Stuck : A One Direction Fan Fiction

Part 21

Part 21

“Amy, this is Denny Green from DHL in London.  The job is yours if you want it.  Let me know by end of day tomorrow what you decide and we will go from there.”

I am in shock that they chose me.  I was starting to lose hope since it’s been 2 weeks since I was in London.  Harry still doesn’t know what I have been up to.  I have been on contact with Lou to help me find a place over there in case I got hired.  My heart is racing.  I gave been waiting for this for so long and now I have no idea how to react.  

What do I do first?  I look at my time zone app on my phone to see what time it is in London. It’s too late to call DHL and I’m sure Lou will be up but I will wait until tomorrow to let him know.  I don’t know how I am going to contain myself.  I feel like I’m going to burst with emotions.  

I barely got any sleep last night.  My mind is racing a million miles an hour.  I have so much to take care of and I don’t know where to start.  I have officially accepted the job.  My first official day will be in 2 weeks.  I’ll have two weeks to sell what I can get rid of here.  I’ll have two weeks to spend time with my friends and family.  I’ll have two weeks to take care if what I need to in London.  I’ll have two weeks to surprise Harry.  I’ll have two weeks to move to London.  I’ll have two weeks to pack.

First thing’s first, I have to call Lou.  I feel guilty because Harry should know first but I really want to surprise him.  I hope he understands.  ‘Get on Skype’ I text Lou.

It doesn’t take long for him to respond and connect with me.  “Are you alone?” I ask, so paranoid that somehow the surprise is going to get ruined.

“I have headphones on,” he whispers.

“Is Harry in the room?” I ask, a little alarmed that he is whispering.

“No he’s out,” he whispers again. 

“Why are you whispering?” I ask through my laughs.  He always makes me laugh.

“It’s more sneaky when you whisper. Anyway, that’s not important.  Did you get it?” he says in his normal volumed voice.

“I got the job!” It feels so good to say it out loud. Lou jumps up and we start dancing, well at least my version of dancing.  We sit back down a little winded.

“So when are you going to tell Harry?  Or how are you going to tell him? And can I be there?”

Those are good questions.  I mean, I know I want to surprise him but I just haven’t put together all the details.  “I am not sure.  I have two weeks to think about it I guess.” That two week list is getting a little long.

“The flat is yours by the way.  I’ll have it ready for when you get here.  I’ll buy you a bed so you can get nice and cozy when you get here.” he raises his eyebrows up and down.

“Naughty naughty,” I say with a smile.

He looks off to the left and whispers, “Harry’s home, golden gopher out!” and before I can say anything we are disconnected. 

I can’t believe it, I am moving to London.  I gotta start packing.