beside you | wroetoshaw

part thirty-nine

as i returned back to my flat once again, bunch of letters laid on the floor just behind my front door. i rolled my eyes as i slowly bent down to pick up the pieces of paper that i couldn't bare looking at - never mind reading.
one of the letter had big red letters stamped on the front, spelling 'URGENT'. i huffed knowing exactly what it would be about, not yet ready to fully accept it yet.

i shuffled my way to my kitchen and threw the letters on the island, trying to dismiss them for as long as i could - which thinking about it got me into this mess to start off with.
i slumped around my kitchen, opening the empty cupboards trying to find the tea bags but failing multiple times as i always forget where i keep stuff in this kitchen. but as i found them i threw one into a mug and started boiling some water, making a much needed cup of earl grey.

my headache had almost fully went away by now, but the feeling of last night was still lingering through and around my body. i decided it was time to read these letters, get it over and done with, rip the plaster off quick type shit. my hand reached for the letter that stood out the most, which was of course the one marked with 'URGENT' along the front.
i ripped the seal and took the important piece of paper out of the flimsy envelope, the paper opened to a whole page of words, the first words reading

'you are hereby being notified to vacate from...'

i felt my stomach drop, even though i fully expected it to happen. after all i bring it upon myself.
i brought my phone out of my joggers, that were actually harrys joggers that i was still wearing, and decided to phone harry - to tell him the news.

i tapped on his contact, making my screen flash black with his name signalling it was contacting him. i held the phone up to my ear listening to the phone ringing, hoping he would pick up.

"you miss me already?" was the first thing to come out of harrys mouth after answering

"how could i not" i blushed

"soppy cunt, you alright" he asked, curious to why i was actually phoning him

"well remember earlier when i said i would probably be getting kicked from my apartment?" i started

"yeah"

"well i must be a psychic because as i got home, a letter was waiting to tell me i have gotten evicted" i mumbled while playing with the letter in my free hand

"oh shit, so it looks like you really are moving in with me and cal then?" harry answered, sounding both sympathetic but excited at the same time

"yup, i am now, it's still okay if i do come live with you guys isn't it?" i asked

"of course, even if you made more money than the both of us combined you would still be welcomed to stay here anytime" harry reassured

"awh look who's the cunt acting all soppy now" i laughed

"fuck off" he jokingly replied

"well, guess i'll have to start packing then" i replied realising soon enough i won't be living here anymore

"do you want me to come and help you?" harry asked from the other side of the phone

"no i'll be fine, i might need help getting my stuff to yours but that won't be for a while" i answered while looking around the room realising that half the stuff won't be able to come with me.

"alright then, well the quicker you get packing the quicker your arse will be here so hurry up" he laughed, speeding up his sentence towards the end

"okay, okay. i'll speak to you later" i responded, not really wanting to end the call just yet

"goodbye emilia, don't miss me too much" i could hear his smirk through the phone

"don't let your head get too big boggo" i shook my head while laughing

"i'll try, i'll try" he still laughed

"in a bit" he said while ending the call, i put my phone down to be surrounded by nothing but silence once again.

-this is just a filler

if i start writing another story would you lot read it? it would be about harry ofc, but i'm not sure if i should start one or not. i would of course still write to this but if also do the other as well?
opinions pls