Moving On, And Moving In.

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Juliet, 2 months later


"I still can't believe you didn't tell me you were going to ask her! I'm your sister!"

"You know Juliet, it's been two months. You need to relax before you have a heart attack or something."

"Maybe I'd like to have a heart attack. Would that make you tell me these things?"

"Probably not."

"Thanks, bro. But seriously. You couldn't tell me at all about it?"

"Nope. I wanted it to be a complete surprise."

"You're a jerk."

"Aw, I love you too."

I rolled my eyes and looked at the paper in my hands. "Pull up over here. It's this house."

Niall and I...were house hunting. For everyone to be able to live together. Literally. Everyone.

Me, Niall. Harry, Liam, Zayn, Louis, the twins, Sarah, Ella and Xavier.

11 PEOPLE.

And the ways rooms are set up, we're going to need...like, 9 bedrooms.  At least. Harry and I would share, and so would Niall and Ella. Liam, Lou and Zayn would have their own. Sarah would too, and the twins would share for a while. And Xavier is old enough to be sleeping in his own bed, in his own room. I know it only adds up to 8, but as the younger ones grow up, they need to have their own space.

Plus whatever room we might want to use for music.

And if Niall and Ella have more kids after they're married, then...we'll have to kick 'em out or something. Or move into a another house.

Either way, it's gonna be a HUGE place.

We pulled up the gates that were closed, but were opened quickly. We pulled up into round about and got out. We greeted our realtor and walked inside with her.

As we walk in, we're greeted by vaulted ceilings, open plan and even a fire place. The window walls gave us a clear look at the back. A very large pool, covered areas, and much yard area.

We were told it was a 12 bedroom and 15 bathrooms.

whaaaaaat.

We explored, and found a kitchen to be like a dream. Perfect for cooking large meals. And every room was just....ginormous, I can't even tell you.

Like.. Regina's room on Mean Girls. Except bigger. And not as pink.

"I don't know, Niall. I don't think we'll be able to beat this one."

"Well. Should we get everyone down here?"

"Yeah. Probably."

I called Harry and told him to bring everyone. Only a few minutes later, they all pulled up. As they walked in, I could see how I looked when I had walked in. They all looked like they were in awe, as I was, too.

"Can we move in here?" Sarah asked. "I like it already."

Niall was taking pictures and sending it to Ella, since she was in San Diego, packing everything of hers. Though she was quick to say that she loved it.

We talked to our realtor, and put in an offer. Signed away the paper work, and waited.

One Week Later

"Harry, do you think the new house will be great to live in?" I asked him, laying on his bed.

"I think so. It'll be a...a fresh start. I think this house seen enough tragedy." he said, folding his clothes into boxes.

I thought about it. It really had. This is the house that we've lived in since I found out I was pregnant. This house has seen everything good and bad in the past 3 or so years. Break ups, make ups, children, death. But for the most part, it's seen much all of us grow up, mature, grow stronger.

It was a nostalgic feeling watching the movers take all the furniture out of the rooms and into the large moving van.

My room was the first to be emptied. All that was left was boxes full of clothes and other items, a box of bathroom stuff and my phone on its' charger. My fuschia walls with black swirls, they were emptied of all the pictures I had up. My bathroom, empty of everything. Even my closet. I walked through it once more, just to make sure I had everything.

I found one thing that I didn't think would be in there. My stuffed animal, the little Golden Retriever. MY real mother, Elizabeth, had given it to me for my second birthday. As a baby, I had chronic nightmares. When I slept with this, the nightmares went away. I got on my knees, sweeping it into a hug. This, and my locket that I wore along with Harry's necklace for me, were the only things I had left of her.

"I love you, mum." I whispered, wiping a small, stray tear away from my eye. I had called here Liza for the longest time, but I didn't know why until now.

"Jewels?" someone said.

I looked to my right, seeing Harry.

"You okay?"

"Yeah. Just thinking about my mom."

"She'd be proud, you know. Of you."

I smiled. "I have a feeling." I got up, and he took my hand. We walked downstairs and outside. The movers had emptied the house of our furniture and boxes, and were starting to transport it in the few trucks it needed.

We all gethered outside, and loaded up in our vehicles. We took one last look at our 'old' house, and left to go live in our new one.

It was time to move on, and move in.

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