Romancing The Jungle
Styled. (17th Chapter)
…Thirty Minutes Later (At Oxford’s Street)…
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Valerie's POV:
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Throughout his first car ride, harry has been filled with enthusiasm. Between my car and the limousine, I chose the limo because I thought it would be better if I kept a close eye on Harry, while my driver took over. My estimation was in place, because once the car started moving, Harry hovered over me in fear. I didn’t get shocked by his action, because this is our human nature.
We all fear the new, but once the new becomes a part of our lives; the fear fades eventually and becomes routine. It took soothing words and continuous shoulder rubs to calm Harry down. Once he got used to the motion, he flung himself off of me, and pasted his face on the glass window. I watched him as his eyes were scanning the streets of my beloved city, drinking the architecture and the people walking by. Once the car parked, the driver assisted me to get Harry out of the car.
“Miss, when would you be back? Shall I wait for you and for the gentleman?” I look at my phone watch, as I think to myself. “We will be done in two hours, Greg. If you’d like to go somewhere feel free, but please make sure to be here at the estimated time.” He smiles professionally, as Harry and I begin walking. His eyes travel from face to face, scanning the people and smiling at them in wonder.
Keeping my fingers locked with his, I took a glance at what he was looking at right now. We passed a stall that sells ice-cream, and Harry’s green eyes were fascinated by how the sweetened goods look like in a cone. “Harry? (He looks at me, waiting) Do you want one?” He didn’t need to answer, because he just looked back again to the ice-cream stall. I walked him closer to the stall, as I ordered a chocolate flavoured cone for him.
“There you go, sonny.” The humble saler gave the cone to Harry, as Harry spoke cutely: “Sorry, Harry.” The old man’s face scrunched in confusion, as I whispered something in Harry’s ear. “Tha-nk you.” I separated the words for him, praying he would repeat them perfectly. “(He smiled goofily at the man, and spoke) Thaank youu!” The man nodded, returning a smile at Harry’s cheerful voice. We walked away, proceeding with our path until I noticed Harry’s prior concentration.
His eyes were glued to the cone, which made me notice that he doesn’t know what to do with it. Instantly, a little boy with his mother passed by us, as he was licking the cream from his own cone. I pointed my finger to the boy, and Harry seemed to capture the eating technique. He carefully dipped his pink tongue into the layer of the cream, as his eyes glowed from the sugary flavour.
He twirled the ice cream joyfully, as I giggled at how innocent he is. “(I cooed to grab his attention) Harry. (His happy eyes glittered at me, as I pointed at the cone) Ice- cream.” He smiled and rubbed his belly, joyfully. “ICE CREAM!” He yelled with a sugar rush, making the woman passing by us flinch at the sudden claim. His yummy treat was able to maintain his focus, until we reached the designated store, Yves Saint Laurent.
By the time I was ready to step inside, Harry was finished with his cone. His hands and mouth were sticky and covered by melted chocolate, which made me take out a wet wipe from my bag. I held both his hands and swiped the tissue, then wiped the chocolate from his soft mouth. “Come, let’s get you Styled.” He walked with me into the store, as we got welcomed by the manager.
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Valerie's POV:
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Throughout his first car ride, harry has been filled with enthusiasm. Between my car and the limousine, I chose the limo because I thought it would be better if I kept a close eye on Harry, while my driver took over. My estimation was in place, because once the car started moving, Harry hovered over me in fear. I didn’t get shocked by his action, because this is our human nature.
We all fear the new, but once the new becomes a part of our lives; the fear fades eventually and becomes routine. It took soothing words and continuous shoulder rubs to calm Harry down. Once he got used to the motion, he flung himself off of me, and pasted his face on the glass window. I watched him as his eyes were scanning the streets of my beloved city, drinking the architecture and the people walking by. Once the car parked, the driver assisted me to get Harry out of the car.
“Miss, when would you be back? Shall I wait for you and for the gentleman?” I look at my phone watch, as I think to myself. “We will be done in two hours, Greg. If you’d like to go somewhere feel free, but please make sure to be here at the estimated time.” He smiles professionally, as Harry and I begin walking. His eyes travel from face to face, scanning the people and smiling at them in wonder.
Keeping my fingers locked with his, I took a glance at what he was looking at right now. We passed a stall that sells ice-cream, and Harry’s green eyes were fascinated by how the sweetened goods look like in a cone. “Harry? (He looks at me, waiting) Do you want one?” He didn’t need to answer, because he just looked back again to the ice-cream stall. I walked him closer to the stall, as I ordered a chocolate flavoured cone for him.
“There you go, sonny.” The humble saler gave the cone to Harry, as Harry spoke cutely: “Sorry, Harry.” The old man’s face scrunched in confusion, as I whispered something in Harry’s ear. “Tha-nk you.” I separated the words for him, praying he would repeat them perfectly. “(He smiled goofily at the man, and spoke) Thaank youu!” The man nodded, returning a smile at Harry’s cheerful voice. We walked away, proceeding with our path until I noticed Harry’s prior concentration.
His eyes were glued to the cone, which made me notice that he doesn’t know what to do with it. Instantly, a little boy with his mother passed by us, as he was licking the cream from his own cone. I pointed my finger to the boy, and Harry seemed to capture the eating technique. He carefully dipped his pink tongue into the layer of the cream, as his eyes glowed from the sugary flavour.
He twirled the ice cream joyfully, as I giggled at how innocent he is. “(I cooed to grab his attention) Harry. (His happy eyes glittered at me, as I pointed at the cone) Ice- cream.” He smiled and rubbed his belly, joyfully. “ICE CREAM!” He yelled with a sugar rush, making the woman passing by us flinch at the sudden claim. His yummy treat was able to maintain his focus, until we reached the designated store, Yves Saint Laurent.
By the time I was ready to step inside, Harry was finished with his cone. His hands and mouth were sticky and covered by melted chocolate, which made me take out a wet wipe from my bag. I held both his hands and swiped the tissue, then wiped the chocolate from his soft mouth. “Come, let’s get you Styled.” He walked with me into the store, as we got welcomed by the manager.
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6/9/15