Inciting Incident (Harry Styles)

Chapter 7

According to you
I'm stupid
I'm useless
I can't do anything right

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Friday came around far too quick for my liking, the quicker the days go the sooner I'm back to my boring, uneventful life back in Cornwall and although I missed Callum, London so far had been the breath of fresh air I so desperately needed.

Wednesday we went onto the open-top bus, around London. We saw the London Eye, Buckingham palace which had my eyes bulging out of my head, imagine that being your house! We went around Big Ben and I couldn't believe how beautiful it was although I'd probably still manage to be late if that was anywhere near my house...honestly, I'd still manage to be late if it was inside my flat staring at me in the face. As the wind blew through my hair the cool, refreshing breeze of London hit me and I imagined that that was the closest I'd ever get to feel truly free.

After the open-top bus, we decided that we should go onto the London Eye, and I didn't realize how flat London actually was, Cornwall has always been so hilly and bumpy. Of course, the buildings were a lot taller but the actual ground was so flat and grey.

Harry had been spending a lot of time upstairs, apparently, Mr. Styles wasn't as cocky when it came to brit awards or making new music as Gemma said he usually spends most of his time in his room preparing. I'm not entirely sure what for but whatever gets you through it.

Thursday we decided to go shopping, as I didn't pack anything appropriate to wear for a night out, so we ended up at Oxford Street. Let's just say thank goodness for savings or else I'd be in my overdraft with how many things I want to buy.

We went to all the amazing shops, including AllSaints, Jack Wills, and my personal favourite, The Disney Store!

Whilst in AllSaints, Gemma picked me out a gorgeous black dress, which has spaghetti straps, a leather, silk look to the material, and came to about mid-thigh with the lace perfectly sewn along the bottom the top the neckline dipped into a V shape which I was pretty nervous about. I don't usually wear such revealing clothing. Callum usually doesn't want me to, however, Gemma insisted that I had to get it and if I didn't she would buy it and burn it, at the realization she was being serious I clutch the dress closer to my chest away from her as she picks me out some black strappy heels to match. You could definitely tell who was more into fashion. Hint: It wasn't me.

Gemma picked out a more classy red dress, which came to just above the knees and I knew then that it would look absolutely amazing on her. Just like everything does. She picked black strap high heels as well and we finally had our outfits for tonight.

After touring Oxford street, we went towards Bond Street as Gemma 'had' to take me to Gucci. Once we got to the shop I was completely dumbfounded just by the outside, it was on the corner of the street and the building itself was memorizing but looked very expensive. I followed Gemma into the dark shop with small spotlights throughout highlighting some of the products.

I moved away from Gemma as I stared at the beautiful outfits behind the display glass. "Wow!" Was all I could say, each time I looked at a different pieces of clothing. I was too scared to touch anything due to everything being way out of my price range. Actually being in here is out of my price range. I never understood why it was so expensive but I guess people just pay for the name. I bet only stupid, rich people went there.

I didn't realize when Harry turned up, he was talking to Gemma and she walked towards me, explaining why he was here "Harry is the new face for Gucci, so he had a fitting for a suit to wear at the Brit Awards." Gemma said excitedly, as Harry grinned but shook his head. Is The Harry Styles embarrassed?