nothings gonna be the same. (Completed ;)~)

18 year old scarlet in working for close family friend Simon Cowell for then next year and a half or so. bord out of her mind she sits humming hand written song to her self. one day in late august one direction comes in to her life for the better, well and one of them for the worse. see how scarlets life keeps changing throught the Movella enjoy!


33. chapter 32

      “Ugh so many boxes.” I complain to the air. As soon a i finish unpacking me and li’s room i had moved to the bathrooms and stacked them with the necessities and filled the master bath with me and Li’s stuff like shampoo, toothbrushes, and hair dryers. Then after I was done with that Maria help me unpack the kitchen the volunteered to fix up the living room and feed the cats. I take 3 medium sized boxes up stairs to the nursery and get to work . The babys room looks exactly like i wanted it to. Light pink walls and with white trim, The crib is a dark brown with pink sheets. White butterflies hang from the selling at different levels and a soft white carpet covers the floor. the changing table matches the crib and a metal dipper/rubbish bin sits next to it. My dad is sending a toy chest that he made himself and it will arrive next Monday. I hammer some nails into the wall above the changing table and hang up colorful letters that hang from colorful ribbon and spell bailey. I finish and unroll a a black rug with a light pink flower in the middle and lay it out in front of the crib. I plug in an orange extension cord plug in my hot glue gun and grab 5 bags of dark pink flowers. An hour later i’ve hot glued 1,675 flowers to on wall so it looks like flowers have taken over the blank wall. I flip of the hot glue gun and throw away that bags that the fake flowers came in. There is a big bay window that extends to the floor so I put 2 tall back, darkwood wicker chairs in the sunlight of the bay window along with a matching side table. Short white, black, and pink curtains accent the top of the window. I also put a tall lamp with a white base and neck and a pink flower covered shade in the corner of the room. My final touch is neatly setting 5 plush One direction dolls, all wearing their signature cloths might I add. Smiling I walk out of the room and down the steps. the walls are painted red and burnt orange and the kitchen is painted the color of green apples. I thank Maria for all of her help and let her go to the guest quarters. I eat a bowl of Coco puffs and head back upstairs. I snap 5 pictures of the nursery and send them to Liam. I also send them to my dad and stepmum and post them on Twitter. Liam texts back and tells me he loves it and can’t wait to see me. This sends a hollow ache into the pit of my stomach. Or is it just the baby kicking the crap out of my again. It’s probably both. It’s 2 in America so my dad and stepmum reply that they love it and me. And Twitter you may ask? I don’t even bother checking them. I sign of and text Liam good night. Then after brushing my teeth and wiping of my makeup I go to bed.

(A/N: hello again! I;m proud to say that i have my first fan YAYAY!! My Mum is limiting my computer prevliges(?) s i don't have as much time to write. This story is coming to a suprisling quick close and The British have taken over my everyday life. I actully called my sweater a 'jumper' like 6 times said 'Ace' and have been calling my MOM 'mum'. Oh and BTW i'm from America so it ackward. well love all my readers and my 1 Fan so just keep reading. P.s. i have like almost 1,700 reads on this strory and i love reading comments so please comment! always,


P.s.s: I cahnged my name from baa14 to Different_<3_14! 

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