Chapter Thirty  I just stayed silent and stayed out of the way while Andy spoke to the receptionist and checked us in. The old lady behind the counter seemed really nice but was clearly confused. More than once she referred to me as Andy’s dau

Chapter Thirty Two A loud annoying sound woke me up and as soon as I opened my eyes, sunlight invaded my vision and I had to close them again. I turned over, facing away from the window, only then realising the annoying noise were seagulls. The balcony d

Chapter Thirty Four  ** A few days later ** I leaned up and shoved my bags in the overhead storage compartment and took my seat next to the window. I was so excited to get home and see everyone. My parents had offered to come and get me, but I already had my train tickets booked and honestly, I find riding the train strangely relaxing. We weren’t due to leave for another 15 minutes or so, but I had gone and got a Starbucks frap and a nice sandwich from the station shops before getting on, knowing I’d have some time to kill before we left. I took my phone out and sent mum a quick message saying I was on my train now and I would let her know when I was close to home so she could come and pick me up. As soon as I sent

Chapter Thirty Six I woke up the next morning, naturally. It felt good to have one morning where an annoying alarm wasn’t splitting though my dreams to wake me. I had gotten off the sofa at some point last night and crawled up the stairs to my old bedroom. I stayed, laying in bed and just looked around the room. Nothing had changed. I had left a bunch of stuff here when I moved out, just things that weren’t important enough to take with me but too important to throw away. Photos of old memories lined the wall, in a teenage-style collage. I smiled, looking at them, although being across the room in bed, I couldn’t make out what half of them were. Groaning, I rolled over in bed and pulled the duvet up to my chin. Snuggling under it, not wanting to get up. I could already fee

Chapter Thirty Eight As soon as I started to get ready, the hours seemed to fly by and before I knew it, James was texting me to tell me he was on his way. As soon as he did, I started panicking. What if he wasn’t as cute as I remembered?! What if I wasn’t as cute as HE remembered?! I found myself obsessively checking myself out in the mirror, hoping every time I did that i would look the same… of -fucking- course I’d look the same. I was driving myself crazy. Since we were staying in tonight, I was very confused about what I should wear. I wanted to look nice, but obviously NOT overdressed, I wanted to look cute but not like I was trying too hard. So, I went with some skinny jeans and a nice casual, yet slightly cleavage-revelling, top.