Scared Of Heights | Harry Edward Styles

1: Home Sweet Home

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Everyone has a house, but do they have a home?

"And done" I mumbled under my breath as I closed my wardrobe. I looked around my new flat and sighed - well that was a job and a half. Unpacking was something I'd never done before and despite me being the 21st century Monica Geller when it comes to organisation( Amy Santiago from Brooklyn 99 probably took that position first), I now knew I did not enjoy it.

I walked over to my record player and twisted the volume knob, turning it up a little. Electra Heart by MARINA was playing and it was my favourite album in the entire world - The Family Jewels is stunning too, okay I will say that. But Electra Heart hits different when you claim you've been in your Electra Heart era since your teen years - just admit you're lonely Zahra, there's zero other explanation. But c'mon, imagine being Electra Heart - breaking a million hearts just for fun, being the most narcissistic women on the planet, not caring what others thought...you probably hate me now but I can assure you, 1. I hate myself more and 2. I am not THAT bitchy.

I hummed along to the music as I picked up my phone and unlocked it. I went onto the camera app and began to snap photos of my new place - my Mum and friends back home were dying for photos and I was pretty proud of what I'd done. There's no way I'm depriving them of this quality content. I took my time taking pictures before forwarding them to each individual, hoping for positive feedback.

Mum: Wow, looks nice.

Blue🫐: OMG I LOVE IT YOU SNAPPED QUEEN

I mentally cringed at the word 'queen' but shrugged it off and looked at the next messages.

Alex <3: AHH YESS also is that electra heart on the record player😭 luv who hurt you

Many people Alex, many people. I replied to each individual message with kindness before taking a video of the room for my Instagram story  - I knew I didn't want anyone knowing my where abouts but they wouldn't guess from a room home sweet home??, I captioned the video before I put my phone down and went to make my dinner. My first dinner in Brighton - how fun.

I write all this yet forget to introduce myself a well done me. My names Zahra and I'm twenty. I've just moved out of London to a new city called Brighton which you may have heard of. Why did I move, you may ask as London is known to be the best city of all? Because London is a shit hole - pardon my french but I didn't lie. I understand that there's concerts and culture and theatres but have you been preyed on on the tube when you were seventeen years old? Yeah, there's more but I won't dive into it.

I took a pot out from the bottom cupboard and put it on the counter before opening a packet of instant noodles - yes, basic but I'm tired. And I haven't even finished decorating yet - my artificial leaves, posters and prints were in a large binder on my bed which I'd dropped on my way inside causing them to scatter everywhere. As I was draining the noodles, my record stopped so I put the pot down and walked over to my record player - which clearly had seen better days - and moved the needle back into its place before putting Electra back into her slip case. I turned the knob, put the lid down and put Electra back into the crate. I then headed back to the mini kitchen to finish draining my dinner.

I sat down for about half an hour watching Friends whilst eating my noodles before I got a text.

Heard you moved! Where you living now?

Think of a lie. Brighton was near, I could easily be spotted if they came to the right area. Go farther, I thought to myself before I typed Newcastle. I pressed 'mute' before swiping off Instagram and going onto Twitter. I scrolled through mindlessly before checking the trends.

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Same old same old really...the world is wondering if a rockstar has blonde hair and a popular YouTuber has been exposed for being a predator. What more could you expect on a Friday evening?

"Home sweet fucking home"