Chapter 4

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The lads and I had spent hours together the night I arrived in London. We had chatted and laughed all night. I was so happy that we all got along, I just knew it would make this job easier.

At about 10:30 that night;  all the boys and I got into the elevator and rode down the couple floors to arrive at my floor where my apartment was. Instead of turning left walking out of the elevator we turned right and my apartment door was also the door on the right. When we were all standing outside of my apartment, Harry handed me the keys as Niall was carrying my suitcase.

I don't know why none of them will let me carry my own bag but I learned not to fight with them about it. After I finally got the key in the lock and opened the door my jaw dropped instantly. The apartment was huge, there was a small hallway that lead to the bedrooms I assume on the right and a kitchen to the left.

The living was huge with two brown leather couches and a flat screen tv that was mounted on the wall above a fireplace. The walls were a mocha colour and the hardwood floors were so shiney.

The lads helped bring my suitcase in and they were all leaving me to get seattled and get some sleep. Harry was the last out the door as he turned and gave me a hug good night. "Dal, if you need anything doesn't hesitate to call or text alright?" I nodded and said a thanks before I closed the door and locked it. I didn't even look around, I walked down the hallway to find my room and stripped out of the clothes I had been wearing and through onba loose tank and sweat pants. I climbed into bed and fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

I didn't wake up to an alarm or someone calling me, I was awoken by the sunlight coming through the curtains in my new bedroom. I finally had a chance to take the room in. The bed was a dark wood four post bed with a black conforter and tanned sheets. There was also a leather sitting bench at the bottom of the bed that could be used for storgage. To the right of me there were black curtains that seperated the huge bathroom. I loved the open concept of the room especially since it was just me living here. The dark hardwood floor turned into grey tile in the bathroom with white counter tops and a huge mirror above. The stand up shower was all glass with four jets, it was pretty overwhelming and more than what I'm used to but, it was amazing. I was brought of my thoughts to a knock on the door, I grabbed my long grey sweater and headed towards my apartment door to see who was visiting since it could only be six options.

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