All of Me (Harry Styles) - Book 2

Chapter 60: Packing Texting Planning

-Ava's POV-

"Finn, I have another box ready!" I call out at the top of my lungs as I sit on my bedroom floor, surrounded by clothes.

Finn appears in the doorway to my bedroom, an exhausted look on his face, "Please tell me why someone with as much money as you refuses to hire a moving company? I'm completely knackered!"

"You've carried two boxes downstairs." I chuckle as he pouts. "And I don't need a moving company, I'm not taking any of this furniture, just clothes and stuff like that."

"Just clothes?" He walks over to my closet, which is now a mess, half of its contents spread out across the floor. "Have you seen how many clothes you have?"

"A girl has needs." I shrug as I fold sweaters and stick them into a box.

"Does Harry realize he's going to have to designate one whole room of his flat for your shoes alone?"

"Very funny!"

"Am not joking." Finn drops himself down on my bed, falling on top of various dresses covering it's surface. "The lad doesn't know what he's in for."

"He's seen my closet and his is huge and barely has anything in it. The man wears the same pair of jeans every day and has a handful of shirts and jackets."

"Yes, but how much room do his bandana's take up?" Finn chuckles, tossing a shirt at my face.

"Says the man who own's like over a hundred skinny ties."

"Touche." He laughs. "So why are you moving in with him and him not moving here? You guys do realize this place is about five times bigger than his right?"

"Exactly."

"Thanks for the detailed explanation." He shakes his head at me with a smile, "On a more serious note, I'll miss living with you."

"I know. Me too." I give my surrogate little brother a smile, "You really should stay here."

"We've been over this Ava, I'm not gonna keep squatting here."

"You're not a squatter!" I argue.

"I live here for free, so yes, squatter is the correct term. Not so horrible with you here, but not happening with you living somewhere else. At least before I felt like I was helping keep you alive."

I raise an eyebrow at him, "Keep me alive?"

"We both know you'd of died from eating fast food and ding dongs had I not been making you eat proper meals."

"True.." I admit with a chuckle, "But still, you really should stay. Someone needs to take advantage of this big house."

"And you will, when you and Harry have a bunch of wee ones running around in nappies." He jokes, making my heart sting a little.

Adoption Ava, I remind myself. We will have kids, just not like most people.

"Besides.." Finn goes on, "I've already signed the lease on my new flat."

I nod, resorting to stuffing shirts down in a box. I really could use Harry's annoying perfect packing skills right now, "How soon do you move?"

"Little over a month."

"Okay, just let me know and I'll have someone come in and cover all the furniture."

"That was literally the most uppity thing I've ever heard you say!" Finn laughs. "But, I've already gotten it taken care of. Least I could do. I've called the servants in to close your mansion up for the winter."