Kiana's POV
I woke up, confused on where I was at first. Then, realizing that I was in the apartment that Hannah and I now shared, I got up. I looked beside of me on the floor, and saw a mess of brown hair. She's still asleep. Of course. The clock on the stove read 12:09 PM. We still needed to paint, and bring in our furniture...
"Hannah, you need to get up if you're planning on painting and bringing the furniture in." I said, as I went straight or my suitcase, gripping a pair of yoga shorts and a blue crop top that had one of Zayn Malik's tattoos on it. I heard her groan a little, before turning over.
"C'mon Hannah, or I'm going without youuu!" I sang. She still didn't budge, so I picked at her weakness.
"Looks like I get to drive your baby." I said, knowing it'll get a reaction out of her. And sure enough, it did. She raised straight up, and looked at me with the death stare.
"No." Is all she said, as she went to her suitcase, pulling out an orange tank and her PINK yoga shorts.
"Alright, I'm ready." She said, as she threw her hair up in a sloppy bun.
"Let's go pick out some furnitureeee." I sang, as we exited the building.
When we got out of the elevator, we walked through the large lobby, waving at the nice boy that had helped us yesterday.
As we went through the door, I thought about how nice he was.
"You know, he was really nice." I said, smiling.
"Someone has a little crusshhhh." Hannah sang, as she poked my sides.
"No, I don't. I was just complimenting him. He was nice. I don't like him." I said, reassuringly.
We jumped up into Hannah's pickup, and she started it up.
"Leggo." I said, as she backed up.
We picked out our furniture, two beds, couch, loveseat, and a few chairs.
"This whole moving to London thing is really expensive." I laughed, thinking about the $9,000 we just spent.
"I know, but hey. Might as well get all of it over with now." Hannah said, shrugging.
"You know, I haven't talked to mom in awhile. You think I should call her this evening..?" I asked.
"Uhh. Duh! I need to call Dad and let him know we made it over here okay, too." Hannah said, as she pulled into the apartment's parking lot.
-Later-
"I'm so glad you picked Nando's for dinner." I said as Hannah just smiled.
"Well. I didn't feel like cookin and neither did you." She shrugged, chewing on the last piece of chicken.
"Alright. We finished?" I asked, as I cleared our table.
"We sure are. Now, let's go home and rest. It's been a busy day." Hannah said, and the way she looked, she was tired. Really tired.
"Okay. Let me go pee first." I laughed as I pointed towards the restrooms.
As I kept making faces at her I accidentally bumped into something.
"Oh. I'm sorry." I said, as I looked up at him.
"It's alright." He said.
"Not trying to sound like a creep, but I've been watching you since you sat down. You and your friend both are beautiful. What are your names?" He asked.
What a creep. I don't even know the guy...
"My name is... Britney and hers is Rachel. Gotta go!" I said, running towards the bathroom and locking the door quickly.
I did my business, yadda yadda. And when I exited the restrooms, he was standing right by the door.
"What the fuuuudge!?" I yelled, catching myself. I've been in a really bad habit of cussing a lot lately, and I'm trying to quit..
"My name is Caleb. We should hang out sometime. Here's my number." He said, offering me a piece of paper that I hesitantly accepted.
"K. Bye!" I said, running off towards Hannah.
"Leaving. Now." I said sternly, but not meaning it in a hateful way.
"What's wrong with you? Start your period already?" She asked, laughing a bit.
"I wish! That guy that was standing outside of the bathrooms told me he has been watching us since we sat down, and he gave me his number!" I said in my creeped out voice.
"Oh..." She said, her eyes getting really big.
"Yeah.. Let's get out of here before he shows up again.." I said, jumping into Hannah's truck.
When we got back, we laid out a blanket bed. I laid there for awhile before Hannah said something.
"What?" I said, not hearing exactly what she said.
"Let's watch a movie, stupid." She said, getting up and walking to the movie rack.
"Hey. Look who's talking." I said, nudging her.
"THE LION KING." I said, not giving her a choice as I immediately grabbed the movie in both hands.
"Okay. The Lion King it is." She said laughing. She opened the DVD player as I pushed the DVD in.
We laid back on our blanket bed. I didn't even make it to when Mufasa died before I fell asleep.
