Bad boys and broken hearts. {WATTYS 2017}

Chapter 36 // New homes and old lovers

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The mind worked how it wanted, there was no buttons to control it's functions. There was no way to operate it other then letting it do it's job. However, the thing was it wasn't doing it's job properly because it still had yet to delete every damn memory I had of Zayn and I filed into it. It was like something was completely wrong with it because instead of emptying the filing cabinets stored inside my head, it pulled out every saved memory and played them on repeat when I least needed them.

I didn't understand, why couldn't I drop Zayn like he dropped me? It was so easy for him to crawl in bed with Savannah but yet it was the hardest thing in the world for me to throw him aside. A month had gone by since I saw him last and every day he had gone through my head. Zayn Malik was like a tattoo, so easy to get yet so hard to get rid of and I was trying my damn hardest to get rid of him.

Liam pulls me from my thoughts as he wraps his arms around my waist. It was nice to get out that hospital after being there for a month. He breathes in the scent of my perfume and smiles against my skin. I squirm under his touch and finally pull away from him. Liam takes a look around my boxed up bedroom before turning back to me and smiling the biggest smile I've seen in quite some time.

"Sweet fiancé of mine?" He questions.

"Yes, my dear future husband." I answer.

"Take a good look at your old bedroom... It'll be the last time you'll be in it."

I envelope him in a giant hug and peck his lips quickly. Taking a look around my old bedroom, I come to the realization that this would be the last time even if I knew I would be moving into a new house with Liam. Some might of thought we were moving to quickly with our relationship, but I love him so much and I didn't care how fast we were moving as long as I had him. He takes my hand, leading me down stairs and to his car. On the drive to see the house, Liam never once let's go of my hand and I'm happy. After the short drive over, Liam pulls up into a driveway of a beautiful house behind this white Mercedes.

"Sorry it couldn't be Wolverhampton like we talked about, but I hope you like it." Liam smiles.

"Anywhere with you, I'm fine with." I peck his lips and open my door.

A thin lady no older then late Thirty's meets us at the door, wearing a bright smile and holding a folder. She leads the way into the house that smells of apple cinnamon candles and fresh baked cookies. She guides us through the house, pointing out every room. Finally, we stop in the kitchen and she offers us freshly baked sugar cookies with rainbow sprinkles. Liam and I both gladly take them. Victoria points to the view and give us the key points of why we should buy the home.

"And it's only a block from the University." Victoria says.

"I could walk if I wanted." I speak up.

"No, you can't. That's not safe." Liam says.

"Yes, Miss Anderson that's extremely unsafe even in the upper parts of London."

"It's a block walk. List three things that could happen."

"Well Miss Anderson, you could be mugged, sexual assaulted, or kidnapped."

"If I'm kidnapped, I'll be brought back."

"This isn't funny, Eva." Liam glares at me.

"How about I show you the upstairs?" Victoria questions and leads the way.

The master bedroom is enormous compared to my old room and I try my hardest not to marvel at my surroundings. The entire house is already furnished with every piece of furniture we'll ever need and so, sits a California king bed in the middle up against the wall. I walk to the window, taking it upon myself to take a look at the view standing before us. It's a very lovely view, one people pay to see. The London eye greets me and I can basically see all of London from this one Mansion's window. Liam walks up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist, placing his chin on my shoulder.