For the past week I have ben having to sneak in and sneak out of Harry and Louis's place like I'm a thief. While they where in concert I would go and pick up some clothes but that is over now. They're on to the next city and I don't have to feel like a stranger in my own home. It doesn't really feel like home anymore. Harry says I can stay until they come back but I can't stay in this house any longer. I am waiting to hear back about a house I put an offer on and once I get the word that it is mine, I am out of here. I hope it's sooner rather than later.
I walk through the house and it's so quiet. I can't even look in the direction of Louis's room. I avoid that side of the house like the plague. I don't even want to be here but I got the feeling I wore out my welcome at Damien's. His girlfriend didn't seem very happy I was there. I think Harry is worried about me because he texts me way more often than usual. I appreciate his concern but talking to him just reminds me of what I have lost so a lot of the time I don't respond.
I keep looking at my phone, hoping for a call from the realtor. I want to move out and move on. I have to stop myself probably 50 times a day from sending a text to Louis telling him I miss him. I want to go to Wales and beg him to take me back. I go back and forth from anger to sadness. One minute I say I don't need him and the next I am saying I can't live without him. I have to be strong. I can't make the first contact. He can't think this was ok.
I have been so emotional exhausted from the break up that I have had no energy. I have fallen asleep on the couch once again. That's one thing I can count on by being here. I will fall asleep on Harry's comfy couch. I am woken up by the sound of my phone ringing. Is it Louis calling to tell me he has made a big mistake? I pick up the phone and before answering I clear my throat so I don't sound like I just woke up. "Hello?"
"Hello, Jillian, this is Barbara Foster." My realtor. "Congratulations, they have accepted your offer. You can stop by the office to get the papers drawn up and signed. We can do it today if you are free."
"Yes I am free. I will be right there." After hanging up I quickly get up off the couch and swiftly walk into the bathroom to fix my hair. I can't be walking in there with afternoon nap hair.
It is official. I am a home owner. I can't wait until I can move in. It will still be about a week before I can start moving in. A week well worth the wait. I can finally be on my own for the first time in my life. I can leave all the heartache behind in Harry's place. As soon as I get into my car I break down and cry. It's happy tears and it's relieved tears. I Pick up my phone and call Harry. "Hey, H, I got the house."
"Congratulations! It won't be the same without you but I am happy for you." I can hear the guys and especially Louis in the background. Just hearing his voice hurts.
"Well I have to go. I just wanted to tell you." I hang up before even letting him respond. Getting over this is going to be harder than I thought.
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Under Your Nose : A One Direction Fan Fiction
FanfictionHarry tries to set Louis up with his friend Jill but neither Jill nor Louis see that what they are looking for is right in front of them. (Each part switches POV from Jill to Louis)
