Unanticipated Love

Chapter 1

  It's 5 in the evening and here I am, still searching for a house to live in. Jesus, why does it have to be such a task! Every house I came across somehow had one or another problem. They never came up to the expectations I have for my dream house. Why does it have to be like that?

The first house that I visited was literally the size of a matchbox, yes I'm using the term matchbox. It was so small, that with all my furniture  would I be able to ever walk in that house, I wonder. Exactly I wouldn't be able to even breathe. It's that congested, seriously.

 The next house that I visited, was a proper size of a house. It had two bedrooms and the kitchen was also spacious. But then it was too pricey and way out of my budget.

 "After hours of house hunting and so much torture why can't I find a house that is appropriate for me"  I said to myself. "I guess i'll have to survive on the suburbs or the footpaths of New York. Oh yeah, I have a car and that means I can reside in my very own car. Wow, my parents will be so proud! " I hit the steering wheel. "Ouch!"

 I have this very bad habit of conversing with my own self. I get so engaged in the conversation with myself that sometimes I really loose track of the things happening around. That is the only reason, people see me as an accident-prone zone.

  So I got one last stop for the day. I'm so exhausted that it's getting difficult to even drive. A headache has started to build up somewhere in the corner of my head. I hope it does not take a toll over me. I stop my car at the corner of the road and start looking upon the ad of the last house I have to visit.

2 bhk, fully furnished, with two balconies and a spacious kitchen.

The ad was quiet pleasing. But I was just hoping that it does not come out as a betrayal like the rest of the houses I visited.

I call upon the number given with the ad for enquiry purposes. "Hello!" I hear a dulcet voice from the other end.

"Hello, I espied the ad of the house you're giving on rent. I would like to come over and have a look at it if you are free right now"

"Sure, now would be a great time. Any problem with understanding the address?"

"I think I got it. But I'll call you right back if I get stuck up somewhere"

"Sure  honey. I'll see you in a while."
And with that she hung up the phone.

After convincing myself a few times that I could do it and that I really need to find a God damn place to live in, I start the engine. On my way I turn up the music to calm myself down.

The music actually helps me soothe my mind in a way nothing else has ever been able to. I've always been a huge admirer of basically any genre of music that existed on this planet.

You watch me bleed until I can't bleed

I'm shaking falling onto my knees

And now that I'm without you kisses, I'll be needing stitches.

I start singing to the melody of stitches. Shawn Mendes was one of my recent favorites. I could basically listen to his voice on replay over and over again and never get bored of it.

I stop when my GPS informs me about my destination which was right in front of me.

I take a deep breath and get down of the car.

I look around only to notice what a fine locality it was. Well this place was also near to my office, making it the all the more reason to like it.

I walk into the apartment building and fill up the register to record down the apartment I was visiting.

I get in the elevator and choose the fourth floor as my destination. I'm really nervous. What if this doesn't work out too like the rest of them didn't? I can't waste any more days looking upon any more houses, which also means according to the deal I made with mom I'll have to go back home.

I think back to the conversation I had with mom today morning on the phone.

"Hey Dec, how's your mission house hunting going on? Found something yet?"

"Not yet mom. I've taken up a leave today from work, so I'll be spending the day in looking at a few houses. I hope it works out well."

"I told you so many times that you need not be doing this. Well we have absolutely anything a human can ask for. So why do you have to this when you can sit back and relax?"

"Mom I've told you this plenty of times, I'm doing this for my own good. I don't like being one of those spoilt brats. I don't like that everything is always served to me on a silver platter. I want to work for it, earn it myself, even if it means going through all this." I state.

So alright, I was the daughter of a multi millionaire  business tycoon, and well my mom herself was a renowned fashion designer. And that is the entire reason my parents always keep pampering me with the everything before I even ask for it. But honestly, I want to be successful on my own terms. I don't want to live depending all my life on my parents and well that is why I made a decision to shift to New York, even though my family has always been against that. Well its only been a couple of months, I am sure it will get better with time.

"If that's what you want, then that's what you'll get then. But my deal is that, by end of today if you do find a house, you're going to come back, and I don't want you to argue about that."

"Fine with me. So I'll call you up today evening to tell you what happens. Right I really need to get going"

"OK. Have a great day love."

The beep of the elevator interrupts my thoughts and hence brings me back to reality.

I was beyond nervous right now. I didn't want to go back home. That would be the end of the dreams I've been dreaming since as long as I can remember.

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AN:
 
I know its pretty long since I last updated. But I've been so stuck up.

So finally here's the chapter one. Yayyy...

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