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Chapter twenty-four | 3-no 4 words
"We loved with a love that is more than love."
-Edgar Allen Poe.

We aimlessly walked around the house while my mom and David stayed downstairs. "Who did that?" Bellamy asked and pointed to a door.  Hadley was written at the very top of the door in a light pink. My heart squeezes, the thought of my dad creeping into my head.

"My mom must've." We walked towards the room and opened it to see all my boxes neatly aligned along the walls. There was a black fuzzy rug placed flat in the center. The room was bigger than my last room. My furniture was clustered in the corner. Bellamy got excited.

When we arrived at the house after bowling everything was already gone. Bellamy, my mom, David, Malik, and Tai all took everything which of course I was grateful for.

"Can we decorate?" He suggested excitedly. I looked at him with surprised face but then I smiled.

"Sure." He cheered and he closed the door behind him. "I'll take this one, you can grab any one that you like." He nodded and instantly found one. He picked the smaller box labeled "photos." I picked the most logical one; bedding. Luckily, my bed was right where I wanted it. It was near the big window that took up the majority of that wall. All I really had to do was put the mattress on the frame. I pulled open the box and Bellamy did the same. Before I started taking things out I started playing my playlist on shuffle.

Bellamy belted the lyrics, leaving me doubled over in laughter. I took out the black and white bedding them went to lift the mattress. "You have a camera?" Bellamy asked walking up to me and putting the camera in my face. I smiled, hoping he wasn't actually taking a photo. "Yet you have no photos of yourself?" I laughed.

"Well it isn't like you can take selfies on that thing. Not that I would anyway." As I said this Bellamy looked down at the camera with a smile on his face.

"You should. Look how beautiful you are." I could feel the heat rushing to my face and I hoped he couldn't tell. After pressing a few buttons he flipped the camera showing me the picture he took. I don't mean to sound narcissistic, but I looked pretty cute.

I wasn't sure what to say though. "Thank you, Bellamy." I told him with a warming smile. He brought me in for a hug and kissed my forehead. I wrapped my arms around him and let his scent and warmth consume me. He smelt like lavender. It smelt amazing. I moved away and started moving the mattress. "At this rate, we'll never finish!" I laughed. He did too and went to the photos. He hung up the long string front the box and stretched it out across the wall.

"Is this good?" He asked and I looked at him and told him it was perfect. He smiled triumphantly then hung the string up. I placed the mattress on the frame then started putting the sheets on. Before I put the pillow cases on the pillow cases, I flicked them then slid them into their fabric cases. I placed them neatly and   Pulled the grid patterned blanked over the bed. I placed my stuffed bear on the bed and moved onto the box labeled "clothes."

When I looked over at Bellamy again I noticed he had already hung up most of the pictures and was doing something in the corner. I couldn't tell though because his back was turned to me. I shrugged it off and gathered all my shirts and shoved them into one draw, because really, nobody has the time to fold everything. It gets messed up anyway.

In this room I didn't have a closet which is totally fine because I have a dresser now. I did the same it's my pants, underwear, socks, and bras. In the next box I found a lamp that I put on top of the dresser and put my alarm clock on there too. Bellamy finished the last of the pictures and voluntarily moved the dresser. "Where would you like this?" He asked me.

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