Misses Who? (Sequel to Mrs. Styles?!)

Chapter Three

"Folks, we will be landing shortly so please fasten your seat belts and raise your seats to an upright position. Thank you and have a good night arrivederci."

Putting my seatbelt on I look out the small cubed window looking at the beautiful country Italy. There are lots of different shades of green and blue in view. My love of nature is definitely going to be appreciated here. I really hope that the town I will be staying in is very low key and that it isn't a place where I'd run into any of the boys fans. Looking at my Italian to English language books I make sure I still have some of the italian language in memory. I haven't spoken in Italian in so long.

The pilot is doing a great gentle job making it to the ground I wouldn't have even known we were on the ground if it wasn't for the weird feeling I got in my gut. This really worrys me, although, I know it's normal I never did ask a doctor if traveling in a plane was okay. As the plane descends completely to the ground the feeling in my stomach increases weirdly. Feeling my heartbeat race I wonder if I made a rash decision not thinking about my baby? As the pilot gives one more speech about landing I just sit there overthinking filling my mind with anxious thoughts about the baby. Not knowing what is going on until a flight attendant taps my shoulder bringing me to reality as she asks if I'm okay. Getting up quickly I tell her yes apologizing for being the last one on the plane and making my way to the baggage claim.

Grabbing all my luggages I go outside and into a taxi. Forgetting I threw my phone away I rummage through my purse hoping I wrote the address for the apartment/home complex.

"Excuse me do you know where you're going? I have other clients I could take," the driver comments rudely interrupting my searching.

"Yes I'm going to 'Viva la Italy Appartamentis'. Do you happen to know where that is?" I ask silently praying he does. While going back through my purse.

"I do, now please close the door."

Mentally cheering I relax looking out of the tinted window. The city I'm in has a lot of mesmerizing Villas and homes with green natural land surrounding it. You'd never see this in London where all you see are buildings and millions of people. It's fascinating how quiet it is here and it reminds me of my wedding with Harry we were in a different city but the architecture is all the same.  It's sad how I promised to love him forever in this country and now I'm moving here to get away from him, from everything.

Breaking my thoughts the driver informs me that I'm here, at the place my baby and I will call home. Looking at the building I see the main building/lobby and make my way inside. The lobby is breathtaking with golden chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, red bold furniture that go perfectly with the rest of the room. Pulling out my ID from my purse I go to the front desk and talk to the worker there.

"Hello, my name is Jessica and I've rented a apartment. I'm here to pick up my keys and sign my lease." I announce hoping that the she understands English and that I don't have to repeat myself in Italian.

"Yes hello I remember talking to you on the phone. My name is Olivia and I am the manager. This is your contract and I'll be back with your key." Olivia replies handing me a contract and pen from her desk. Reading it over I agree to stay for six months renewing if I choose to. Which I obviously will cause there's no way I'd go back home so I sign my last signature right as the manager gets back.

"Here's your key you are in apartment 101 just go straight and make a right."

"Thank you before I go I was wondering if there are any doctor offices in this city? Specifically an OB/GYN?"

"Yes we have many offices and small clinics. Are you moving here with your husband? Because I thought you were moving here alone." She says pulling out a few papers maybe with the doctors information and looking at the ring on my finger. Shoot I forgot to leave it in London.

"No its just me but I'm pregnant. Is that going to be a problem? because I am paying for a two bedroom apartment and I thought we didnt have to give childrens information on the lease/contract." I respond worried that I won't have a place to live. I hope there aren't any weird rules or laws here.

"Oh not a problem just how do you say- ah curiousity." She replies handing me the papers,"Here's many doctors you can call and go to. have a great night."

Making my way out as quick as possible I say a quick thank you knowing that lady is probably judging me. She's not the one who had a unfaithful husband who took advantage of her memory loss.

Apartment 101 is finally in view which causes my heart to beat very loud and quick.The building is a very light red almost pink. I've always loved how colorful the homes here were and as I put my key in my heartbeat accelerates while I slowly open the arched door gasping out loud at the inner beauty of my home its both modern and old giving it a breathtaking atmosphere.

Settling in I go to my bedroom I open all my luggages packing my clothes in the appropriate dresser or closet taking out the rest my belongings to make this already furnished place more like me. I place paintings and pictures everywhere making it feel more like home. Before changing the bed set to a modern look giving it a Jessica aura I bleach the mattress, who knows what kind of people lived here before and I'm quite a germaphobe.

Cleaning the rest of the home I finally go to the kitchen only to find out the cupboards, drawers, and fridge are completely empty. Literally no food or silverware which is quite impossible for survival of a baby and person.

Grabbing my book I make notes of everything I need to buy for the house including a cellphone, bathroom supplies, kitchen supplies, and Internet. Before leaving I make my way to my bedroom changing into a skirt and tank top because the weather is much warmer here. As my shirt is midway over my head the doorbell rings causing my whole body to freeze in shock. Harry couldn't have found me it's impossible there's no way to trace me I bought everything in cash and threw away my phone... I made sure I wouldn't be found or tracked I even gave up talking to my parents one last time. Maybe I'm over reacting but what if he did he find me?

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