Meredith's POV
"You know we're going to need to get a car once we move house. I mean, sense we use Ollie's." I say with a little laugh as we exit is car ad begin towards the first apartment. We went for more of a flat feel, like condo's rather than large apartment buildings.
This one is a white color with a modern look on the outside, I would say it's pretty nice so far. As we eter the house, we're greated by an older looking woman in her late 40's. "Hi! I'm Rosalie, I'm your house manager. I've chosen a list of apartments in center london that fit your discriptions and this is obviously the first."
Ed insisted that we hired a person that we tell what we like to ad she finds us houses. I'm pretty sure she drivers her own car and tells us the address for the other ones and we meet there to check them out. "Nice to meet you Rosalie, I'm Meredith and this is Ed." I greet, sticking my hand out for her to shake which she gladly takes.
"You as well, now shall we get started?" She asks as I eagerly nod my head. "Okay, this is the kind of mud room. It's really just a place for you to hang your coats and leave your shoes." She explaines as I loom around the space we're standing in right when you walk in the door. The walls are a pale blue with dark tile flooring and a high ceiling.
"This flat is only one floor, but comes with a recently updated basement and the house is fully furnished. There are two bedrooms, a full bath, a half bath, a living area, kitchen, and the basement. Would you like to go left or right first?" Oh my lord, this lady speaks to fast. One word after another.
"Left." Ed answers. There's a open doorway to the left and the right ad a hallway in front of us where we are now, but when Ed answers, she pulls us off into the left doorway. "This is the kitchen." I examine each ad every last think in the kitchen. I loved my old apartment back in California, so if I want this one to feel like home, it needs to be perfect.
The cabinets black with red lights above the sink. The floor is splattered with black tiles with white lines in between each of them. To be honest, it's quite crouded in here. "I like the counter tops." I manage to say the only thing I didn't dislike.
"Next to the living room." She says happily pullig us off across the door space there is when you just walk in and into what she claimes is the living room. It's much larger than the kitchen, but still kind of small, only one large couch is able to fit in here.
The walls are horrible 80's styled patterens with a lighter brown carpet floor. I think it's obvious that both Ed and I very much dislike this flat so far. "Now the half bath is right here in the living area." She smiles opening the door for both Ed and I to see. It's okay. The walls are light blue and there is a yellow mat on the floor. I would say most people think it would be childish or out of date but it reminds me of my childhood.
Our bathroo when I was little was the same shade of blue and yellow themed and had ruber ducks painted on the walls.
"Finally is the two other bedrooms and the full back off of the master bath." She says guiding us into a room down the main hall. It's an averaged sized bedroom with more brown walls. The last room is a tiny bit larger with small windows and a very unimpressive bathroom.
"Well that was horrible." Ed says as both of us enter the car where Rosalie can't hear us.
"I told you we should have found out own apartments. She picked a dump." I huff leaning back in the seat. "Hopefully the next one is nice and doesn't have a tiny kitchen and ugly colored walls."
"No, I would say hopefully it doesn't have any outdated carpet and has closet space." He replies. just as we follow her directions to the next place. It's even closer to the very heart of London, but that doesn't mean it won't be worse.
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After about four more apartments, we finally reach one that looks presentable. It's a dark grey color on the outside with a little white porch and white edging. "I saved best for last, I think this one will be your favorites," Rosalie says coming up from her car in the drive way which she parked behind us.
As we enter the house, I gasp. It's beautiful. There are windows covering the walls letting so much light in. Right away, you can either choose to go down the hall, or go upstairs. "Up or down?"
"Let's do down first." Ed answers grabbing my hand, probably to brace himself. I'm too busy admiring the use of red paint in the foyer here. The door is white with a glass pattern in it as all the inside walls are red, including down the hall. The first stop in the hall is the kitchen right next to the door.
"This flat is much larger than the others I've shown you. This kitchen also has an island, unlike the others." She says pointing to the counter in the center. The kitchen has grey tiles with white cabinets, a blue light above the sink, a grey fridge, and a mint green back splash. The counter tops are a simple shiny black.
"I love it so far." I burst out making my way down the hall once again and into the next room. Well I opened a door, but it's really a closet. There's a single shelf at the top, and a pole to hand things on. The next room is the first bathroom which happens to be full.
The bath tub doubles as a shower. The walls are a white and everything is styled dark blue.
Finally for downstairs is the livingroom, it's large and can fit a love seat, large chair, and large couch plus a mounted flat screen like Ed and I had wanted.
"This flat is nice." Ed says aloud as we walk back down the hall and towards th stairs.
"Yeah, the only downfall is that it's not furnished. But I'm fine with that because then we can design it." I smile as we walkdown the upstairs hallway.
"Well, you can design it because we both know how I am with design and matching in general." He replies making both Rosalie and I laugh. After showing us the first two rooms and the second full bath which is identical to the one downstairs, is the big moment.
"Our" bedroom. The matser bedroom will obviously be Ed's an mine, and even though this flat is great, this is a make it or break it thing. "Here is it." Rosalie says opening the door and guiding us in.
The walls are a bold sea foam blue with three windows with white boaders. The room is extremely large and has light brown wooden pannelling. "I love it Teddy! This is the one." I say.
"I think so too, but shouldn't we look more?" He asks almost hesitently. Shaking my head violently, he laughs. "Okay, I guess this is it."
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I've run out of Ed songs, so what do you want me to do at the end of chapters now? Like little Ed triva questions? Or comment what you think I should do.
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You changed me, into what I am now. You made me, it was something I was always gonna be.
Guess the song.
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Love you all. -Hadleyxx
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