I pretty much ran out the door the second Mum was up to take Harry and I was packed. I shot Bells a text.
On my wayy
I popped a head phone in my left ear, selecting Olly Murs song Trouble Maker. I'll adore this song until I'm grey
She only lived 2 minutes away so I was there by the time the song finished. I rattled the lion head on the door, a quirk compared to the modern interior of the bungalow. I remember all Bells wanted to do the first time she came over to mine was run up and down the stairs. (Since Bungalows don't have any).
"Hey!" Bells opened the door with a huge grin on her face.
"Alright chirpy?" I said smiling as I stepped inside.
Bells house was fresh out of a magazine. It was entirey open plan. I don't mean its cramped, squished and they eat on the sofa out of a microwave on a shelf. God no. It is huge. Marble kitchen, complete with a beer fridge that was well accomadating to my mild soft drink addiction. It's like one of those kitchens you see in adverts for Wickes but never picture anyone actually owning. Her parents fit right into it just as well, whenever they're home they always seem to be entwined in each others arms and laughing. Bells gets annoyed everytime, I can't help but want that for Mum.
The sofa is a centre piece of the space, it wraps around in a semi-circle framing a 50 something inch TV. Situated to the far right is the allocated space for the dining room, I helped decorate the corner a few summer back. Our hand prints are still under the window bench. The four doors along the wall disguise the study, bathroom, her parents room and Bells room.
"You wanna drink?" Bells called over to me from the kitchen. I was already sprawled across the sofa.
"Usual."
She plonked herself next to me and carefully handed me a can of sprite.
"Danke." I opened the can and took a gulp, suddenly feeling a mass of bubbles enter my nasal passage, I splutter hysterically. Bells erupts laughing at me as I struggle to keep a staight face.
"Here." she passes me a tissue still chuckling, and stands up.
"My room?" I nod and follow her to the door.
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Teen FictionRomy. She''s a girl loved by her friends, her family and especially her little brother Harry. She does what every girl should be happy to do. She has her talents and her flaws but over all shes running a pretty good day to day life. Then she gets a...
