London Calling

Effy's Pov

“I’m so sorry Eff, I really wanted to come with you to get a puppy but, me mam just got back and got some sort of disease, you know what she is like with all those exotic foods”

“Sez it’s fine” I was gutted Serena was leaving, I was really looking forward to going with her. And maybe Harry.

She was in a hurry though to get home, so I didn’t slow her down. We had about an hour before she left but, the hour flew by. We went out for coffee and she came and got some groceries with me. In the back of my mind the lingering thought of just Harry and I going out today tugged at my cells.

“Eff, Eff!? Are you listening?” I heard Sez shouting but, couldn’t make out what. I shook my head and escaped the perfect scenario of you know who. ( and no, I’m not talking about voldemort)

“Sorry Sez, I’ll see you soon ye, I’ll come down”
We moped for a while but, I went with her to the station and said goodbye. Goodbyes were never my strong point, it’s like a bloody teen movie or something with all these tears. Although it wasn’t me crying this time.



I walked back to my apartment from the train station, to pass some time. I walked through the park just opposite my home. Home? It’s strange to think that London is now my home. The park reminded me of when I was little, when my mum and I used to sit on the swings together and my dad would push us. She was my best friend. Everything was so simple as child, so trouble free and uncomplicated. Whereas now you have to fight for everything. Where is the peace?

I fumbled around in my pockets for my keys as a approached the gate to the front garden of my apartment. I looked up to find an familiar yet not expected face sitting on the steps of my flat. The smile that could break a thousand hearts, grinned at me from my front door. His curly locks neatly sprawled across his head, crazily formed yet so neat. He was perfect. I couldn’t help but think maybe I did like him, however I hardly knew him, only from what the media had portrayed and that’s not always good.

“Hey stranger” he said cheerfully

“hey. So, to what do I owe this pleasure?” I joked.
“oh I see” his smile formed again as he slightly blushed. “I thought I was going to accompany you today, I thought you were getting a puppy?”

I was surprised that he was here but, I was even more surprised that he actually wanted to come out with me. Why did he want to hang out with me so much?

“I didn’t think you would want to come, Serena has gone so I was going to alone”

“It would have been nice to see her again. Always next time. So um are you going like that” He hesitated when he spoke. I was wearing tatty old leggings and an over sized sweatshirt. I looked down at my outfit and noticed it wasn’t at all flattering. Although I the way Harry spoke I should have been offended yet he was right, even though it didn’t say it. I did look awful.

“Sorry for looking like a tramp, I’ll go and get showered and dressed now” I heard him laugh as I turned and unlocked the door and went upstairs, I realized Harry hadn’t followed. I went back to the top of the stairs and saw him still standing outside. “Aren’t you coming in?”

“it’s fine I’ll wait out here, you need to shower…..and stuff” The corners of his mouth turned up into an innocent smirk.

“Harry it’s ok, come in. I’ll put the kettle on. I wont be long” I could tell the thought of tea enticed him as he eagerly closed the door and came upstairs. I put the kettle on and made him a cup of tea. I handed him the remote and turned the TV on.

“I won’t be long, make yourself at home”

“Thanks..” He gingerly smiled and walked over the sofa and sat down. I went into my bedroom and turned on my Ipod and played The Rolling Stones as I showered. I tried to be quick but, the shower is ever so relaxing. I could live in here.




Harry’s POV

I sat and drank my tea as I watched day time TV. Nothing is ever on nowadays. I made sure Effy was still in the shower and decided to look around a bit. I had never noticed how vacant her apartment was before. There was some scarce artwork on the walls and a few pictures of her and Serena. And what I thought must have been her parents. There were a few boxes that she hadn’t unpacked that lay by the side of her sofa. I know being nosey is…well rude but I had to.
They were packed full of vinyl’s. There were tons, they were all pretty cool too. The Rolling Stones, The Beatles, The Who, Elvis, The Stone Roses, Oasis, The Sex Pistols, The Jam, The Doors, Bob Dylan, Jimi Hendrix, The Smiths she had so many, most were 60’s and 70’s or 90’s but way before 2000 . I was pretty impressed by her music taste; I loved every single artist she had. I placed them back in the box so she wouldn’t suspect anything, plus I expect they would be worth a lot and she wouldn’t want them damaged.

I heard the shower stop and the bathroom door creak open. “Harry turn away I’m coming through” she shouted from inside the bathroom.

“I’m not looking, I swear” I sat back down on the sofa and turned away. I heard her tip toe back into her bedroom.
“Okay, I’m getting ready now, I wont be long” I picked up my empty cup and took it into the kitchen. As I walked back to my seat I noticed her bedroom door was slightly open. I peered through and saw her standing there with the towel around her. I turned away. I knew I shouldn’t look, it was an invasion of privacy but, I had to. God she was beautiful, I mean ye she was hot but, she was beautiful.

She dropped the towel and revealed her figure. She was so slim with invisible elegant curves. She walked over to the dresser where I lost focus of her as put on her underwear. She returned wearing matching pale pastel underwear. I couldn’t help but gaze. Her pale body shimmered in the effervescent sunlight. Highlighting her hidden abbs. I noticed another tattoo on her lower left ankle bone and one under her left breast. I couldn’t make out what they were but, I could definitely see they were permanent. I felt filthy staring at her like that so I stopped.
I mean of course I’m a typical lad but, she was too naive to be perceived like that.

She came out after five minutes, dressed in light blue rolled up jeans a pair of grey converse and rolling stones tee. She looked amazing yet she was so effortless. Her hair trimly fell loose over her shoulders. “So you ready to go then?” she grabbed her keys and purse and smiled eloquently.

“yeah, let’s go get a puppy” I said maybe a little to enthusiastically. We walked out and she locked the door behind her. “I’ll drive, seen as though you don’t have a car” God I sounded like a right snob then. Hopefully she didn’t think that. She smiled and replied with ‘cool’ as we climbed into my car and began our journey to the dogs home.

“So what dog are you looking to get?” The drive began quiet and I was determined to get to know her.

“Not to sure actually, you got any ideas?”

“I like Spaniels, or big dogs, not small dogs” she laughed confused

“ I don’t like small dogs either, maybe an Alsatian or Dalmatian or Husky, I want them all” We spoke for a while about what breed to get and we laughed and shared some stories about pets we had as children. I watched as she spoke with such insecurity yet she was so confidence I couldn’t help but think she was damaged yet so was I. We finally arrived at the dog’s home, and started to look around.

The way she fell in love with every breed of puppy, she was mesmerized by each personality the puppies possessed.

I was mesmerized with her. Her appearance, her personality, and the way she plays with the ring on her thumb, the way she ruffles her fingers through her choppy hair, the way her breath was taken when she looked out from her balcony. Her voice, her soft breathing when she slept. The way she dressed, the way she was philanthropic, convinced yet apprehensive. She was perfect, or imperfect whatever the one she was something, something special that I couldn’t quite put my finger on made me want to be with her. It made me want her.

Notes

Heyaaaa, hope everyone had a lavely christmas and I hope you have a lavely new year. I feel excited about what is to come, as now I have introduced two of Harry's povs.
Please let me know if you are still reading and what you think, love to know. And thanks for my viewings going up. Really appreciated it.

Isla x