I woke up with a snoring Lucy on my belly. Lucy was one of the cats of Mila. I called her serial killer mom. She and her two daughters, serial killer junior one and two, brought in dead birds frequently. Two days ago, I’d found a bird that was still alive. Poor thing. I jumped up while Mila was still trying to find the energy to do so. “Why so eager?” she asked sadly. “Am not. I just… Lucy wants to kill me, don’t you see that?” I joked. I put on my clothes and Mila followed my example. I sighed as I looked around the living room. This was probably going to be the last time in a very long time I’d have my breakfast here. We went to my house and I started to take my clothes out of my closet and fold them. Mila started to put my books in boxes. That was a hell of a job. When I was done, I continued with my CD’s and DVD’S. I have a hell lot of them and they were my most precious possessions. Around one, the bell rang. Mia went down and she did not return or call me. “Mila, is there a psychopath at the door or something?” Still no respond. I went down and saw why she didn’t respond. Because, not only Jay stood there, she brought her son as well. And until now, I hadn’t realised who it was. Louis Tomlinson. “A moment please,” I said to Jay and Louis. I started to tickle Mila until we laid on the floor and she begged me for mercy. “Behave,” I said. “I’ll show behaviour.” The best I’d get. “I’m sorry, she just…” “It’s okay,” Louis responded with a smile.

“And what about my dad’s things?’” I asked. “We can arrange a store to put everything in a storage or…” “I’d like that, if it’s not too much trouble,” I interrupted Jay. I looked at Mila. “Okay, I think I am going to get the rest of my things together. I see you tomorrow.” Jay nodded. “See you tomorrow,” Louis smiled. “Yeah, bye.” I tried to smile as well, but seriously, I couldn’t manage. I sighed as I went to my room again. It was so empty right now, it hurt. Mila wrapped her arms around me. “So, what do you want to do now?” she asked. I shrugged. It ended up doing nothing very active. We laid on the couch, watching Letters to Juliet. After that we watched zombie land, like the opposite, but it was fun. “Do you want to stay over tonight?” Mila asked. “Sure.”