Forever after all

ONE

•MEMPHIS•

"Mikey this is it" I said to my best friend as he unlocked the door to our new apartment. As soon as the door opened we looked at each other and smiled, knowing we would love living by ourselves.

Mikey grabbed my big suitcase and my slightly smaller suitcase that had a duffle bad attached and brought them inside the door. I grabbed my other duffle bag and backpack and walked inside. I then tried to help Mikey get his, but he wouldn't let me. That's what I love about my best friend, he's a gentleman.

As I stepped inside I couldn't help but just smile as I walked some of my things to my room. Our parents already came here yesterday and brought all of our bedroom and house things, forcing us to stay in a hotel since we didn't have beds. I go to the very back of the hall and on a door I see a purple 'Z', giving me the signal that it's my room.

I walk in and see the white walls with the lavender accent, my bed in the middle of the accent wall, my vanity next to the door, and my chairs and other decorations everywhere. But I don't see my dresser. I open the closet door to see a big closet. My dresser was on the right, the rack of clothes on the left, and at the end in the middle was my big body mirror with fairy lights around it.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard "MEMPHISSSSSSSS". I ran, knowing Michael needed help. I see him in his room "What's wrong Mikey?" I asked. "Nothing. I just wanted you to see my room." He smirked. I smacked his arm playfully because he knew he had worried me.

"Looks like I got the biggest room." He bragged. I rolled my eyes, "I don't care because I have the biggest closet." I smirked and skipped out of his room. He followed me to my room and ran to the closet, "Good lord almighty Lizzy Bear, this could be an extra bedroom." Michael laughed.

He then went to his room. I unpacked almost all my stuff before I realized it was 8:00. Right before I walked out of my closet to go to Michael's room, my front door busted open "I'm hungry." Michael said as he layed on my bed. "You thinking what I am?" I asked with a grin. He counted to three and on 3 we both said "Waffle House."

I threw on my lavender crocs and grabbed my things. "You're driving." I announced as I walked past his room. "Wasn't gonna let you drive anyways." He chirped back. I waited at the front door then he came.

We walked out and he locked the door behind him. We walked to the truck and he opened my door for me. I climbed in and he shut the door and ran to his side. I immediately took off my shoes and put my feet on the dash. He tossed me the AUX cord as I buckled.

I decided to play Morgan wallen's new album 'Dangerous'. The first song that came on was Wasted on you. That's our new favorite song. We jammed out to Morgan wallen while we drove. It took us about 10 minutes to get there.

When we got there, he opened my door for me and we went in. We took a small booth and sat there. "What are you getting?" I asked. "Chocolate chip pancake, with a has brown." He said. "I'll get that too." I said and closed the menu. "Memphis, you can barely finish half a waffle." He said and laughed.

I rolled my eyes, knowing he was right. "How about I give you a quarter of mine and just order an extra hash brown with my meal?" He said. I smiled and nodded "Make sure you order it-" "Yeah yeah with cheese and ham" he cut me off. "Oh and-" "Chocolate milk to drink." He finished my sentence again. I smiled because he knew me so well.

The waitress came out shortly to take our orders. Shortly after, we got our food. We enjoyed our night while it lasted, because tomorrow we have to get our apartment done.