Chapter 13: No more ocean

Natalie’s POV

Krystal stare at me like I was a ghost

“Natalie!”She said with shock

“Shush I’m doing a surprise here” i say to get jokingly

‘Is he n there’ i point to Luke’s office while balancing the paper bag with our favourite tacos from our high school hangout.

“Yeah he’s inside and lucky for you he finished his meeting 30 minutes ago you have plus minus an hour before he has to go to another one” she says

“ you’re an absolute star you know that right?”

I knew Krystal from high school. She was in our rival schools dance team. But we were always friendly with one another.

I make my way to the office… i knock three times before I hear a come in. I twist the lock and open the door. He’s sitting on his desk looking at the laptop with a serious expression

“I wonder if any of your employees know that you used to cry at Pixar movies” i say as I lean on the doorframe.

He looks up. Blinks. Looks down on his laptop then looks up and blink again.

That really cracks me up.

“Hi stranger” i say to him with a little wave

“Am I dreaming?” He rubs his eyes as he says that.

“Nope I’m definitely here and I bought us tacos” i say waving the paper bag in his direction.

He jumps to his feet so quickly that his chair topples backward, crashing into the glass wall. He rushes over to me and pinches my cheeks

I pinch him back

“See… real”

“What are you doing here? You’re supposed so be in London” he asked bedazzled

“I was in the area and decided to come see my favourite person” I didn’t actually think this far ahead. I didn’t plan on what I was gonna say I’m just winging it at this point

“Can I sit down my feet are killing me”

My feet were actually killing me. I’ve been walking around or taking taxis to get around the city cause my cause hasn’t arrived yet and I didn’t want a rental.

We make our way to the sitting area. I start taking out the tacos and placing them. As I’m doing that I can feel him starting at me. I take my own time just to mess with him

He grabs the serviettes out of my have and aggressively places them in the centre of the table then quickly take out the sauce and places it in the middle then looks at me

“Don’t laugh at me. You were taking your own time and I need type to start talking”

“Okay so…. So the thing is…. Well I’m” apparently I stutter now. It’s honestly a very simple sentence I don’t understand why it’s difficult to say it.

“You’re really killing me here. When did you arrive, How long have you been here and where are you staying cause it’s definitely not by your moms I was the yesterday and I didn’t see you clothes anywhere”

“What were you doing there?” Mom didn’t mention that

“Don’t change the subject here. I’m asking the questions” he says so seriously it seems like an interrogation room

“Okay okay… I got here about a month ago and before you attack be quiet and listen. And I’m staying at my apartment and to give you an answer that will help you understand-“ i pause for dramatic effect

“Surprise! Im moving to Tribecca. Permanently…. I think”

He just looks and me dumbfounded

“It’s is the part where you say something like omg really or you jump up and hug me or you die of joy”

“ what do you mean you’re moving here” he says almost cautiously.

I role my eye and say “ exactly what I mean I Natalie am moving here…. You don’t seem that excited” i say as I stand up

He jumps from his sit and pushes me back down and sit best to me

“You mean to tell me you will be living here from now onwards”

“That is generally what a person mean when they tell you they are moving here. So yes that is what I mean”

the only thing I can think of is that I broke him. I genuinely broke hi-

“So that means I get to see you everyday”

Yeah I definitely broke him

“Yes” i say slowly

He hugs me so right it feels like my lungs are being squashed

“You’re squeezing me real tight here” I saw breathlessly

“Oh I’m so sorry “

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We spend the rest of the hour catching up until he has to leave for his next meeting

He promises to help me finish unpacking when he’s done with work.

Before anyone judges me it’s very difficult to unpack and manage a new store at the same time.

The only place that is nearly full unpacked and placed is my room and the closet everything else hasn’t been touched.