How it all ended

Big changes - L

After a few weeks Louis finally found an apartment that he liked and could afford. He had heard back from a few companies about his job applications. He went to his mom to ask if she wanted to come look at the apartment with him. To which she, ofcourse, agreed to.

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A few days later louis went to london with his mom. His sisters were all in school so they didn't have to worry about them. The drove for about three hours to get there. They met with the person that was going to show them around the apartment. The moment Louis stepped inside he knew. He knew this was it, this was exactly what he was looking for. It was perfect. Not too big, not too small. A guest room for if any of his sisters wanted to stay over sometime. A nice kitchen, even though everyone knows he won't use it much. Don't get him started on the view he would have from the bedroom. 

While being in London anyway, he scheduled a job interview that afternoon. He was really nervous. He didn't know what was going to happen. He never had to do a job interview to get in the band. He only had one for an after school job, which he completely screwed up by the way. They just hired him because they needed the people. His mom tried to calm his nerves, but it didn't work that well. When the interview was over they tolded him he would get a call in the next few days. That didn't get him out of his state of stress.

He put an offer on the apartment when they got back to duncaster and after a few nerve wracking days he got a call. After an awkward phone call, he hung up and ran to his mom to tell her the news. He got the apartment! Louis was so happy, he just had to figure out a way to tell his sisters the news. 

That night at dinner Louis told them. No way around it, just straight to the point. It was going to happen no matter how much he could try to soften the blow. They were a bit sad that he was leaving, but happy to know they were always welcome and that he was finally getting back on his feet again. They had noticed that he rarely went outside. There was a lot of hugging involved and a few tears, but who am I to point that out. 

Lol I don't know what I do with my life. It might or might not be 1 am but who cares. 

I'm going to write the next chapter bye losers :)

oh also I do not check for spelling errors and things so if you find any point them out english isn't my first language