Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Decisions Or How I Met Sally

Hi everyone, I couldn't just stop and leave you hanging after the last chapter so here is the next one. I hope you enjoy it! All the love, Summer xxx Ps. Please let me know what you think.

I arrived in Hunstanton shortly after ten o'clock. With no sleep, I was hoping that I looked better than I was feeling. After being at home for not even four hours, I had left with a light bag and a note for Lily in the kitchen, to take the tube to King's Cross where I had hopped onto the bus towards Hunstanton. My phone was left lying on my desk, turned off, as I didn't want anyone to contact me. I was hoping that Lily wouldn't tell anyone where I had disappeared to even if she figured it out and I hoped that Louis would still speak to me by the time I returned. My text had only informed him that I needed a time out and that I was safe and would be back in no time. Feeling incredibly guilty for disappearing without any warning, I had been hesitant to only send him a text, but for once in my life I was looking out for myself and I needed to sort out my feelings and my life.

I had already texted my mum who had assured me that I was welcome any time, before asking me concerned what was going on. When the bus pulled into the bus stop of my hometown, I could see her standing at the station, a deeply concerned look on her face. As soon as she had spotted me, her face lit up and she pulled me into a tight hug. Suddenly completely overwhelmed by my emotions, I burst into tears and she lightly swayed me from side to side, just letting me cry into her shoulder. "Shhh, you're gonna be fine, honey, everything is gonna be okay." She mumbled soothing words into my ear and rubbed her hand up and down my back, until I had calmed down a little bit. "I'm sorry for visiting out of the blue." I apologised and gratefully accepted the tissue she was handing me. "No need to apologise, Claire, you can show up whenever you want to, alright? Now, let's get you into the car and home where you can tell me what happened over a big cup of tea." I nodded and hiccuped, before she wrapped an arm around my waist and carefully guided me to her car.

Once we pulled into the driveway of my childhood home, I took a deep breath. "I know that it's not easy to be back here now that he is gone." my mum said from the passenger seat and I looked over to her. "It's not easy for me, either, but it still feels a little bit like he is still here with us in a way." She gave me a small smile which I returned, before we both climbed out of the car. Suddenly, loud barking could be heard from the house and I shot my mum a confused look. She, however, only gave me a secretive smile and unlocked the front door. As soon as the door opened, a honey-coloured bundle of fluff emerged from inside the house and the next thing I knew was that I was being jumped at by a little corgi puppy. I instantly dropped my bag and crouched down in front of the overly excited dog who immediately started to lick my face, his little tail excitedly wiggling from one side to another. 

Looking up, I saw that my mum was smiling down at the two of us. "Claire, meet Sally, Sally, meet Claire." A giggle escaped my mouth as the puppy started to inspect my hair and I carefully pulled it up into a ponytail, before standing up again. "Come on, let's get you two inside." she said with a warm smile and whistled once, making Sally dash back inside. I followed them into the house and closed the door behind me, immediately hit by the familiar smell of home. "How long have you had her?" I asked my mum, as Sally excitedly scurried around my feet, inspecting my shoes and my bag on the floor. "Granny gave her to me about three weeks after the funeral. She said I needed someone in the house and she was right. Sally was exactly what I needed to distract myself." 

She beckoned me into the kitchen and put the kettle on while I searched for two mugs in the cupboard. My fingers lingered on my dad's favourite mug, but then I pushed it aside and instead picked two similar looking ones with a nice polka dot pattern. I sat down at the kitchen table where my mum joined me minutes later, Sally getting comfortable at my feet. "So, what's going on?" she came straight to the point and I gulped and took a big sip from my tea, burning my tongue in the process. "I don't know what to do, mum. My life is a mess." I sighed and looked down at the puppy resting by my feet. "Is this about these two boys?" my mum asked and my head snapped up. "How did you know that?" I asked her surprised and she smiled at me and reached over the table to take my hand in hers. "Call it motherly intuition or whatever, but we mums have a special sense for things like that. Now, tell me, what happened? Did Louis do something? Did Harry finally man up and told you about his feelings?"