April 1st, 2013
I immediately dialled Mara's number in, and the phone started ringing. I could still see the neighbourhood behind me. "Hey Lynn, how was the date?" she said in a jokey tone, I instantly replied in the most serious voice I could muster up "The house I bought, is right next to Harry's. I am freaking the fuck out, should I sell it?! He'll be next to me all the time. I can't do this; I can't do this." I was taking deep breaths to try and calm down.
"Lynn slow down, your house is next to Harry's?!" she asks "Yes, yes Mara it is, and I don't know what the fuck to do." I reply. "Breathe love, I need you to take a breath and get your head on straight so we can talk about this, you don't need to freak out, everything will be fine." She says. I keep taking deep breaths before I calm down a little.
"Okay, it will be fine, but what do I do?" I ask a little more relaxed. "Babe, is it really such an issue that he'll be nearby? You have been friends with him for ages and I know you love your privacy, but it does not mean he will be in your house unless you let him be there." She replies and It's true. I need to stop being such a bitch to him, I don't want to be, but I just haven't let anyone in for a long time.
It doesn't mean that we're close by that I need to let him in, and I love the house. I don't need to give it up for something so small. It'll be like Holmes Chapel again, oh no I don't want to think about that. Why do I have to be so conflicted about everything?
"Lynn? Hello, are you still there?" Mara says scaring the shit out of me. "Lord, I forgot you were there for a second, just gave me a heart attack." I say laughing. "Are you feeling better now?" she asks. "Yes babe, thank you so much, I can't explain how much I love you and appreciate your support." I reply sincerely, I don't know where I would be without her.
"Alright my caterer has been giving me a death stare for the last 10 minutes, I've got to go." She says laughing making me burst into a fit of laughter as well. "Alright then, evermore." I say. "Evermore Lynn." She says before hanging up.
God, I guess I'm going to live next to harry Harry. I think I'll be able to hide it from him for a while. But I'll eventually see him when I jog in the morning considering he jogs too but that's for me to worry about in about two weeks when I move in.
April 15th, 2013
Mara's party was two weeks ago, things were normal through the night. Nothing of note to record in this little journal of thoughts. Harry and I spoke normally and most of the night was spent with Mara and her mates.
Today is the day I move into my new house; I've already moved all my things into the house, and I saw Harry's story of my things being moved in with the caption "Someone new is on the way." I think he does not know that It's me yet, but I bet he will try to find out who is staying next to him.
I packed up all the last loose items and got all my car keys ready for the drivers. I packed up all the stuff into the G-wagon as it was one of the biggest cars I had, then let all the drivers know where to park since I had specially built an underground car park for my cars, yes I'm obsessed.
We all left in a convoy and I'm pretty sure this wasn't the best idea, but I was too preoccupied with moving to care. We finally reached the house, and it was larger than the ones my parents have in Knightsbridge, with more space to relax. Basically, you can recognise that it belongs to someone younger as I added all sorts of games and machines, even my own 3 lane bowling alley.
My parents were going to come over in a day or two for dinner, I told them to wait as I needed to do last touches before anyone saw the house. I had already brought in all the furniture and the whole house was set up. Only my room with the clothing and toiletries I was bringing with me now were left to unpack. I was also planning on going grocery shopping, I think I'll go after I finish this unpacking today.
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FanfictionA flame can't exist without the oxygen, but the flames burn the oxygen to stay alight. He was my Oxygen. If it hurts, repeat it.