Chapter One

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"IM SO FUCKING EXCITED!"

"ME TOO!"

"YEAH BUT I'M MORE EXCITED!"

"BITCH, PLEASE!"

"HOE, WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?"

"BITCHHHHHHHH!"

"JERKKKKKKKKKKK!"

And that was how the majority of my morning played out. This is why I love calling my best friend.

I still can't get over the fact I'm finally going in to move in with her! Emma and I been friends for a good four years now, since we met in our first year of university. Neither of us knew what we wanted in life, and just by chance we happened to be in the same class of the same art degree in the same uni, and BAM we hit off immediately, and have been friends to this day. and God am I glad to have her by my side.

She's helped me through breakups and clingy exes. She's helped me through my depression, and made me laugh when I thought I never would again. She's pushed me to do things way out my comfort zone, but I'm so glad I did. She's helped me for the better, and I'm so glad she in my life.

Anyway, away from the cringe, and back to my life. That sounds weird.

I currently live in (hometown), and have done for a number of years. I've sold the majority of my furniture, and all my belongings have been shipped over to my new home already. Now all I have to do is drive/fly to London.

*Time Skip after drive/fly to London bc i don't know if you drove or flew lmao*

I pull my suitcase, or my shitcase as I accidentally typed while texting Emma earlier, up the seventh flight of stairs. Panting, I slide out my phone.

Y/N🌺
Why are there so many goddam stairs?! ❤️
16:28

I continue to make my way up, but before I can climb five steps my phone dings as i receive a text. It's from Emma, as expected.

Emma👯
You doooo realise there are lifts right? 😂
16:29

Y/N🌺
I know! I just wanted to get my steps up!
16:29

Emma👯
Do you even do exercise? 😂
16:29

Y/N🌺
Well..........
16:29

Emma👯
In all fairness, neither do I soo
16:30

Emma👯
How close are you again?
16:30

Y/N🌺
I'm on the seventh floor

Emma👯
In that case, see you in a bit, slave❤️
16:30

Y/N🌺
See you then, hoe❤️
Seen 16:30

I close my phone, smiling to myself. I absolutely can't wait to see her. Last time was just before Christmas, the the two months in between have been absolute torture. I mean, we've skype a couple of times a week since then and texted at least once a day, but it's not the same. I miss her hugs the most.

"Y/N!" I hear a voice scream as I make it to the top of the stairs.

"EMMA!" I squeal back excitedly. Dropping my luggage on the flat, I run to her. She engulfs me in a hug, and my face is filled with a huge smile.

"You have no idea how much i missed that hug," she tells me as we pull away.

"That's literally what i was thinking two seconds ago!" I exclaim.

"Great minds think alike," she winks. "Here, let me carry your suitcase inside."

"Nah, it's okay. I got it," I protest.

"No! You carried it up all these stairs! The least I can do is carry it to our apartment."

"Fineeee," I give in. "Our apartment. I like that."

"So do I. It's been so lonely, living here on my own for four months or whatever," Emma tells me as she picks up my suitcase and leads me to my new home.

"The neighbours are cool and everything - well, some of them - but it's just not the same, you know? Ever since we arranged you moving here I've been so excited!"

"Same!! It's nice to escape from (homeland). It's nice there and everything, but I've been craving this London life I'm about to endure."

"Endure! That's a fancy word, eh?"

"Pretty fancy indeed," I wink.

"But yeah, I totally get what you mean. Back when I used to live in Somerset, it was just field after field after field... London was such a nice change, not gonna lie. I don't think my mum will ever forgive me from moving out though!"

"Neither!" I chuckle.

"This is it!" Emma squeals. "Y/F/N, let me introduce you to..." she unlocks the door, and swings it open, "your new home!"

"Ahhhhhh!! This is real! It's finally here! You have no idea how much I've waited for this day," I pause to pinch myself. "And it's finally not a dream! Oh my god, I'm so happy you're my friend, Emma."

"Me too, Y/N. Me too!" my best friend grins.

We hug again, but this hug is different. I love this girl so much, i'm pouring all my love out for her into the hug, and I feel her doing the same. I'm so goddam blessed for this girl to be in my life, you have no idea.

The moment comest to a sharp close, as a firm knock sounds from the apartment door. Reaching for the door handle, I open it. A 6ft man in his twenties is stood there, paired with a small smile on his face. I look up into his chocolate brown eyes, my face filled with curiosity.

"Is everything okay? We heard a fair amount of shouting..."

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