Flying in Love (a Niall Horan fan fic)

Chapter 58

"I know, Lexi. It's okay, it'll be a good opportunity for you to continue where you left off without all of this craziness."

"Craziness?"

"Yeah. Dating a celebrity and going through all the things that come with it. Like paparazzi and fans. It's too much."

"I guess... but I had a lot of fun dating a celebrity" I gave him a weak smile.

"I had a lot of fun dating you too. We should do it again soon" he laughs.

"Hit me up Neil Horvan." I wink. "once I get a phone again of course."

"I will, trust me." He smiles and gives me another hug. He agreed to walk me out to our moving van.

Our eyes didn't leave each other's sight until they were forced to.

The airport was a horrible place for me to go to until a little over a year, when clueless me went on the wrong plane. Who knew all of this would happen?

But now it was time to leave, with one less member of the family.

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We got back to Wisconsin very late at night on the next day. The moving truck was ordered to bring our stuff to the flat where I will be visiting the next day. Then if I decide it's where I want to live, Ill unpack my stuff and the moving truck would go to the flat Brian will visit.

Brian wakes me up at eight the next morning. He told me he woke me up so early so that we could go get me a new phone, since it has been a long time since I have had one.But with all that's happened in Ireland, there was more things to do than text.Plus, there was also no one to text anyway.

After an hour of debating on which phone to get, I finally decided on a basic phone for now so that I could save and use the rest of my money for furniture and stuff. Brian didn't agree to my choice for a long period of time, but eventually gave in after he heard my plan about saving my money. 

The two of us ate at a Wendy's nearby before heading to the building where I would tour the flat I want. I already fell in love with it when I first saw the pictures on the website of the building. When my appointment at one arrived, Brian and I headed inside. We were greeted by a man in a perfectly ironed suit standing at a white desk. The desk reached his upper hip and the computer that was on it reached to his lower neck.

The lobby was covered with the color scheme of yellows, greys, and white. Grey couches with streaks of yellow around a white coffee table to the left of us and the desk to the right."Welcome," he greeted us. "Hello, we have an appointment to look at the flat on floor seven,"

"Name?"

"Alexis"

'Okay, you can stay in the lobby until we get someone to give you a tour. Would you like something to drink while you wait?"

"No thanks, do you?" I face Brian.

"No, I'm good."he smiles and we both sit on the couches that seem more comfortable than they look. Everything looks too fancy to touch yet it is somehow soothing. It makes me feel like it's what my dad would want me to have.

Around ten minutes went by before a woman aroung five years older than me introduced herself to the both of us and took us to the elevator. She told us her name was Kathleen and she seemed very neat yet comfortable around others. This is where it will begin.