Love Will Remember {Sequel to ATB}

Chapter 1

Gwen’s P.O.V

 As I feel the plane touchdown in Heathrow, I still remember Nathan calling out my name. I’m sure I made the right decision. If I would’ve turned back, I wouldn’t be here living my dream. Well the first part of it. I’m in the U.K, and I’m happy. Yeah I’m happy. I try to reassure myself.

After I go through immigration, and all I head over to get my luggage. Thank goodness I only brought two suitcases. That way I don’t have to carry that many bags. I finally find a taxi, after getting lost twice.

I hand the taxi driver my new address, and he raises his eyebrows.

“Knightsbridge, visiting?” the taxi driver asks. I shake my head,

“No, I just moved here. That’s my new place.” I smile.

“Nice place you got yourself, Miss.” He smiles back.  

I’m starting all over, I’m going to have to make new friends.

Will my neighbors like me? I hope they’re nice, cause I can’t deal with mean neighbors. I don’t think anyone could.

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We finally arrive, at my new place. I’m in shock. How could my parents even get me a place in this building? It looks very nice. I pay the taxi driver, and I get my suitcases out. I thank him again. And make my way inside the building. I notice it called Lancelot Place. Nice name. Now I have to remember incase I go out and get lost.

I’m greeted with a receptionist. She smiles warmly at me. I think I might like her. She seems nice.

“Hello, may I help you?” she ask. I nod

“Hi yes, um I’m new here. My parents just bought me a place here.” I say.

“Oh ok, you are the one who bought the apartment on the eighth floor.” she beams. Um ok? What’s so special about floor eight? I nod again. She hands me the key, and some papers. I’m guessing these are the rules? “The lift is down the hall to your right.” she says, and I make my way to the lift? Those are the elevators right?

The elevators are on my right, I press the call button and the elevator door opens. I walk in and press floor eight. The elevator stops, and I walk out on to the floor. I only see two doors? I guess only two people live on this floor? Me and who else? I need to meet my neighbor soon. I unlock the door, and I’m met with a hallway? I turn the corner to my left, and there is a stunning view of what I’m guessing is south west London? I have to be dreaming. Yup this must be a dream. I walk in and drop all my things. I close the door, and go see where the master bedroom is. I look at the papers the girl from the reception gave me. They are the floorplans for the place. I see that where I’m standing is the sitting area, and to my right is the kitchen. I need to go food shopping. I need to remember that.

Behind me is where all four bedrooms are located. Why did they get me a four bedroom apartment? I really don’t care, I’m finally in England! I walk back to where the rooms are, and I’m in love. My room is amazing. The bed is in the middle of the room just how I like it. All the nightstands, and side tables are made of wood. I think it might be cherry wood. Not sure, but I don’t care. I’m in love with this place already and I haven’t even stayed the night yet. I head back to the sitting area, and open one of the four balcony doors. I step out into the balcony, and I know this place is great for me. I take my phone out, and dial my parents. I hope they are awake. But before I do, I set my phone to GMT. I see it’s 11am here, so it must be 3am in Las Vegas. That’s one thing I’m going to have to get used to. The time difference. I won’t be able to call my mom whenever I want anymore. I don’t think I’ll call her anymore, I’ll just text her.

To Mom: I’m already at my new place! Mom I swear this is beyond nice! I knew by the picture it was nice, but in person. It’s amazing. Thank you!! Call me when you wake up plz :) I press send, and lean on the railing, just looking out at the city. I’ve only been here for minutes, and I’m in love already. I think I get used to seeing this everyday.

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I’ve already put away some of my things. Now I just need to go grocery shopping. I have to get that fridge stalked up. I step out of the elevator, and walk over to the receptionist.  

“Hi, I was wondering where I can buy groceries?” I smile shyly.

“You can go to Waitrose, it’s the closest one near here.” she smiles. Now to get there. She sees my confused look. And tells me how to get there. I thank her and I’m out to see if I can find it. I’m walking down Brompton road. And I see why it’s such a nice place. It full of shops. I’ll be lucky to have any money left. I love to shop. There are a lot of people, out right now. It’s weird to see so many out walking. Back in Vegas people would be driving more than walking. I pass so many shops I’m in a dazed. I walk further down, and I finally see Waitrose. I walk in and I’m immediately lost. I’m going to have to get used to all this.

I pick up a shopping basket, and begin to walk through the isles. I don’t even know where anything is. I want to ask for help, but I’m shy to. I don’t want people to make fun of me. I just put what I know I will need. I grab cereal, bread, and some eggs. I make my way to the meat counter, and pick up; chicken breasts, some streaks, and some shrimp. I don’t know what else I’ll need, but this seems enough for a week maybe two?

After I finish getting everything, I head over to check out. I see an empty cashier and go her lane. I start to put my items on the conveyor belt. The cashier smiles at me, and smile back.

“Hello darling.” the old lady says.

“Hi ma'am.” I greet her back. She starts to scan all my groceries.

“You’re not from her are you?” asks.

“No ma’am, I’m from the states. I just moved here.” I smile.

“Well I hope you like it here.” I nod.

After I pay I walk back out, and I regret getting somethings. The bags are heavy, and I have to walk back to my place. I need a car, but how in the hell am I going to drive here. It looks so complicated. I groan, and walk back to my place.

I arrive and head straight for the kitchen. I need to put away all the dairy, and the meat first. I look over at the clock that is next to the t.v, and it’s barely 2pm. My mom should be awake now. But I’ll just wait for her to call me. While I wait for her call, I decide to marinate two steaks. I want to try out the grill on the balcony. And I’m in the mood for some steaks. I finish off, and clean everything. It’s still early for me to grill, so I go to my room and lay down. I need to rest for a couple of hours, I’ll wake up in two hours and start to grill no problem. I close my eyes and I’m met with some beautiful bright green eyes.

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AN: Hey hey hey!!!! How was the chapter? I hope you guys like it. This chapter is just so can see how her first day in London goes. The next chapter will be the one where you just go wait what? I can't wait for that. So please you guys vote comment like you guys always do. I love ya!!!! xxxx