Forever

Walking The Streets Of London

Ah. The streets of London. Such beautiful places. London is actually one of the mist famous cities in the world! I haven't always lived in London. I lived in Manchester up until I was 20. I decided to start a new chapter in my life and move away from the northern drama. I'm 25 now and I live in a small 2 bedroom flat that is about 10 minutes from the London eye. Yes it is exspensive, but I worked for it.

I work in a bridal boutique, my bridal boutique to be precise. It's called 'London's Mysteries'. I love it, although  can be a bit hectic at times.

When I was living in Manchester, there was this boy called Nathan. No. He was not my boyfriend. He was my best friend. We did everything together, but since moving to London, I haven't seen him.

Right now, I'm sitting in star bucks. I'm a regular at the shop since I go there pretty much 6-7 times a week. I order my coffee an then sit down at a table and then start my work. I'm typing away, minding my own business, when a man walks past and knocks into me; causing my drink to spill down my dress. I immediately stand up and try to wipe the coffee away with my hands. I look up and I can't believe m eyes.

"No way. Harper! It's been too long." Says Nathan as he wraps his arms around me.

I wipe the rest of The sipping wet patches and then sit back down. Nathan sits opposite me and I can't stop smiling. I haven't seen him since I moved from Manchester! Funny thing is that was I was actually going to try and contact him.

"So how have you been Nathan?" I ask as I cup my new coffee.

"I'm great. I didn't think I'd be bundling into you." Nathan stares into my baby blue eyes. I feel myself blush.

"So, what brings you to London?" I ask.

"Well, um, I'm sort of following in your footsteps." Says Nathan as he scratches he back of his neck.

"I don't follow." I say as I take a sip of my coffee.

"I'm moving to London. I mean, we are moving to London." Says Nathan as he takes a sip of his water.

The smile from my face disappears. What is Nathan trying to tell me ad what could it mean for our friendship?

"We?" I force a fake smile.

"Sorry. Me and my finacé Gabriella. We met whilst I was on holiday in Paris. We got engaged 8 months and 3 weeks later and our wedding is in the summer." Says Natha; still not realising my expression.

"Oh. Congratulations." I sat as I continue to force a smile.

"Harper. You should come! It would be a great chance to see my parents again and see Gabriella!" Sassy Natan as excitement invades his face.

I stand up, feeling mortified and sick to the stomach. Why is this happening? Please! Someone stop everything from spinning.

"Come to your wedding? How do You expect me to sit in the back and watch the man I love marry some French tart. I would love to meet your parents, but if it were to be at a wedding, I always imagined it to be our wedding." I say as tears escape from my eyes.

I pack up my stuff and don't give a care to those who are looking. I walk out the shop and I travel for about 30 meters before I feel a hand grab my arms pull me round. It's Nathan.

"You love me?" Nathan asks as he takes my bags and plops them on the floor next to me.

"Yes. I always have and I always will. I wanted to tell you before I moved to London, but you wouldn't answer the phone or reply to my texts. I thought you never wanted to speak to me again." I say as I cry my eyes out.

"This is crazy, but..." Nathan finishes his sentence by locking his lips with mine.

When the kiss breaks I step back. I've always wanted that kiss. I've been waiting all my life for that kiss. He's my best friend and I've always had thag secret girlish crush on him.

"I'm sorry." Says Nathan.

"No. I shouldn't have confessed my love for you. You are getting married and I want you to be happy. I have to go." I pick my bags up, but just as I walk away Nathan shouts something.

"Can we meet up again soon?" Shouts Nathan.

"Now's not the greatest of times." I say to him and then I continue walking back to my flat. I get inside and slam the door. I lean against it and slide down so I'm sitting with my knees at chest level. I put my hands in my head and cry.

"You love him, but you can't be with him." I say to myself.