Law of Attraction

S E V E N T E E N

Will's POV

Three weeks have passed. It has been crazy busy with Bex working hard at the Law firm and me filming end editing video's to stay ahead ready for the move. The move had been a right royal pain in my arse, taking longer than we originally hoped. But finally we have completed, collected the keys, and today is the day.

Bex has taken a week off of work for the move, neither of us wanting to be living in a sea of boxes longer than necessary.

We spent the night at Alex and George's flat as the removal men have been hard at work since yesterday, packing and dismantling everything ready to be moved. We had nothing to do for an hour or two whilst they began filling the new apartment, so me, Bex, Alex and George all head downstairs to the cafe. The boys have offered up their services to help with the unpacking, and we are so grateful.

We drink our bodies weight in coffee, chatting about nothing. I know it is going to be a long day, and I want all the caffeine I can get. I literally hate moving - it is such a ball ache. The only thing keeping my spirits up is the fact that I finally get to live with my girl in the apartment of our dreams.

Once it hits midday, the four of us gather up our bags and jackets and head to the top floor - takeaway coffees in abundance for both us and the removal guys.

We walk through the open door to something that could only be described as a mess. Furniture and boxes just dumped everywhere. Two guys were busy moving them to the correct rooms, two where reassembling the furniture in various rooms, and another four where bringing everything up and dumping it into the hallway. Chaos.

I dish out the coffee's to the team, and me, Bex, Alex and George huddle around the island in the kitchen, ready to get started on the hard work ahead. George takes the kitchen, Alex takes the bathrooms, I take my new office, and Bex takes the master bedrooms - the four most important rooms in the flat.

Becca's POV

When I make my way into the bedroom, I find the two workmen finishing up putting the bed back together. There were suitcases galore, and four or five boxes. The bedroom wasn't going to be hard - it was mostly clothing, shoes and accessories. But there was no way I would be able to sleep in here tonight unless it was fully finished. I can't stand mess.

Once the workmen leave the room, I stand and quickly glance around to get my bearings. Figuring out where to move the furniture to, where the boxes of other stuff would be put once unpacked.

Once I have my plan, I kick my shoes off and begin dragging and pushing furniture around. Thankfully it was all fairly light - just the bed, two chests of drawers, two bedside tables, my dressing table and two armchairs. We were incredibly lucky with this apartment as it has a massive walk-in wardrobe.

Once all of the furniture is in place, I drag all of the suitcases into the walk-in wardrobe. I unzip one at random and begin to hang and fold the the clothes away. I make quick progress, and by 2pm I have all of the clothes, shoes and accessories unpacked and put away nicely. I zip up the suitcases and put them on the very top shelf that lines all four walls of the wardrobe so that they are stored out of the way.

I go back into the main bedroom, unzip a small cabin case, and unpack all of my make-up, skincare and hair products onto my dressing table before also adding that case to the top shelf.

I head downstairs to find the other lads to see how they were progressing, planning on grabbing a drink. As I get to the bottom of the stairs, Will walks in through the front door with another load of coffees. It is like he read my mind.

We all perch on and around the kitchen island, sipping away and enjoying the short break. George had done a cracking job and the kitchen was fully unpacked so he had moved onto the living room. The furniture was all in place, TV was set up, and he had even begun on the boxes of ornaments, books etc.

Will said his office was almost complete, maybe another half hour. Alex just had the master en-suite left to do. We were making brilliant progress and it was only 3pm.

If it wasn't for the removal men and the lads, we wouldn't have even begun unpacking by now. We would still be lugging boxes and furniture up to the top floor of the building.

I finish up my drink, dump the empty cup in a carrier bag on the worktop and head back up to the bedroom. Just the boxes to unpack and the bed to make.

Will's POV

By the time it hits 8pm, beyond everyones belief, the entire apartment is unpacked and in its place. All four of us are knackered, and my bank account is considerably lighter after paying the removals team.

In just twelves hours, both of our old apartments had been emptied, moved into the new apartment, and everything had been resembled and unpacked. We had even taken all of the recycling and rubbish down to the bin yard. If moving was like this every time, I wouldn't grumble.

I ordered a plethora of pizza for all, and once it arrived we all collapsed on the sofas in the living room - stuffing our faces, bottles of beer and cider in our hands. We bloody deserved it.

'I can't believe between the four of us have unpacked an entire five bedroom apartment in less than eight hours' Alex mumbles through a mouthful of food.

'Neither can I! Thank you so much for helping guys, we could never have done it without you' Bex says quietly, tiredness hitting her hard.

'We owe you massively' I throw into the mix, honestly so grateful for what they had done.

Once all of the food and alcohol was gone, I gently kicked the lads out to their own apartment. It was only 10pm but I was fucking knackered. I gently pulled Bex up off of the sofa, and we staggered up the stairs to bed.

Our first night, in our first home.