Sara had just recently moved to London from America, A dream she had always wished to achieve. After getting her apartment she had quickly found a place looking for new hires for a job and putting a application for it, leaves to go to the interview...
The sun poke through my bedroom window as morning snuck up on me, I groaned as I rolled over in my blankets on my unmade bed. I didn't want to get up and face the day, I still in America time and wanted to sleep more. I almost drifted back to sleep until my alarm went off at that second as well and I sat up frustrated. "Okay I get it I'm up" I say to no one in particular, I unwrapped myself from the covers that was my sanctuary, and started my day by going to the kitchen for a cup of coffee.
As the coffee was brewing I grabbed my camera and turned it on, hitting the video setting and started recording " Hey Family first morning here in London, I got to tell you it's off to rough start, simply put that rough start is the different time zone completely got me off axle. I'm gonna drink some coffee in hope of waking my ass up and going out there and seeing if a job isn't available something that say 'Hey Sara pick me!' Here I go bye guys." I finish I know it could have been longer, but for the time being couldn't waste my precious time doing so.
I got dressed as my coffee finished and I got back to the kitchen and fetched a coffee mug in one of many boxes I had yet to unpack. After fishing out a mug I quickly cleaned it out and made my cup of coffee on how I enjoyed it. I leaned against the counter and sipped at it with a joyous sigh of the warm liquid. I picked up my phone and immediately checked my facebook, nothing, but notifications of some of my friends other posts. I quickly downed my cup and made another and finished that quickly, I needed to get my day started especially on finding me a job.
I brushed out my hair of my tangles as I slipped on some shoes, I grabbed my purse on my way out, locked my apartment door and headed out of the building and onto the busy Berkeley Street. I started walking to the main street to hail a taxi to get to my interview with Finance and Fiscal Affairs. I had just walked onto Piccadilly street when I ran into somebody, I felt somebody hand grip my elbow and I knew he was only doing that so I could keep my balance. "I am so terribly sorry" I say looking up and meeting a pair of blue eyes and charming smile looking my way.
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"Apologies fall on me, I wasn't all that paying attention" he said releasing my elbow gently. We actually stood there in comfortable silence for some time the world stopping for me at least it was, this man was handsome.
"I'm Sara, and it's really my.......is someone following you?" I say I knew who he was and as he turned his head to look behind him, he only turned back.
"that's just Bill no worries. I'm Harry, and I was wondering, you want to grab a cup of coffee with me?" he asked I thought about it my interview wasn't for another 3 hours and to be honest I would have gotten way earlier.
"sure" I say he smiled as he motioned for Bill to bring the car around. We got into the car and Bill drove us to the Starbucks and as we walked in and order our drinks and found our table, I was relaxed. He asked me questions about me and I answered honestly to him, " I just moved here recently; two days ago actually and I have gotten no where with my apartment, and I have an interview later today for a job, I might actually hate." I say.
"You haven't toured the city?" he asked kindly.
"Ah that, no, with what money?" I reply I didn't like how I put it into words, but it was the hard truth, I had money, but only to get what I really needed to buy. I already had to pay him back for the coffee he just bought for me. "Don't get me wrong I love London, always wanted to live here, or Ireland, but London was my first dream. Although I never expected to meet you, and it was quite a surprise for me, I'm not going to stalk you I promise." I say when I saw his face.
"no offense taken, Sara answer me this. Will you? What job did you dream about doing?" he asked me kindly placing a hand on mine that was resting on the table. I blushed before I told that I had always wanted to be a writer, but with my learning disability of not understanding punctuation was put on the back burner a lot. He later went and told me that he some trouble in geography when he went to college, of course I chuckled at that.
"I'm going to guess it was still a passing grade though" I say smiling he nodded chuckling a bit himself.
"yes indeed it was, so you always wanted to be a writer, Journalist?" he asked curious.
"A book writer, I could never be aggressive enough to be a journalist." I reply taking a sip of my coffee. We talked a bit more and when he motioned for my cell phone I unlocked it and handed it to him, I watched him tapping away on it and hand it back with a smile. He pulled out his wallet going to pay for both drinks, "I'll pay....." I started, but he put a hand up.
"Allow me please, I did ask." he states chuckling slightly.
"If you insist, but do let me repay you for your kindness." I say as we left the coffee shop. He smiled and put up a hand.
"Nonsense, the honor was mine to do, see it as a welcome to London gift." he says grabbing a Taxi for me, opening a door he allowed me to step in and once I did with a huge grin on my face he bent down. " Knock the interview out of park Sara." and he closed the car door. I told the driver where I was going and looking back into the back window I saw Harry waving at me and throwing a thumbs up in my direction.
I knew then it wouldn't be the last conversation I would have with the prince and knew I had a friend that would last a life time in him had warmed my heart.
A/n: This Story is purely Fanfiction, Just something that came to my head, the chapters will be updated really slowly only when it comes to mind. I hope you enjoy this chapter :)
