♥Well hello humans and lady gagas :)
Hope you are all enjoying! ^-^ tell me what you think of the new trailer! ←first chapter at the side
And heyheyheyheyhey why am I not getting as much comments as before?
It hurts yoh, it really hurts.
enjoy now and ignore my bawls♥
I unlocked my door and entered my house.
-"You are beautiful, no matter what they say", I hummed.
-"Words can't bring me down, oooh", I sang, dramatically singing the oh part.
I hummed along and wandered around the house.
I opened the doors to the visitor rooms and scanned through the neat beds.
One of them used to be my room when we first got here.
I remember Harry and I argued about who was getting the big room.
I won the argument and I got him to sleep in the main room because he bought the apartment.
I smiled at the memories and decided to clean-storm the house from floor to ceiling.
I put on some Elvis Presley music (one of some old discs Harry had in his drawer) and swayed my hips to the rythm.
I picked up the vacuum, a mop and an old piece of cloth and started to dance and spin to the music.
I put on an apron to add it a little more of a Broadway style and sang loudly.
-"Yeah!", I cheered.
I wiped off the smudges on the mini-table and shelves. I mopped the floor and dusted the furnitures.
-"Well, that's alright now mama, anyway you do!", I histerically sang.
Then I heard a knock on the door.
I covered my mouth and started to giggle.
-"Who is it?", I asked, stopping the music.
-"Stuart!", he said.
I took the rubber gloves off and left the vacuum on the floor.
-"Hello", I said, opening the door.
-"Hi", he smiled.
-"What brings you here?", I asked.
-"Just wanted to see if you were bored or something, but I see you're a bit busy", he chuckled nervoudly while rubbing the back of his neck.
-"Oh, I'm done. I was just cleaning you know", I said, passing my tongue through my upper teeth because of the awkwardness.
-"Yeah, but I'm leaving anyway. I don't want to bother or anything", he said.
-"Oh come on, you came already", I said, pulling him in and closing the door.
I took my apron off and put away the cleaning tools.
-"Take a sit on my massively clean sofa", I said.
-"Thanks", he said, smiling at me.
-"Do you want something to drink?", I asked.
-"Sure", he said.
-"I have lemonade, beer, water, soda and ham", I offered, scanning through the fridge.
-"Ham?", he asked.
-"What? Oh, I mean.. Oops", I giggled.
-"I'll just have water", he chuckled.