Stuck With You

Sequel to I Survived


24. Chapter 23

As we sat back in the taxi, which had taken us there, a flood of relief washed over me. The apartment was perfect and it was in walking distance of everything I need. I couldn’t see Laura’s house from here but I could easily get to it, I don’t want to seem like a stalker, I wasn’t going to stalk her, it wouldn’t solve anything.
“Anyone moving with you?” The sound of the man’s voice, which I had become to know as Jeoffery, interrupted my thoughts.

“Nope.” I replied vaguely.

“First time living alone?”

“Yep.” My one words answers weren’t the most riveting to say the least.
“I’m sure you’ll love it.” He grinned at me, I flashed a brief smile before turning to look out the window. To my great relief we were almost pulling up outside the estate agents before the conversation got any more awkward. We both piled out wasting not time.

I walked back outside the agency, as smile plastered on my face. The reality of the fact I was growing up was hitting me. I couldn’t help but feel a little flustered, I was free to do what I want, when I want without anyone around criticizing or judging me inside my own home. I gripped my bag which was slung on my shoulder as I look up and down the street before crossing over. I gazed down at my watch, it was only two in the afternoon and if I had thought this out through the One Direction boys had a meeting right about now. I took no time in whistling down a taxi and jumping inside. I wasn’t ready to face any of them again yet so I was praying I had worked it out right. We were soon pulling up outside their house which only caused my stomach to tie itself in knots.

“Eleven pounds then love.” The driver spoke as he switched the engine off.

“Would you mind just waiting here? I’ll only be a minute.”

“Not more than ten minutes.”

“Got it.” I rushed, clambering out the car and hurrying myself up the path. I took a quick glance through the front window, the place looked pretty empty just as I suspected. I pulled the key out form my bag which I had gotten from Louis on the first day living there. I stepped inside and still couldn’t hear anything. I tiptoed through the silent house, still aware that they could appear at any moment in time. I reached Louis’ room, the one I used to share. As I opened the door I let out a deep breath, it was completely empty. It looked as if Louis had cleaned up, which was something unusual. I scanned the room and located my guitar, it hadn’t been moved. I ran over to it and grasped it in my hands, my face couldn’t hide a smile any longer. I was in a complete trance when I heard a strange noise occurring from the room next door, Harry and Jenna’s room. My eyes opened stupidly wide, I wasn’t alone like I thought. I held my breath as I tiptoed down the hallway but I stopped dead on my tracks when I heard an unfamiliar voice. I leant closer to the door where I could hear Jenna’s voice and an unknown one with it.

“I could have sworn I heard something.” The unknown male voice rippled through the door. How did someone hear me?

“You’re just imagining it, now c’mon before someone really does get back.” Jenna hissed.

“No seriously, I heard something.” The male replied even louder.

“Look there’s no one here, I’ll prove it!” Jenna shouted. My eyes were barely in the sockets as I heard her footsteps fast approaching. Before I could even move the door was already swung open. I cringed at the sight in front of me, a barely dressed Jenna and a naked stranger.
“What the f*ck are you doing here?” She snarled, her eyes burning into my skin. “You’re not allowed here, you’re supposed to be gone forever.”

“I just-”

“Natasha?” I was cut of by another voice. I turned to look to my side to see the boys had arrived back and were now piling into the hallway. My eyes locked with Louis’ as he called out my name, but quickly turned away, I couldn’t face him yet, it was too soon.
“JENNA!?” Harry shouted, startling us all.
“Harry, it’s not what it look like!” Jenna defended herself, trying to cover up as much skin as possible. The random stranger was placing his clothes in front of his private parts as he came into view of everyone.
“Well then what is it?!” Harry yelled, clearly furious.

“He’s just a friend!”

“With benefits.” The stranger hissed.
“No Harry, it’s not lik-”
“Save it.” He growled cutting her off.
“Wh-what?” She stammered.

“Get out.”

“You don’t mean that.” She pleaded in a somewhat sweet voice.

“Get out of my sight and don’t come back.”


“Fine, I don’t need you anyway.” I couldn't help but let out a small laugh at her statement, of course she needed him, he was her way to the top, her way to destroying me and now that was gone.

“You bitch!” She spat in my face, bringing her hand up to slap me but someone’s hand was already there stopping it. My eyes were squinted shut waiting for the impact, which never came. I opened my eyes to see Louis’ hand gripped tightly around her wrist before she wriggled it free and storming off.
“No, that would be you!” I shouted back after her. I looked at Harry, he look genuinely hurt. The strange guy shuffled past us and the awkwardness, not looking at anyone.
“Haz.” Niall tried to say.

“I’m fine.” Harry muttered before walking into his room and slamming the door shut. We all stood there, staring at the wood until I realized I didn’t live here anymore. I gripped my guitar tightly, praying the taxi was still there. My legs began to carry me towards the front door until someone called my name.
“Natasha?” Louis’ voice sounded sincere and genuine, just like his eyes when they met mine. I could feel tears building up along the waterline, but I couldn’t let that happen. I merely shook my head at him and crept out of the front door, closing it behind me. I need a new start, with new people; it was for the best, right?

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