Chapter forty two.
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“You ready to go?” I ask Grace as I step off the last stair and walk into the living room.
“Yeah, there’s three to look at today, hopefully we’ll find something quickly so we can be out of here as soon as possible” Grace says standing to her feet.
“Yeah hopefully” I agree, feeling absolutely rotten inside for lying to her.
It’ll all be over soon, soon Grace will know, soon we’ll no longer be on speaking terms.
I head towards the front door grabbing my leather jacket and a pair of boots having just got changed out of my work clothes.
“We’ll see you in a bit” Grace says to Harry as leans against the wall watching us get ready to leave.
“Ok, have a nice time I guess” Harry shrugs allowing his eyes to skim over me for perhaps a little bit too long.
“Yeah see you” I nod calmly as I try to ignore his lips held tightly between his teeth as his eyes lock with mine.
Grace pulls the front door open stepping outside into the surprisingly cold autumn air as she unlock the car door.
I turn to leave glancing over my shoulder to close the front door, as I do so Harry catches my eye and blows me a kiss.
Rolling my eyes at is pathetic level of cuteness I shut the front door laughing lightly as I approach the car.
He’s so funny at times, the way he can come across so cute and in love almost how you’d expect and young girl to act when she gets her first ‘boyfriend’.
“You seem in a good mood” Grace says with raised eyebrows as she starts the car and pulls out of the driveway.
“I’m just excited for New York” I shrug casually, it’s partly true as I am really excited so it’s obviously effecting my mood to some degree.
“When do you leave?” Grace asks.
“In about a months’ time” I say reaching over to turn the radio on.
“Aw I’ll miss you being all alone in our flat” Grace pouts.
“I know I’ll miss you too Gracie” I reply with an equally sad expression. It’s true I will miss her, I’ll miss her a lot because by the time I leave our relationship will be over.
“Does it bother you that I work with Harry and his father?” I ask Grace after silence had fallen between us for the past five minutes or so.
“Umm I guess not, like really I just feel like it will be awkward for you. But no I don’t mind, Alan’s a lovely man and Harry’s not bad either we’ve just fallen out of love I suppose” Grace shrugs her face seeming blank and emotionless as she continues driving down one of the main roads in the city centre.
“Like if anything I worry that you’ll feel awkward but just try not to let my personal circumstances cloud your judgment or anything” Grace continues.
If anything it’ll be my personal experiences and relationships that could my judgement.
After another ten minutes or so of driving we arrive at the first apartment building.
When we step into the lobby the estate agent is already waiting for us.
“Hello Grace and Alisa, is it?” The middle aged woman asks.
“Yes, hello” Grace Smiles and I give her a welcoming smile and nod.
“I’m Melisa and I’ll be helping you on your journey to find the perfect home” She grins as she walks towards the lift pressing the button.
“So the first apartment is actually under your price range, it needs a little work but the location is ideal so it’s worth the effort” Melisa tells us as we enter the lift.
“You’re on fourth floor too which is nice really, not too high up but not ground level either” She continues.
Melisa leads us out of the lift and across the corridor to the door numbered 14, she turns the key and opens the door for us.
The rooms are empty and the walls are plastered but need painting.
The floor is laminate which honestly I don’t like, I think we’d have to change that.
Melisa leads us around giving us a running commentary as she shows us around the apartment.
The kitchen needs replacing as its outdated and honestly looks like It’s probably all broken anyways.
The bathroom seems okay but the tiles are a ugly yellow and orange design which actually makes me feel a little queasy.
There’s two decent sized bedrooms with rather large windows.
“I’ll give you two a moment to discuss” Melisa smiles before leaving the room.
“Well?” I ask Grace raising my eyebrows slightly in anticipation.
“No. I hate it, there’s too much to do and I just don’t have the time to completely re-model right now” Grace sighs shaking her head before leading me back out of the room to meet Melisa.
“We don’t feel this is the right apartment for us, perhaps we could go straight ahead and view the next one” I smile politely when Melisa asks for our verdict.
“Certainly, that’s fine. If the two of you would just like to follow my car that’d be easier” Melisa nods leading us out of the apartment and locking the door behind her.
“I’ll just give you two some time alone” Melisa smiles before walking into the kitchen.
The second apartment is lovely, the walls are painted a light cream colour, some of which are wallpapered a beautifully light floral pattern.
The floors are dark hardwood and every room has massive windows letting in beautiful streams of light.
The furniture is minimal but actually pretty ideal for the two of us, although it’s actually only Grace that’ll be living here.
The kitchen is newly fitted and so is the bathroom.
Surprisingly the apartment is right in the middle of our price range as its located just outside of the city centre instead.
“I love it” I smile at Grace hopefully.
“Me too” Grace grins glancing around the bedroom we’re currently stood in.
“This seems perfect doesn’t it” I add.
“Yeah” Grace nods pacing over to the large window and looking out at the view.
“Are you ok?” I ask carefully as I step over to stand beside her.
“I just never imagined having to do this” Grace stutters a little.
“I never thought I’d have to find another home, I though Harry and I were forever y’know” She says her voice cracking a little as if she’s about to cry.
“I know Gracie, I know” I say softly not really being able to think of many comforting words.
“Ever since I lost Caleb it all just went downhill really, we grew apart we both grieved but we grieved on our own. We didn’t find comfort in one another and not being able to have another child clearly just made things worse” Grace says wiping the few spilled tears away.
“What were you like before Caleb, if you don’t mind me asking?” I say drawing my eyes away from her to look out into the distant city view.
“It was casual then, we weren’t even officially together but then I got pregnant and Harry said we’d make it work. I moved in with him, we became a proper couple, I could feel our feelings for one another growing day by day. But then when we lost Caleb everything just shattered and slowly distanced back to how we were in the beginning” Grace sighed.
To me it seems they we’re never a real couple, it was never serious, never true love. It was an accidental pregnancy covered up by a quickly brought on relationship that was then torn apart by the tragic loss of their child.
“Maybe you’re better off this way, maybe you can move on and grieve properly now” I suggest pulling Grace into a comforting hug.
“I hope so” Grace smiles softly.
After a couple of minutes we leave the bedroom and tell Melisa we’d like to rent the apartment.
Grace sings a check for our down payment and hands it over to Melisa with a wide excited smile on her face.
Melisa tells us to come to her office within the next couple of days to sign all the official paperwork.
Meaning Harry and I will have to break the news within the next few days before we sign anything so the apartment isn’t in my name too, considering I won’t be living there.
Grace and I head home talking about our plans for the new apartment all the way home as we drive.
When we get in Harry has cooked dinner and left it on the kitchen counter for us with a note explain he’d gone to meet some friends.
I can’t help but feel a little disappointed by his absence, but overall I’m thankful because he’s giving me more alone time with my sister while she’ll still actually want to be around me.
We eat dinner in silence and Grace excuses herself halfway through with a worried expression on her face saying she feels tired and wants an early night.
Once I’ve finished my dinner I clean the pots up and settle down on the sofa watching the few episodes of friends that are currently playing.
After the first episode I go upstairs to change into pyjamas, when I reach the top of the stairs I’m pretty sure I can hear crying.
I want to go comfort Grace but knowing my sister she probably wanted to be alone right now, when we were younger she used to go to her room and lock the door if she was really upset.
Also I can’t help but feel completely hypocritical whenever I comfort her about Harry, as this is all my fault.
You make me feel at home,
We could be anywhere and with you wrapped up in my arms I’d be home.
I’d be happy, I’d be warm, and I’d be comfy.
I’d be safe, I’d be sane, I’d be home.
When you’re around all I see is you,
All I am is yours.
With you I feel love,
Love is the strongest most beautiful thing I’ve ever experienced.
Love is you.
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