The taxi driver drove me to my destination. I paid him generously as our drive was 2 hours long. I grabbed my luggage and shuffled into my dark and furnished home. I flipped on the loft lights and took in that new furniture smell. I loved that smell and anyone who knows me, should know that.
I knew it would be hard to make new friends but I wanted to have a fresh start. I was exhausted from my stupid 6 hour flight and I just wanted to sleep. I would unpack in the morning, make this place my own. I changed into my red, flannel pajamas and drifted off into a deep sleep.
I woke up at 6:47 am and trudged to my luggage to get shower essentials. In the search for body wash and shampoo and conditioner, I found a napkin with a number written on it. It wrote "Hey my names Harry and I thought you looked pretty sexy ;) so here's my number, call me sometime. It was too early in the morning for this so I collected all my shower essentials and put the note on my nightstand. I walked on my tippy toes to the bathroom since it was winter and the tile was cold. I took my hair out of the bun from yesterday and wiped off the majority of my makeup. Surprising I packed a few towels and got those out. I turned the faucet all the to the left and hopped in. I let the warm water hit my body and I woke up a little bit. You guys know how to take a shower, you'd don't need my explaination.
I got out and got dressed in a pink polka dotted sweater, black leggings and black bowed uggs. I decided to do my hair really cute, my fringes on either side were tied into a bow in the back. I painted my nails black and went to unpack. I put all my jeans and leggings into my white, Italian dresser. I also put my graphic tees and pajamas in there too. Along with my skirts and underwear and bras. I hung up all my sweaters and many dresses in the cupboard. I organized all my makeup at my vanity and all my perfumes too. Then I brought all my hair styling,. products to the bathroom.
I hung up some pictures and hung up some drapes. I was done with everything so I decided to check that note I found earlier. I called the number with my new Christmas gift, the iPhone 5s.
He answered in a raspy morning voice, god it sounded so damn sexy!! Then I realized, "oh shit, I am so sorry I forgot it was so early!!" "Oh, you must be the sexy girl from yesterday, desperate much? I gave you my number because I wanted to get to know you." "Ok meet me at my house in an hour and we'll go to Starbucks and talk over coffee", I shrieked into the phone. "Just text me your address", this Harry guy whispered as if somebody else had just walked into the room. Before I got a chance to say goodbye I heard him say " hey Lou" and then hung up.
I did my makeup and sprayed some of my new perfume, Our Moment. I ate breakfast and then brushed my pearly whites. I waited on my MacBook and went on Twitter.
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((((~~~AUTHORS NOTE~~~))))
Sorry for the cliffhanger, I had to. I hope you enjoyed this extra long chapter and please no hate. Thanks loves<3
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FanfictionThis story is about a girl named London. She just moved to London and falls in love with the perfect guy. She faces the ups and downs of life and realizing that not everything with be perfect.