London Calling

Effy’s Pov

I went onto my balcony and lit a cigarette. I hadn’t smoked in a while but, I always kept them on me. You know for stress or just the spur of the moment. Well this wasn’t just any moment. I didn’t know what I was doing or how I felt. I think I was sure on how I felt towards Harry but, being so sure made me unsure. I had a few drags and returned to my suite.

I took the forgotten rings off my smoke tainted fingers and placed them on my bedside table. I ran my fingers through my hair and fell back onto the bed.
“What am I doing, come on Eff.”
Great, now I’m practically insane. The first sign of insanity is speaking to yourself.
I thought to myself, this isn’t me. I don’t get caught up with boys and allow myself to fall for them. Is that what this was? Had I fallen for Harry? I distinctly believed that the thoughts I had conjured up were a load of bollocks.

I went to turn the lamp off and go to sleep but, then I thought I….no, I couldn’t of.
I’m sure I’ve just heard….Is someone playing The Smiths? I thought to myself. I opened the door and looked out into the corridor but, the sound seemed to become disfigured. I stepped back into my room and closed the door. I walked over towards the balcony where the sound became louder.

I was right, it was The Smiths and it was my favourite song. Who on earth was playing This Charming Man at 2:30am in the morning.

I braced myself for the worst. I wasn’t entirely sure what the worst was in this situation but I prepared myself for it. I pulled back the dusty curtain that blocked my view from what could potentially be something of a familiarity. Although I say I prepared myself mentally for what was to come, I didn’t actually prepare myself at all for what I saw.

There he stood. Two speakers in hand, playing my favourite song. It was almost as if he was John Cusack himself. I started to shake and I could feel my eyes begin to fill up. This wasn’t on any level what I had expected. A whole flicker of images vividly processed through my mind of the times we had spent together. Not once had he made me cry. And yet here we are and I’m in tears. Happy tears.

I opened the one thing that was separating us and stood in frame of the open door. He turned down the volume of the song and it was almost silent for a moment. We stared for what seemed like the accustomed forever. The same green eyes buried themselves deep into my soul just like they had done on our first account. It almost seemed so perfect, something had to go wrong.

I moved closer to him.
“Eff look, I know I put pressure on you with what I said but I just wan…”

I pressed my lips against his in an urge of uncontrollably passion. I felt him kiss back and move his lips into mine. We stopped breathless and gazed into each others eyes. I turned my head away and looked down. I couldn’t explain the way I felt, words couldn’t describe this feeling.
He placed his finger under my chin and gently lifted it up, so I was met with his flawless face once again. He brought his lips to mine and we kissed overpoweringly till our lips could fathom no more.

Notes

I realize this is only short again but, I couldn't leave you on another cliffhanger. I noticed I have new subscribers. Please comment and let me know what you think, I'd love to know how you guys feel towards the characters and plot.

They have just had their first kiss too! I know it's 12 chapters in but, like I said before I wanted to make it seem more real.

Isla x