John's POV
We got the house. And Philip.
The house was more beautiful than imagined. The outside was a mix of modern and rustic, mainly wooden in a modern look, meaning lots of windows. When you first walk in, the living room is right there. It's pretty big and has a white sectional, along with a large, curved TV on a stand. The coffee table is right in front of the couch, leaving about 2 or 3 feet in walk room between the table and the TV. Continue walking and immediately on the left is a kitchen. It had an island in the center, leaving 2 feet on either side of it. The counters were all marble, the chairs were rose gold. Honestly, gorgeous. Lilac flowers decorated the house along with other succulents. So, anyway, back to the living room. On the left is a door, leading to the 'just sink and toilet' bathroom. Just outside of the door is a spiral staircase. Walk up, large room. Just a gaming room kind of deal, a pull out bed couch thing, another, smaller, TV, along with gaming consoles. On the one side had 2 doors, about a foot and a half apart. One room was Alex and mine. The other was Pip's. On Alex's and my side was the full bathroom, however, no door lead to it inside of our room, so it wasn't really 'ours.'
The house was much better than I though, and there's even a full room where each wall in glass. It's pretty. I have an easel set up there.
Honestly, we are living our best life. Nothing could be better than this. We're definitely adopting Frances in a few months, right when she turns one. Philip's room is big enough to have another bed, so we should be completely good.
I can't wait.
Everything is perfect. Alex is perfect.
I knew since the first sight.
a/n the end :')
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First Sight
FanfictionThird and final book of "This Guy" and "Love" The entirety of the book has the following: T/W Self-harm, smut, thoughts or actions of suicide, mental health mentions, mentions or actions of rape.