubble from kissing. We embraced in a passionate kiss under the rain.

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