-BOOK 4/4 IN SERIES- So This Is It (YouTube FanFic)

[Chapter 11] No Big Deal

-Kalel's POV-

I heaved a sigh as I walked down the crowded sidewalks with my suitcase in hand and phone in the other. I was following the route that Mapquest had given me when I was on the plane and trying my best to follow it. I came to where it said was the ending destination and looked up.

"I hope this is the place..." I said to myself before I walked up the steps and set my bag down. I raised my hand in a fist and hit the door three times. I took a step back and waited for the door to open. And when it did the person who answered it gasped.

"Oh my god, Kalel, what are you doing here?"

I smirked, "I needed a place to stay until I get a place of my own. Mind letting me stay here a few days, Marzia?"

"Of course!" She exclaimed, pulling me into a hug and then leading me inside, "Please, come in." I picked up my stuff and walked in to her house. "Felix! You won't guess who's here!" She shouted upstairs, closing the door behind me.

"Who? Is it your parents? Please tell me it's not your parents..." I could hear him call back to her.

"No, it's not my parents. Guess again!" She playfully remarked.

Instead of guessing again, he just came downstairs, lighting up when he saw me. "Kalel! Hey, where's Anthony?" He asked, probably assuming Anthony and I were on vacation together.

I laughed, "Actually, it's just me today."

"Oh, how come?"

I bit my lip, "Uh..."

"Don't bother her with your twenty questions," Marzia said to Pewdiepie. "She just got here. At least let her unpack her things in the spare bedroom."

"Spare bedroom?" He repeated, "Why? Is she staying here?"

"Yes."

"Just until I can find my own place," I explained, "Look, I'm working here for Fashion Week and I don't have any other place to go. Please, I won't be here long, I promise."

Marzia looked up at Pewdiepie, "Please?"

He sighed, "I don't see why not..."

"Thank you so much!" I exclaimed as I pulled him into a hug. He hugged me back briefly before stepping out of the embrace. "You guys are seriously the best."

"It's no big deal," Marzia retorted with a wide smile.

-Rachael's POV-

I set the last box from moving down on the floor of the house and heaved a sigh. I haven't done this much moving back and forth since I moved into the apartment building. Andrew came out down the stairs with a big smile on his face, "Well? What do you think?"

"It's nice," I remarked, looking around. I'm not going to lie, it was nice. The kitchen (though I'm not much of a cook) was amazing - island in the center with a sink, stainless steel appliances, granite countertops, the works. The living room had a lovely fireplace and a flat screen TV above the mantle, there even was a cushioned window seat. And he told me that there was three bedrooms and two baths, a completed basement, and a pool in the backyard.

"I'm glad you like it," He said, kissing me softly on the forehead and wrapping his arm around my back, "Just think, this our own place."

I looked up at him and then back at the boxes that were scattered around the first floor.

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Luckily Andrew's house was somewhat close to my hometown (only a two hour drive), so I decided to stop by my parents for a surprise visit. (I hadn't seen them since what? My wedding with Andrew that was a complete fail?) I pulled into the driveway and turned the car off. My dad was outside - doing yard work. He always used to do that when I lived here.