25th Jan. Saturday.
We all spent the afternoon watching movies and doing each others manis and pedis and I'm not usually one to doll myself up quite that much but if I'm honest they look so good!
Louis has sent me a few text messages but i just don't feel up to talking to him just yet, I know it isn't his fault but it still makes me feel crappy.
It reaches 5pm and Jay normally serves dinner at around 5.30 so we pack up and climb into the car for the maybe two minute drive back to Jay's house.
As we enter the front door the house smells divine, Jay has been cooking and I can not wait to see what it is, the smell is making my mouth water!
We all greet Jay in the family room and the girls proceed to tell Jay everything that has happened throughout today and show her all of their nails.
Jay thanks me for giving her a day full of rest, it was definitely well deserved and she looks much better than she did this morning.
"dinner is ready ladies!" Jay tells us all and so we wash our hands and set up the table.
Dinner ends up being beef casserole and it is probably the best I have ever tasted.
We all enjoy the delicious meal together and after the girls head upstairs for showers and bed Tylah and I say goodbye to Jay for the night, she thanks us again for the quiet day and we make our way back to the apartment.
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When we get home we both take showers and get into our pyjamas, i put my hair into a messy bun and make us hot chocolate while i wait for Tylah to come out.
I decide to see what is on TV and some movie has just started, doesn't really matter all too much because i already know that we will be spending most of tonight talking about my situation.
Gosh this all feels like too much sometimes.
I set the hot chocolates down on the coffee table and sit down, lowering my head into my hands and letting a frustrated sigh.
"whats up buttercup?" Tylah asks, plopping down into the couch beside me, taking a sip of her hot chocolate letting out an appreciative moan. "you have no idea how much i have missed your hot chocolate!" she tells me.
I let out a long breath.. I haven't actually told her about Louis' visit.
"Okay, well there is something I haven't told you.." I say hesitantly, avoiding her gaze.
"mhmm?" she encourages me to continue.
"he came to see me.." I say quietly.
"Louis came to see you?" she asks me, her eyebrows set in a deep frown, she has acquired quite the dislike for Louis ever since what happened between us.
I don't blame her to be honest, I hate every guy that has done her wrong with a passion.
I take my time explaining everything in detail and telling her exactly what Louis has told me, I show her some of our text conversations and she eventually softens up a little.
"Its cute and all and it is so good to see you so happy, but a secret girlfriend Liv?" she says carefully, looking extremely skeptical.
"I know.." I say "I don't like it either but I really like him Ty." i tell her feeling crappy.
"I know baby, I get that, I do.. But this screams f*ckboy to me.." she tells me, rubbing my back for comfort.
We go quiet for a while, letting the information sink in while we finish our hot chocolate.
We watch the movie a little before Ty turns to me.
"Okay so there is something I haven't told you either." she says with a massive grin.
"oookayy?" I urge her to go on.
"well, my new job starts Monday.." she says.
"what? You were supposed to stay for a week!" I say, feeling disappointed.
"good thing my job is here then huh!" she says before breaking into bursts of laughter.
"whaaat?" I ask incredulously.
"yeah, the lovely Jay helped me organise everything, you aren't getting rid of me for a while!" she tells me with a massive grin spread across her face.
I am so happy right now, who wouldn't want to be able to live with their best friend in a beautiful new country?
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