the biggest star in the world

shopping and moving in

madelines pov

"so tell me again why you need a mattress?" she said jumping on the next bed.

"i just needed a new one" i told her. and she rolled her eyes hoping for a more interesting answer.

after i got a basic mattress she went and found "the hottest guy there" to help shove it in her car. it wouldn't fit in mine so i had to watch as the two flirted.

" what you aren't going to give him your number?" i questioned as we were walking away.

"what him? no he would never give it to me" i just rolled my eyes at her.

"HEY HOT STUFF" i shouted making her jump and cover my mouth. the guy spun around only a few meters from us. "are you single? my friend here wants your number" i said in a calmer tone as nola kicked and hid behind me.

he grinned and walked back and i pushed her over to him.

"i hate you" she said once we were back.

"sure sure, thank me at your wedding" i rolled my eyes and we headed into other shops for decoration and stuff.

it wouldn't be us shopping without nola dragging me to clothes stores so that's where we were right now.

she wanted to get matching sets and my first thought was she meant pyjamas. she did not.

"what are you getting prepared for you're new boyfriend or something" i smirked at her and she hit me again. i swear ill have bruises.

after spending way too much money it was the late afternoon and i was ready to set everyone up. as much as i love her i really wanted to do this by myself.

"oh my gosh am i finally going to see your house?" she asked as we were walking to our cars.

in the 4 years i've known her she had never come over. i had gone to hers but she had never come to mine.

"you're funny, i just moved out" like months ago.

"your parents let you. no way. that's so cool we have to throw a party" she said all in a rush.

"no it's too small for that" i shook my head.

she was about to argue when she got a text. "are you fucking kidding me, i gotta go. mum found her vodka under my bed now shes pissed" she groaned "ill drop this off but then i gotta go" 

we got in our cars and she followed me to the apartment building. she pulled the box out, kissed my cheek with a side hug and sped off again. so now i had a carload of shit and a heavy mattress to haul up the many floors. 

i saw these two guys going to head into my apartment and was hesitant to ask for help. but they seemed to notice me and came over. 

"hey do you need any help" the one with a moustache said. im thinking this is the gay couple across from me but i dont want to assume.

"its its not a bother" i said grabbing some of my bags. 

the buffer guy grabbed the box while the other one helped me with my bags. 

"we're josh and matt by the way" the one without a moustache said and we all got in the elevator. 

"im madeline its nice to meet you" i smiled at them and we realized we were all going to the same floor. 

"oh did you just move in?" they asked and i nodded now scared because they were about to know my exact apartment. 

we walked out and they helped me get everything in. "oh babe why didnt we get this apartment, its stunning" i heard one of them go. i think im right. "do you need any help from here, were basically interior designers" they said but i polietly shook my head. 

"ill be alright, thank you for the help" i said and they nodded. 

"were across the hall if you need anything" they shouted out the door. i nodded again and shut the door behind them. 

turning around this was all starting to feel real. 

connecting to the speakers that are literally around my apartment i play a sparks saxaphone cover and let it play whatever it wants as i unpack. 

i go nonstop until everything's put together and put up. 

its 7pm now and out of everything i remembered to buy i forgot groceries. but there is a small grocer just across the road that i decided to head to. i see people dressed up and heading out for dinner. dodging cars i make it across the road. 

i grab a small bag of nacho chips, some cheese and a can of beans. oh and a few things of pesi max. i was very respectful to the man there but he had a sour look on his face so i got done as quick as i could. 

back in my apartment i chuck it all on a plate and in the microwave. i can cook i promise. i just cant be bothered. 

my phone rings again and i swear people just love me today. "is this madeline?"

"yes, who are you?" i asked since this is the third person at this point. i wish i got a warning, or at least they could send a text. they didnt answer my question and kept talking. 

"the first table read is monday 5-8pm dinner is provided. we will send you the address. any questions?" at least this guy was straight forward. 

"no ill be there" i said and they hung up. 

great chat i guess.