Soooo, today is the day!!!! I'm all packed up and ready to leave, even though my anxiety is making me feel terrible.. But I am still super exited, talking with my parents all the way to the airport - making me promise to call every now and then, sending pictures and asking them for help, when i need it. My parent know about my struggle in the past and it still haunts them - it haunts me too... So making these promises isn't that difficult.
Sitting in the plane - I still have tears in my eyes after saying goodbye to my parents, not knowing when i will see them again. The only thing keeping my mood up and anxiety low is Sheila constantly texting and snapping me pictures of her being as happy as a little puppy and preparing the apartment for my arrival. I put my headphones on and turn up for some music - right now i want to feel happy, so I'm playing some pop-punk music, slowly drifting of to sleep.
-- Time skip --
I woke up every few minutes, since i don't like airplanes and people were really noisy, but I managed to survive trying to sleep until we were one hour away from landing. I sat up, looking at my phone to notice 50 text messages and snaps form Sheila:
S:
Y/N! I can't wait for you to be here!
Y/N I'm way to exited!!
Y/N!!!!!
Why aren't you answering?
Are you sleeping?
Heeeeeelllllooooooo?!!!!!
(and so on)I smiled at my phone, texting her back:
Y/n:
Sorry, i slept. We are 1 hour away from landing i LA!! Can't wait to see you again babe!!!-- Time skip --
I got out of the airport that was crowded with people, only to fall on the hard concrete as soon as i got our, when Sheila attacks me. We both laugh and and lay on the ground for a while hugging each other, before we decide that it would be a good idea to stand up - still laughing.
"I missed you so much" we finally manage to say at the same time, which makes us laugh again. "Come on girl, we can laugh more at home - our home" Sheila says, really pointing out the our in that sentence. "We still have a lot to do today" she then adds, taking one of my bags and leading me to her car. We throw my luggage in the trunk, sit down in the front seats of her car and turning up for some Bring me The Horizon before driving off to our apartment.
-- Time skip --
Once we arrive i look up on the building, it's nothing fancy, but everything i would hope for it to be. We take my luggage and walk up inside, taking the elevator to the fourth floor, where Sheila opens up the apartment door. It's isn't fancy inside either, but i wouldn't want it to be. The living room is connected to the kitchen, there is a huge sofa and a huge TV, a small dinning table in the corner and one wall is made of windows, opening up to a balcony. To the left there is bathroom with all the necessities and to the left there is a hall leading to two bedrooms and another bathroom - looking just like the other.
"Your room is on the left side, and the bathroom down the hall is your" Sheila says, grinning at my stunned face. The apartment was so pretty and just perfect for the two of us.
I walk down the hall to see my bedroom, which Sheila already furnished and decorated - with money i gave her of course. I put my bags down beside the bed, running out to the living room. This time it was me attacking Sheila in excitement. "I can't believe I'm really here!" I almost scream at her face, lying beside her on the floor laughing. "This is gonna be epic" I say, which makes her laugh. I missed this girl so much - I can't believe i actually get to live with her now. Or getting to live in LA!
Sheila helps me up on my feet, "Okay, soooo" she says, "I haven't planned anything for today, so you can settle in, get some rest and stuff, you know" She kinda hesitates saying the next words, "But tomorrow we are going out - and you're not allowed to say no!"
Sheila knows about my anxiety and she doesn't seem to happy about forcing me out, but i get it and i want to go out with her - I can't hide forever. "Okay I say" smiling at her.
The rest of the day we just chill and unpack my stuff. We order food for dinner, watching movies and just talk. It's not really that late, when I start to feel tired, because of jet lag and stuff, so we decide to go to bed early.
A/N:
Just to clear things up, Y/N means your name - so it's feels more like your a part of the story. The next chapter is going to be more exiting - you are meeting the Traphouse ;)- Anni xoxo
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