superrrr thankful. i just posted my first blurb in SO LONG on Wednesday, and from there posted 3 more. i’m so motivated. in total, almost 600 notes. i didn’t expect this at all so from the bottom of my heart, THANK YOU. here’s a lil sneak peak at something i’m working on!
a night in hampstead & coffee - sneak peak
louise came with your drink and as you thanked her, she sat down opposite to you next to laura. “tell us about you week so far, love. how do you like it here?” louise asked.
you took your mask off to sip your drink, and quickly put it back on as they are elderly women sitting opposite to you, not wanting to get them at risk.
“honestly, was good! mostly just unpacking and organizing, my neighbors i saw so far are kind, and yeah other than that i didn’t do much. how’s business here at night? seems empty,” you say slowly eyeing around seeing if there’s anyone.
“actually...” laura trailed, pointing to the little corner behind you on your left. you turn around and see a man writing down in a notebook, with his hood up and a half eaten pastry on the table.
hm. you thought. you couldn’t really see his face as he was looking down while writing, but from the angle he kind of looked familiar.
you turn back around and louise chirps up in a slightly hushed tone so he doesn’t hear what’s being said a few feet away from him (he probably wouldn’t with ed sheeran songs playing in the background), “you might know him, s’harry styles. celebrity. lives around here. he comes here often either early morning or an hour or two before closing-like now. probably likes the quietness, and trying to avoid being caught. but he’s quite the charmer.” she says to you in a cute gossip like manner.
laura agrees, “mhm, quite the gentleman he is.”
oh. that’s why he looked familiar.
moving to hampstead, you knew you were going to run into some celebrities and such. but never really cared much for it. unless it was leonardo dicaprio, but he surely wouldn’t be here. plus, you’ve kind of already grown accustomed to meeting celebrities. the company your dad owns-or used to own, is a modeling agency. so you weren’t as surprised learning it was harry styles sitting alone writing in the coffee shop at night. you kind of expected something like this to happen.
laura and louise gave each other reassuring glances towards each other before looking back at you smiling (you assume) with wide eyes. “y’know..” laura trailed.
“what..why are you two looking at me like that?” you say confusingly.
“look, harry has lived in hampstead for a while now. like we said, he comes here often. we badger him about his love life, how there’s no way a darling like him is having a hard time looking for the one. maybe you could talk to him?”
louise nods, “trust me honey, he’s been here countless of times. he’s seen people around here around your age. and we’ve seen the ones who come in here as well, not one seemed to impress him or catch his eye. we never even tried setting him up with a person until now. no one ever seemed right. maybe you could...” louise trails off.
“oh no, no, no, no.” you stated shaking your head.
coming soon! let me know if you actually want this hahaha a bit nervous posting this, it’s gonna be a bit lengthy and possibly a series. not something i’m used to writing.
