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London Calling

Chapter 7

Harry's Pov


It had taken me a while to realize I wasn’t in my own apartment. I lazily looked around to define the unfamiliar surroundings, it was only then that I remembered I had stayed at Effy’s. I heard the muffled sound of her breathing and felt her warmness against my chest.
I didn’t want to jeopardise our friendship in anyway possible, well it was hardly a friendship, but I suppose it was getting there and I didn’t want to confuse or play with her feelings. I traced my fingers over her fair skin; she moved ever so slightly and murmured, but didn’t wake. It was early hours of Thursday morning and I recalled having plans later that day so I needed to leave. I didn’t want to, but I needed to.

I little by little eased her off my chest and proceeded to get off the sofa. She murmured quietly again and turned over, so she was laying on front. Her shoulder length hair neatly fell to one side. I noticed something on the back of her neck. It was a tattoo, of the Libra zodiac sign. Not that I had stared, but I had never noticed that before. I wonder if she had any more, any other secret tattoos. Maybe I should be observant, unless she wanted them to remain hidden.

I realized I actually had been staring though, she became restless and I thought she would wake so I hurriedly grabbed my phone, keys, jeans, slipped on my shoes and jacket and left. I ran down the small flight of stares and out the front door. It felt wrong leaving her, like we had done the dirty deed or something and I was the one doing the done and ditch. It felt horribly wrong and I just couldn’t think why.

It was only when I was a minute from home, that I had completely forgot I had left my shirt there, how did I not realize that my bare chest was exposed, and I had only my jacket to cover it. I didn’t want to ring and wake her up so I decided to leave it and get it another time. Also I couldn’t really go back, this foul smell filled my car and it was then I noticed it was me. I smelt awful and definitely needed a shower.
I would have to get it another time.




Effy’s Pov

It always seems to be noon when I wake up lately. I turned over onto my back, which triggered the lingering aroma of sweet vanilla ice-cream mixed with men’s cologne. I thought Harry had gone to the bathroom or was drifting around somewhere. It was silent in my apartment though, you could hear a pin drop. I looked in the rooms and knocked on the closed bathroom door, but no reply. He had left.
It didn’t really surprise me at all; I didn’t expect him to wait for me to wake up. It would have been nice to have breakfast, but I’ll get over it.

I walked over to my docking station and attached my Ipod; I played Jamie T and began cleaning. I opened the balcony doors so London could experience one of it’s fine specimens. I cleared and chucked away all the left over Chinese mixed with gummy bears and what not.
I spent hours cleaning; I even cleaned what was already clean at least three times. Procrastination is my biggest disorder. My apartment seemed so empty, vacant. Maybe I should get a dog or something.

I showered for what seemed like forever after cleaning; it was already late afternoon when I finished getting ready and drying my hair. I had sudden cramps deep in my stomach, great Mother Nature is already here. I absolutely despise being a girl sometimes; it’s truly the worst form of torture. I took some paracetamol and got into some sweats. I decided I best prepare myself for what is to come, so I took the usual precautions when that time of the month is due.
I ventured to the shop round the corner and purchased tampons and ice-cream. Match made in heaven some would say.

That night went pretty slow, my phone continued to buzz on and off, but I didn’t feel like answering. I assumed Harry would text so I would know he was alright, but I’m sure he was fine. Sez was leaving tomorrow. I hadn’t really seen much of her, we both have been busy. Her with her cousins, me with work. Spending a few hours tomorrow before she goes should be nice, especially just being us girls.

I opted for an early night, and crawled under the covers of my stupidly large yet positively neglected bed. Even though I was on the sofa for one night I still missed my bed. I was almost asleep when my phone rang. Of course it was the one and only Harry. In all honestly I felt too drained to answer, so I let it go to voicemail.

“Hey Eff, just me. Sorry for leaving so early today, was in a bit of a rush. Anyway I left my shirt at yours; maybe I could get it tomorrow. Sorry if you’re sleeping too. See you soon. Bye”

I listened to the voicemail not long after he had left it, how considerate of him to apologise for me sleeping, eyy?
I might go and get dog tomorrow actually, ye I think I might. Maybe Harry could come too, and Sez. I stayed awake in bed and watched the television for a while, some prank programme.

I must have fallen asleep, because when I woke the sun was vibrantly shining through the smallest gap between the curtains. I could tell it was early before checking the time. I glanced out the window and saw that the sky was portraying a red, orangey glow. The way it spread across the atmosphere was as if someone had threw a mixture of pastel paints into the sky and used it as their canvas.

Of course I took a picture, anyone who would appreciate a nice view like that would.

I gave Sez a ring and told her about my plans, but not about Harry. I wasn’t sure how I was going to tell her he stayed over. She would just over react, maybe it’s best I don’t. I had to some way though if he was going to come with us, didn’t I?

As the thoughts dwelled in my unusual, but sufficiently stable (In some ways) mind I went on to get ready. I wonder what today will bring. And I wonder what dog I should actually get, that’s the one thing that I hadn’t actually thought about.


Notes

Heyyaa, I'm in a rather strange mood this evening over here in miserable Britain.
Please let me know what you think, I noticed my subscribers had gone up too. Thank you, really means a lot that you are even in the slightest bit interested in my story.

Please comment and tell if you like it, I'd love to have feedback on what you think. Thanks again x

Isla x

Comments

Update please

Lovingly lonely Lovingly lonely
3/13/14

update

@Ciao Niccie I have only just noticed this and it's like from a month ago, sorry. I'm glad I have finally updated it. Hopefully it will be a lot more frequent now. Thankyou, as well for your comment x

Isla Isla
12/7/13
Que Paso? I like this road of self-discovery, lets see where it leads ...:) And I liked the way you described the sadness of her departing from her friend and all the sentiments involved :(
not working not working
11/7/13