Author: LovelyVal PM
There's No Place Like London SEQUEL. Emma and Harry's life is about to get bombarded with a series of unfortunate events that would make them doubt if their love is indeed as great and powerful to keep them together forever.Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Romance - Chapters: 18 - Words: 22,438 - Reviews: 36 - Favs: 6 - Follows: 5 - Updated: 06-16-12 - Published: 01-09-12 - Status: Complete - id: 7726254
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Hello there again (:
So, I'm going to do something for you guys today
I'm going to post BOTH of the stories' first chapter and you'll tell me which one you'd like me to continue first…
Does that sound good to you?
Well, I'm going to do it either way, so you'll just have to go along with me for a second. It's just…I couldn't make up my mind, because at first you wanted me to do the prequel, then after TNPLL ended you wanted to read what was going to happen next, so this is the best way to set things straight and everything.
The one who gets more reviews (and of course, the most positive) will be continued first, so it's vital that you REVIEW AFTER READING.
But before I start anything, THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR READING AND REVIEWING!
I logged in two days ago and today and bumped into an awful lot of emails from this site letting me know how many of you guys reviewed, listed me as a favorite author, listed TNPLL as favorite story and put me on Alert.
THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU.
I hope you guys like these stories, thank you, these one's are for you :D
(There's no place like London sequel)
I'd be lying if I told you that I was feeling good. Yes, it seemed like I was, but the truth is, every inch of my body hurt and ached, without mentioning the occasional blindness and strong pain on both the abdomen and head.
But I had to hide it, didn't I? Everyone was so happy to see me alive that I didn't want to ruin the mood by telling them to shut up, leave the room and let me rest. After all, they had stayed on the hospital these past few weeks with me, waiting for me to wake up and never ever failed to visit.
Harry had gone to grab a cup of coffee and I saw this as my chance. It felt corny, cliché and stupid, but I had a sudden urge to do it.
I stretched out my hand towards the bag that was resting on the armchair next to my bed, where Harry had stayed most of his time, just staring at me, looking like he wanted to suck up every moment of life I had and uncertain if this was the last.
I pulled it on top of me and rummaged trough the piles of clothes.
"Aha!" I chirped as I lifted a notepad where Harry would write, or at least attempted to, a couple of songs when he was bored. After placing the bag carefully to its original place, I grabbed a pen from the night stand and stared blankly at the page in front of me.
I wasn't a pessimist, and I would never be, but I felt it coming, and I wouldn't leave without saying goodbye.
Farewell…I started writing. No, it seemed too melodramatic.
I started biting the pen as if it would give me inspiration just by torturing it between my teeth, and started to think.
I nodded and smiled to myself, looked down on the page and started writing with reckless abandon.
I slurped down the last droplets of coffee that remained on the bottom of the plastic cup I was holding and grimaced. It tasted terrible, but it was the only thing that kept me awake and active. Our manager had texted me a few minutes ago asking if I would be able to make it to the interview. I just ignored it and shoved my phone back in my pocket.
I knocked on the door lightly and peeked my head trough the gap.
"Hello" I smiled. Emma turned around violently and smiled awkwardly.
"What are you doing?" I said and raised my eyebrow curiously.
"Nothing" She pretended to chuckle
"Emma" I glared at her and crossed my eyes over my chest
She smoothed down her dark hair and grinned "Really, it's nothing"
"What's that?" I said and pointed to the tip of an unknown object that remained under the mattress. I made my way to the other side of the room and inspected it "Is that my notepad?"
"No" She snapped "Leave it alone" She said and pressed it further inside, hiding it from view.
"Well…" I squinted my eyes "I'm going to the loo" I said and turned around
"Have a nice evacuation!" She said, making me laugh
"Go on then!" She signaled me to leave and I blew a kiss
"I love you"
"I love you too" She smiled
I shouldn't have left the room. I shouldn't have gone to take a piss. I shouldn't have, I just shouldn't have.
Everything was going perfectly; she was going to be discharged in two days, and we'd go back to our normal life.
But I had to go and take a leak, didn't I?
Mrs. Jones, the nurse, stood nervously on the door as I walked towards it.
I heard agitation inside the room and frowned
"What's going on?"
She hesitated, but before she could answer the doctors burst trough the door, pulling her on an examining bed, laid down, connected to tons of cables, all running towards the E.R
"Where are you taking her?" My eyes darted back and forth as I ran along with them
"Mr. Styles, I'd appreciate if you'd wait here" The doctor yelled as he went trough a huge white door.
I stomped on my feet, my heart racing, nervous, and confused.
"What happened to her? She was just fine!" I cried out as the nurse walked towards me
She pressed her lips tightly "She had a heart attack"