By: worthy stories
Hailey’s pov 🔥
Second day in England, Nathan and I spent exploring London like yesterday.
We visited art galleries and other famous sites.
There was just so much to see in London, it was a beautiful city.
I dragged Nathan to a Harry Potter tour, something he wasn’t too thrilled about, but as I get to demand whatever I want today since I won the bet yesterday, he was helpless.
So he tagged along with me in the ridiculously girlish baby pink shirt with flowers and butterflies, which I picked for him to make him suffer.
Now it was late evening and I had booked tickets for the Coldplay concert at the O2 stadium.
Nathan wasn’t too thrilled about that either, so as a compromise, I let him choose his own clothes.
For my part, I wore black leather pants that reached below my knees and a jewelled yellow crop top, with some black heels and my hair pulled in a ponytail.
“Why are we at a Coldplay concert for heaven’s sake?” Nathan grumbled not for the first time.1
He wasn’t a huge fan of Coldplay I take it, but I liked them. They had good music and they were British.
“Because I like them,” I replied.
“At least it’s not one direction,” he mumbled.
“Excuse me?” I asked getting angry. I hated when someone disrespects 1D. They are my absolute faves.
“You have a problem with one direction?” I asked him in a challenging tone.
“Oh no, no! Who could ever hate one direction, the greatest boyband of all time?”
“What I thought,” I said, ignoring his obvious sarcasm.
“Now shut up before I doll you up in 1D merch,”
That seemed to shut him up for good.
The concert was in full swing and I was grooving to Chris Martin’s sexy voice.
Nathan too, despite his earlier reluctance, was enjoying himself.
During the concert, I made friends with some cute British guy who was next to me. We were both openly hitting on each other.
Oh did I mention that I had a thing for British guys with their sexy as hell accent? Well I do.
On more than one instance, Nathan caught me drooling or casualy flirting with the British guy, whose name was Olly.
He was sexy and cute, had a accent and was a gentleman.
And I couldn’t say I didn’t liked the attention he was giving me.
It annoyed Nathan and so I did it all the more. But when the concert came to an end Olly asked if I would like to get some drinks and Nathan decided he had had enough.
He pulled me by the arm and said to Olly,
“As fun as that sounds, me and my partner need to get back to our hotel now,”
With that he yanked me away and towards the exit, not giving me a chance to say anything.
“What did you do that for?” I asked him, annoyed, but actually I was also quite amused.
“He was flirting with you,” he said.
“Yeah I know, I’m not dumb,”
We reached the parking lot and he stopped and turned to face me.
“You know, he was only trying to get into your pants. He only wanted sex from you,” he tried again.
“Yeah and what’s wrong with that? It’s not like I wanted anything different from him. Besides he was cute.”
“Wait, so you’re down to sleeping with some random guy you just met?” He asked in disbelief.
“Pretty sure that’s what a one night stand is,” I told him.
“Wow, you’re… Jeez,” he sneered in disgust.
I’m what?” Now I was getting mad at him. “Do I need to remind you that you did the same thing?
It was ok when you were the one doing it, but me doing it is ‘jeez’? Girls too have needs that have to be taken care of.”
“If it’s sex you want, you could have just asked me,” he said with a smirk on his face, taking a step towards me.
“And risk getting STD? No thanks,” and with that I left him standing there and went to our car.
I was in the passenger seat as Nathan drove through the streets of London.
We’ve been driving around for awhile now, but the streets look oddly unfamiliar. I didn’t recognise them to be the ones near our hotel.
“Where are we going?” I asked Nathan, again.
“You’ll see, now shut up” he mumbled after some time.
He was grumpy ever since we left the parking lot.
My bet is he didn’t take the STD comment in good stride. Maybe I went too far? I don’t really think so.
But still I should apologize if I hurt him. Afterall some people could see it as offensive.
“Listen Nathan,” I started, “about the STD thing, I said it as a joke. I didn’t mean to be hurtful.”
He turned to look at me.
“You think your pesky little attitude hurt me?” He asked.
“Well, you’ve been grumpy since we left the parking lot,” I answered.
“And you think it’s because of your failed attempt to roast me?”
“Given the fact that you’ve been down in the dumps ever since then, I’ll say you got quite a burn,” I shot back
“I’m in a foul mood because I got some not so good news from work,” he replied. “Not because of anything you said.”
“Whatever,” I dismissed him.
After some time, he pulled up at the Tower Bridge.
“C’mon now” he said, getting out of the car.
I joined him and we went for a little walk on the Tower Bridge.
The place was really beautiful, and with all the lights at night and the fast moving traffic, it was just wonderful.
The water below shimmered, reflecting the bright lights and the stars in the sky shone bright.
The cool air sent a shiver up my spine and I pulled my jacket closer.
We walked in silence and I enjoyed the peace and calm. I took the time to reflect on my life for a bit.
I have been so busy pushing everyone away that now I’m stuck with very few people in my life.
And even though I tell myself it’s for the best, I can’t help but feel so lonely.
I’ve immersed myself in my work and I enjoy what I do, but I don’t have a life outside it.
Nothing to look forward to when I get back home, no plans for the weekend, no friends to share my experiences with.
I’ve become a shell of the person I once was.
Back in the day, I was always surrounded my people and friends, I was more lively and active, an outdoor and adventurous person, someone who lived for the thrill of life.
But that all changed. Now here I am. Just barely surviving.
I looped my arm with Nathan’s arm and rested my head on his upper arm as we continued our little walk.
Just a week ago we were strangers who hated each other’s gut.
But now here we were, walking arm in arm in London.
Yesterday and today proved that we could be friends.
We put our differences aside and really enjoyed our trip, we had lots of fun together.
And I never thought my introvert ass would say this, but I actually liked his company.
He was fun and filled with excitement when he wasn’t being an arrogant jerk.
I liked how within just two days, we were able to bond.
Obviously, if we were going to make our marriage work, we would have to settle everything first and would have to put in a lot of effort to work it all out.
It wasn’t going to be a walk in the park that’s for sure, but this was definitely a start.
I really wanted this marriage to work even though I keep telling myself otherwise.
It means a lot to me though I’ll never really admit it out loud.
And I’m glad that I got the chance to know my husband a little better now.
I learnt a lot of things about him on this trip.
1)He hated olives.
2)He was afraid of spiders (he denied it but I know it’s true)
3)He doesn’t know how to play videogames.
4)He never baked a cake.
5)He’s a huge fan of Green day and Linkin park.
6)He’s favourite movie is the Godfather.
7)He’s a mama’s boy (surprise, surprise)
8)Favourite basketball team is Knicks
9)He can play the piano.
He proved the last one when he took me to this restaurant where they had live music and he jumped on the stage to play a piece for me on the piano.
We stopped for a while and just took in the beauty of this place.
With his hand in mine, I felt something I promised myself I would never feel again.
Third day in London we decided to spend apart and I was grateful.
I was eager to put some space between us as I felt things were moving too fast.
Also, I was starting to develop something for him and it wasn’t a good sign.
I couldn’t let my guard down.
He hadn’t earned it yet. And I didn’t want to make myself vulnerable.
It was late in the evening when I returned to the hotel suite after spending the day in London by myself.
Nathan wasn’t back yet and I had no idea where he was or what he was doing.
I put my shopping bags down on the coffee table.
Oh yes that’s right, I spent the day shopping. Now this may seem weird to most of you’ll, but I haven’t been shopping in ages.
If I needed something, I’d ask one of my secretaries to get it or in most cases it was my grandma who would do my shopping for me.
So after a long time, I truly enjoyed shopping in London.
I was tired after a long day and so jumped in the shower.
After a long long bath, I stepped out of the bathroom to see Nathan plopped on the bed. He looked up at a stunned me and said,
“You take a long time to bathe you know that”
I just rolled my eyes and walked to the closet.
“C’mon get ready,” he said enthusiastically.
“Where are we going, Nathan?” I asked him in a drained voice. “I’m tired now.”
“Tired after spending the whole day shopping,” he remarked. I didn’t bother to reply.
“Well,” he continued, “you can’t say you visited London without hitting a good ol’ English pub.”
I gasped. “That accent was horribly done.”
He looked offended and feigned hurt. He gave me his best pout and I uselessly tried not to giggle.
“My lady,” he said, “you do me wrong. I was just asking for your sweet company.”
“Nathan the flatterer,” I teased “who would have thought!”
“Ok now get ready,” he said chuckling.
I quickly went into the closet and got ready into an outfit I had just purchased.
There was a pub just across from our hotel at a distance of approximately five minutes by foot, so that’s where we went.
And let me tell you, pubs in London just hit different. There’s this whole different feel than a club in America.
This pub was nice and comfy with not too many people overcrowding.
There were different sorts of games and many people sat conversing and drinking.
There was indie music playing and also a karaoke machine present.
Some people were dancing on the middle of the mini dance floor but most were occupied by the various games.
We ordered a couple of drinks and engaged ourselves in playing games such as cards, billiards, carom and even board games.
There were some really amazing people who kept us company and entertained us.
As the night kept progressing, the drinks kept pouring, enough to leave us drunk as hell.
After enjoying ourselves thoroughly at the pub and calling an end to our amazing trip, Nathan and I stumbled towards our hotel.
We were both completely drunk and leaning on each other for support as we entered the elevator.
We stood leaning on the walls of the elevator as it made its way up to our suite.
I turned to look at Nathan and left out a drunken giggle.
He was staring at me weirdly but I was too drunk to notice.
And then, all of a sudden, I felt his lips smash into mine.
I found myself kissing him back with equal vigor.
In our drunk state, all sense was out of the window.
All caution, all thought, everything disappeared and the only thing I could concentrate on was his lips against mine.
Love in the Air ❤️❤️❤️