My Saviour
Chapter 22
Kylie’s P.O.V
-5 days later-
Today I’m moving into my apartment. Harry managed to get the day off so he’s going to help me move my things. The house has finally finished being analysed and I’ve just got to clear it out, which consists of chucking out everything damaged or stained and selling the rest of it, as well as sending Ben and Lauren some things from their rooms. It will help me be able to buy things for my apartment because it only comes with basic furniture. I’ll need things to make it more homey and at the moment, I barely have enough money to pay rent every month. I put the last box into Harry’s car and he shut the boot.
“Where is it?” He asked as we got into his car.
“North Acton.” I told him.
“That’s like half way across London. You’re really going to commute that much?” He shook his head in disbelief. I don’t want to tell him that it’s the only thing I can afford but it’s true. If I tell him, he’ll insist on giving me money and I don’t want that. I want to earn my own money and pay for my own things and if that means travelling a lot to get to Harry’s or work, I’ll do it. I couldn’t stand him paying for things. I got myself into this mess and now it’s time to get out of it. Also, it’s far away from the house so if Dad comes back, he won’t find me.
“Yes Harry. It’s a nice apartment and I like it. I’m not asking you to commute am I?” I pointed out and he sighed and shook his head, letting me know I’d won. He pulled out of his driveway and I’ve got to admit I’m going to miss staying at his huge house. We chatted for the whole way to my new apartment and as Harry pulled up in the car park he looked around.
“It doesn’t look that bad I guess,” he said sarcastically, shrugging.
“Harry stop it. You haven’t even seen inside yet.” I got out of the car and opened the boot. I took my suitcase and a box and Harry took two boxes before shutting the boot again and locking his car. We walked up to the doors of the block and they opened automatically. “It’s on the eleventh floor.” I said when we were in the elevator. Harry pressed the button and the elevator began to move. When it stopped at my floor, the doors opened and we walked out into the dark hallway. There’s only one window in here so it’s so dark. I went to my apartment and opened the door, walking inside. The first thing you walk into is the living/dining room which is quite big. I put down my things and Harry put down the boxes he was holding.
“This is nice.” He looked at the living room. I showed him the bedroom, bathroom and kitchen too and I think he liked it but he must have high expectations living where he does.
“This is how all us non-millionaires live.” I teased him and he just smiled.
“I still wish you weren’t moving out.” He admitted.
“Well I am. I don’t want to be in a house that isn’t mine on my own when you’re on tour so I have my own place to live.” I can afford it and it’s not in too bad a place. I mean, I used to live in Hampstead but I could never ever afford an apartment there. I know how bad North Acton, or just Acton in general can be and I don’t plan to walk around outside in the middle of the night.
“Just promise me you’ll look after yourself. Acton doesn’t really have good reviews does it?” Harry warned.
“I’ll either be at work or yours most of the time anyway. I know you don’t like me living around here but really, I can’t afford anywhere in Hampstead so Acton will have to do.” I reminded him.
“What are you going to do when you work a night shift and get back here at half 12?” He asked.
“Get a taxi.” I told him.
“Fine, let’s just get the rest of your things and then I’ll help you unpack. I may as well spend my day off doing something useful.” Harry went to the door and walked out of it, me following behind. After all of my things were in the apartment, we began to unpack. There isn’t much storage space here but we managed.
We were sat on the couch and I was in Harry’s arms.
“Do you have to move here?” He moaned, kissing my cheek.
“We’ve just spent the entire day unpacking so yes, but even if it was all still in boxes, yes.” I replied, getting quite fed up of him not wanting me to leave his house. “I start back at work tomorrow,” I told him in an attempt to change the subject.
“I’m happy for you; at least you won’t be sitting around bored out of your mind. Anyway, speaking of work, I have to get home and go to bed babe.” He reminded me.
“Okay, I’ll see you soon.” I smiled at him and stood up. He stood up too and kissed me goodbye before walking to the door.
“Come and see me whenever you want.” He spoke as he opened the door. “Bye baby,” he walked out of the door.
“Bye!” I called after him.
-5 days later-
Today I’m moving into my apartment. Harry managed to get the day off so he’s going to help me move my things. The house has finally finished being analysed and I’ve just got to clear it out, which consists of chucking out everything damaged or stained and selling the rest of it, as well as sending Ben and Lauren some things from their rooms. It will help me be able to buy things for my apartment because it only comes with basic furniture. I’ll need things to make it more homey and at the moment, I barely have enough money to pay rent every month. I put the last box into Harry’s car and he shut the boot.
“Where is it?” He asked as we got into his car.
“North Acton.” I told him.
“That’s like half way across London. You’re really going to commute that much?” He shook his head in disbelief. I don’t want to tell him that it’s the only thing I can afford but it’s true. If I tell him, he’ll insist on giving me money and I don’t want that. I want to earn my own money and pay for my own things and if that means travelling a lot to get to Harry’s or work, I’ll do it. I couldn’t stand him paying for things. I got myself into this mess and now it’s time to get out of it. Also, it’s far away from the house so if Dad comes back, he won’t find me.
“Yes Harry. It’s a nice apartment and I like it. I’m not asking you to commute am I?” I pointed out and he sighed and shook his head, letting me know I’d won. He pulled out of his driveway and I’ve got to admit I’m going to miss staying at his huge house. We chatted for the whole way to my new apartment and as Harry pulled up in the car park he looked around.
“It doesn’t look that bad I guess,” he said sarcastically, shrugging.
“Harry stop it. You haven’t even seen inside yet.” I got out of the car and opened the boot. I took my suitcase and a box and Harry took two boxes before shutting the boot again and locking his car. We walked up to the doors of the block and they opened automatically. “It’s on the eleventh floor.” I said when we were in the elevator. Harry pressed the button and the elevator began to move. When it stopped at my floor, the doors opened and we walked out into the dark hallway. There’s only one window in here so it’s so dark. I went to my apartment and opened the door, walking inside. The first thing you walk into is the living/dining room which is quite big. I put down my things and Harry put down the boxes he was holding.
“This is nice.” He looked at the living room. I showed him the bedroom, bathroom and kitchen too and I think he liked it but he must have high expectations living where he does.
“This is how all us non-millionaires live.” I teased him and he just smiled.
“I still wish you weren’t moving out.” He admitted.
“Well I am. I don’t want to be in a house that isn’t mine on my own when you’re on tour so I have my own place to live.” I can afford it and it’s not in too bad a place. I mean, I used to live in Hampstead but I could never ever afford an apartment there. I know how bad North Acton, or just Acton in general can be and I don’t plan to walk around outside in the middle of the night.
“Just promise me you’ll look after yourself. Acton doesn’t really have good reviews does it?” Harry warned.
“I’ll either be at work or yours most of the time anyway. I know you don’t like me living around here but really, I can’t afford anywhere in Hampstead so Acton will have to do.” I reminded him.
“What are you going to do when you work a night shift and get back here at half 12?” He asked.
“Get a taxi.” I told him.
“Fine, let’s just get the rest of your things and then I’ll help you unpack. I may as well spend my day off doing something useful.” Harry went to the door and walked out of it, me following behind. After all of my things were in the apartment, we began to unpack. There isn’t much storage space here but we managed.
We were sat on the couch and I was in Harry’s arms.
“Do you have to move here?” He moaned, kissing my cheek.
“We’ve just spent the entire day unpacking so yes, but even if it was all still in boxes, yes.” I replied, getting quite fed up of him not wanting me to leave his house. “I start back at work tomorrow,” I told him in an attempt to change the subject.
“I’m happy for you; at least you won’t be sitting around bored out of your mind. Anyway, speaking of work, I have to get home and go to bed babe.” He reminded me.
“Okay, I’ll see you soon.” I smiled at him and stood up. He stood up too and kissed me goodbye before walking to the door.
“Come and see me whenever you want.” He spoke as he opened the door. “Bye baby,” he walked out of the door.
“Bye!” I called after him.
Notes
This was quite a short chapter for how long I made you wait but I keep getting so distracted every time I go to write, I promise I will start to get ahead on this story so you can have updates every couple of days.
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