Never Give In Sequel

Last chapter ever of Never Give In. I won't be offering any more sequels for Never Give In after this, but I hope you enjoy and please review or send me a private message! I'd love to know if you liked the overall story.

Chapter Ten

When I woke up in the morning, I thought my head was about to split in two. That's the last time I'm drinking rum for a while. The curtains were still open off yesterday and the light almost blinded me. I looked around the room to see Andy still passed out next to me Alex wandering round the flat, gathering any more boxes. I completely forgot that it was moving day.

"You should have woken me up and I would have helped" I mumbled as I tried to shrug the quilt cover off me, waking Andy up in the process as Alex simply shrugged. Since when did he ever tidy anything? "Hang on; you drank more than any of us. How are you still not asleep?"

"Skye, you know I'm good with handling hangovers" Alex laughed as Andy thumped off the bed and headed straight for the bathroom. Alex carried on collecting the boxes up and placing them with the rest.

"Has the moving van come yet?" I asked as I changed my tee shirt and brushed my hair. Alex threw over my toothbrush and toothpaste so I could brush my teeth by the kitchen sink.

"No, but they did ring ten minutes ago to say that they would be here in about half an hour" Alex answered as he picked up one of the boxes. "So, we need to get everything outside" He left the room with two boxes in hand and left me to brush to my teeth. I hurried, knowing Andy and I didn't have long to get ready and get everything downstairs. This was not how I imagined moving day to be. I expected it to be dignified and special. Not me trying to get over there so I can lie down because I have a hangover.

Andy soon came out of the bathroom, shaking his head for some unknown reason. I was guessing he was trying to shake off his hangover too. He looked up at me and smiled, all thoughts of headache disappearing as his eyes settled on my own. He walked over to where I was stood and let his hands rest on my hips before bringing my lips to his. This was where we truly start our lives. We won't have anyone to bother us and we'll have a place where I'm not ashamed to bring friends over. He entangled his hand in my hair as I stood as tall as possible, pressing me lips even harder to his. My hand stayed on the top of his arm, only sliding down to hold his hand. I swear his kisses are the only reason that I get up in the morning. They make me feel so alive compared to anything else I've ever done in my entire life.

"Make me do all the work so you can make out in the flat" Alex complained as he walked in and picked up another box before leaving again. I grinned up at Andy as he pecked my lips one more time. The kiss may have only been brief, but it made me feel like I was walking on air.

"We should probably help him with some of the work" I mumbled into his lips as he attached them to mine again. The last thing I wanted to do was to pull away, but I knew that I had to help Alex. He pouted at me, reluctantly picking up another of the boxes that had all the cooking equipment. Alex returned to the room again so I hurried to get him to help me before he could leave again. "Alex, help me get this dresser downstairs" He sighed, but moved to the other end of it so we could push it down the stairs. It took a lot of work, but we finally got it on the sidewalk, Alex standing there to make sure no one stole anything. Andy and I hurried upstairs to move the sofa down to the sidewalk by Alex. It was heavier than the dresser and bigger so pushing it down took more work than I thought was even possible, but we managed that too.

"You guys are taking the sofa?" Alex asked, exasperated. I had forgotten that this had been his bed for almost half a year. Acting as though it was nothing, I shrugged.

"You've got the flat and the bed now. Why do you still want to sleep on the sofa?" I asked. He shrugged when he realised that what I said made perfect sense. "The flat was cluttered, so you should be glad that we've taken something else out of it for you"

"The moving fan's here" Alex commented as it pulled up. It was bigger than I expected and I suddenly felt like an idiot since we only needed that for the sofa, dresser, bedside table, television and coffee table. The driver didn't say anything, but he helped me push the stuff in whilst Andy put the boxes in the boot of my car. When we had everything packed up, Andy threw my car keys over and we hopped in. I was about to drive off when I realised I forgot to do something. I hopped back out of the car and ran over to where Alex was standing. I threw my arms around him, knowing that I would still probably see him tomorrow, but for some reason I felt like it was goodbye since we wouldn't be living with each other anymore.

"Look after the place" I warned. He laughed, but grinned and nodded anyway. I smiled brightly at him before getting back in my car. Andy waved as I drove down the street to our new address behind the moving van. It wasn't too long a drive and in about twenty minutes we arrived. The moving van stopped right in front of the house, so it wouldn't take much to get the furniture inside. He had already started pulling out the furniture before I even had a chance to get out of the car. Andy hurried over to him and helped him get the sofa out, leaving all our furniture on the lawn. Without a goodbye, the driver drove off down the street and Andy and I were left to get everything in the house.

Just as I was about to step over the doorstep to see the house again, Andy called me back before my feet could touch the doormat. Sighing in annoyance, I turned back to looked at him with expectance hidden in my eyes.

"Why can't I go in?" I asked. To passersby it would probably sound stupid that I was asking my boyfriend why I couldn't walk into our house, but I knew that Andy didn't do anything without a reason and it was always a pretty good reason.

"Because I need to do this" He said as he ran over to me and picked me up bridal style. I was literally being swept off my feet by the man of my dreams. It took me a moment to see what he was doing, but when he pressed his lips to my own, it all made sense. I ran my hands through his hair, gaining a weird look off some teenagers who wouldn't understand what love was or how amazing this moment was to the both of us. I simply smiled at them, not wanting to stoop so low to their level "I need to carry you over the threshold."

He stepped over the doorstep and stood in the hallway of our new home.

"Are you ready to embark on a new life together?" I asked, feeling in a cheesy mood.

"With you?" I'm never ready."

Well I hope you've enjoyed 'Never Give In.' I said at the start of this chapter that I would love it if you could review or private message me telling me what you thought of the whole thing (Never Give In and the sequel) Thanks to anyone who reviewed on this part and the last.