chapter 16

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luke

samantha just graduated and now we are in line to get on the plane. She decided that we should go back to where shes from, la. i agreed, la has always been my favorite place to visit, so why not live there? my parents dont know that we are leaving for good. i just told them that we are going on a vacation, to get away from the drama. but its actually going to be a permanent vacation. (( a/n: i like to think im funny. ))

The flight felt like to was forever long, which is something im used too but not when i have a girlfriend complaining the entire time. I wasnt able to get us first class, so im glad that no fans were on the plane and if there was any they didnt bother us. Jet lag is gonna kill me when we land.

The plane started to land and i had to wake samantha up so she could buckle her seatbelt. She groaned when she woke up, and she looked super cute. she looked so frustrated but as soon as she opened her eyes she fell asleep again. so i buckeled her in myself. 

We landed and walked into the airport to get our luggage and when we did i was noticed by 2 or 3 girls. They didnt ask why i was there or where the other mates where, and im so happy about that. I preordered a rental car to use until we get a car later this week.

Samantha and I went to her old house where her aunt now lives and got her old stuff, including her furniture. we just took it apart and put it in the trunk. we drove around, regretting that we didnt find an apartment sooner. but if we make the down payment high enough to an apartment if we find one we like, we will be able to move in right away. 

"my friend myles lives in a really nice apartment building, maybe we can see if theres any apartments near him?" samantha suggested. who is myles? she has never talked about this person.

"myles who?"

"myles parrish. he is in kalin and myles. but you probably dont know who that is." she said.

"how do you know so many famous people?" i asked her.

"well, growing up in indiana and then moving to la is help. because when i first moved here a lot of people offered to show me around and thats how i met everyone." she explained, as i drove down the road. i knew samantha grew up in indiana, she moved to la when she was about 14. she gave me directions to where myles lives, and when we got there we went to the main office thing. Everyone and their american accents are going to drive me insane. i liked samanthas accent. everyone else just annoys the hell out of me.

When we talked to the guy and put a down payment on the apartment he told us we can move in right away. 

samantha pulled out her phone and called myles right after.

"hey. i mailed you something the other day. can you go see if you got it?" she said into the phone as soon as he answered. after he questioned her she just hung up and stood there. i looked around and realized that we are right beside the mailboxes. i heard someone come down the steps and when he saw samantha, he yelled. she ran over and hugged him and jealousy took over me. thats my samantha. not his.

"woah youre luke hemmings." myles said, pointing at me.

"yeah thats my boyfriend." samantha said walking over and kissing my cheek. i smiled and waved.

"we got an apartment here." she told myles, and he hugged her again.

After standing there and listening to their conversation awkwardly for an hour we finally decided to move Samanthas stuff in and then go shopping for more. This reminds me of when she first came to australia, but opposite. I was showing her around before and now she is showing me around.

we went to a store called ikea and got everything we need, then set the apartment up. the apartment was huge and had a loft, so it was a lot of decorating. when we were done, i looked around, and it was beautiful. almost as beautiful as my wife standing in front of me taking in the sight of our home.

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