Shot Through The Hart

Moving In

        I walked up the steps of the apartment with three boxes stacked up in my arms. My apartment is on the fifth floor but I refuse to use the elevator due to a life long fear of them. I get to the fifth floor and start walking to room 5C. I am almost there when I trip and all of the boxes go flying and I hear something break.

        "Oh no, oh no, no no. " I say as I run to the noise. I open up the box and see that the custom teapot that my best friend got me 4 years ago has a giant crack in it. I start crying in the middle of the hallway, holding the teapot. This thing cost Eve a hundred dollars and I just broke it on my first day in LA.

        "Hey, are you okay?" I hear. I look up and see a woman standing in front of her apartment, holding a grocery bag. She puts the bag in front of her door and walks towards me. "Do you need help?" she asks, and that is when I realize who she is. Standing in front of me as I cry on the floor is the one and only Hannah Hart. I stare at her for a while before I speak, wiping my tears as I do. 

        "Um, I-I'm fine. I dropped a my boxes and broke my teapot that my friend got me on my 21st birthday and it cost her so much and I broke it on my first day in LA and now I;m rambling and... sorry." I say and look down.        

        "No don't be sorry. Here let me help you." She says and starts picking up the boxes and putting the stuff back in them that fell out.

        "No, you don't have to help me." I say, standing up 

        "It's my pleasure. Welcome to LA by the way."She says and smiles at me. "What room are you in?" she asks and picks up one of the boxes.

        "Oh, um. Room 5C." I say, I put the tea pot back into the box and pick the two other boxes up.

        "Well hello neighbor." She says and starts walking. "Do you have your key?"

        "It;s unlocked." I say and she walks in, setting the box in the 'living room'. Or at least were the living room is going to be. I have no furniture yet so everything is bare. "Thanks for helping me. You didn't have too." I say

        "Don't be silly. Do you have anything else you need help with?" she asks

        "I still have boxes in my car." I say

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        Hannah and I walk back in my apartment with the rest of my stuff. I start putting all of the grocery's I got on the way here in the refrigerator. 

        "Do you want any wine?" I ask her. 

        "Yeah, that sounds great!" she says smiling. I pull two mugs out of one of the boxes and rinse them out. I open the wine and fill the mugs with it, giving one of the mugs to Hannah.

        "You like Doctor Who?" she asks pointing at my mug that has a diagram of a dalek on it.

        "Oh yeah. I love Doctor Who, it is one of my favorite shows." I say smiling

        "That's awesome!" Hannah says and takes a sip of her wine. 

        "Thanks again for helping me move in Hannah." I say to her.

        "Um... I don't remember telling you my name." she says, looking at me skeptically. I turn bright red and look down.

        "Yeah um, well. I'm actually a pretty big fan of yours, I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to think I was some crazy fan girl or anything." There is a moment of silence and then Hannah starts laughing. I look up wondering what was funny. I was expecting her to be creaped out or something.

        "I thought you were like a stalker or something at first." she says still laughing. I smirk and look up at her.

        "Nope just a healthy fan with no history of stalking." I say, We both laugh and then start talking again.

        "So, where did you move from?" Hannah asks

        "Charlotte, North Carolina." I say " I hated that place, I had to get out."

        "I have a friend from North Carolina." Hannah says

        "Yeah, I know." my eyes widen and I blush. "Um I mean I watch Mamries videos. Oh god I sound like a stalker." I groan

        "Your fine." Hannah says laughing  "So... do you have any furniture being sent today? This place is pretty empty."

        "No actually. I was planing on going to Ikea tomorrow and just sleep on the floor tonight." i say

        "You can stay at my place is you need to. I have a couch." she says

        "No. " I say " I mean, you have done so much for me today, I can't invade your home."

        "Don't be silly come on. You can even be in the 'My Drunk Kitchen' I am filming today"

        "Really/" I ask, wide eyed.

        "Yeah, I mean we are already ahead." she says and shows me her mug. I laugh and nod.

        "Okay, sounds fun."

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        "Ah!" I scream as I burn my hand on the pan of casserole we tried too make. I mean, it was supposed to be casserole. It just looks like a big pile of concrete. " I forgot it was hot." I slur. I ended up getting pretty drunk, i mean it is called my Drunk kitchen.

        "And that's when you know you have drank too much." Hannah says

       "Well that was interesting." I slur as Hannah turns off the camera. I try walking to the living room and end up tripping and falling flat on the ground

        "Okay light weight. I think its time for bed." Says Hannah as she picks me up and helps me walk to the couch.

        "I am not a light weight." I slur " I could drink all night!"

        "Sure you can." Hannah says. She grabs me a blanket and pillow and hands them to me. "Now get some sleep."

        "I'm not even sleep..." I say before my eyes shut.