Chapter One

"He is so staring at you and he is a cutie." Alison gushed nudging my arm.
"He is not staring at me!" I hissed at her.
"Come on, look at him, Emily, if you do not want that can I have him?"
"He looks like a model, why would he be interested in me?" I always was self conscious about myself, probably because I used to be chubby when I was younger.
"You look great please go talk to him, I mean look at those eyes and his face, please!"
"You are not going to drop this are you?"
"You know me too well."
"Fine, I will go over there, not willingly, but I will." I muttered a few curses at her and walked over to the tall, slim, muscular, guy with his brown hair perfectly spiked and his indigo eyes sparkling. Yep I am already in love with a guy I have never met.

"Hi I am Emily."
"Hello I'm Tyler." When he smiled I swear the whole room got lighter from how white his teeth were.
"Well-I-Uh-Maybe-Uh." I stuttered looking into his eyes forcing me to look down at the ground.
"What brought you over here?" He asked seeming unenthusiastic about the conversation.
"I saw you from the other side of the room and you looked like you could use some company." I was getting more and more uncomfortable and self conscious by the minute.
"That was nice of you; did you want to sit with me?" He asked gesturing to the chairs beside him.
"Uh sure."

"So any other reasons why you are talking to me?" He asked.
"If you want me to go I can go..."
"No that is not why I am asking, I am just curious out of all the guys in here you pick me, why is that?"
I stared into his eyes and started to lose my train of thought.
"Uh-I-You seemed like a nice guy."
I was getting a weird feeling about him, but I gladly ignored it. He was the most perfect person I have ever seen, his jaw was square with just the right sized lips, and his eyes were wider, almost almond shaped. "How old are you?" He asked after a few minutes of silence.

"Sixteen and yourself?"
"Eighteen, almost nineteen."
"You live alone or with family?" He asked looking down at his drink.
"No, I live with a cat though."
He burst into laughter and so did I. He seemed so easy to socialize with he was shy when it came to odd questions, but he was pretty outgoing most of the time.

"You want me to walk you home; it is pretty dangerous out here at night?" He asked standing up and offering his hand to help me up.
"Yeah sure that would be nice." I smiled and took his hand.

We both walked out of the club and started walking. There was silence as we walked, I kept looking at him to make sure he was real and I was not imagining this. I probably should not be walking home with some guy I just met when I am basically wasted, but he offered. "How long have you lived in Bridling, England?" He asked after awhile. "Since I was eight I use to live in Austria, but my mother moved here after her divorce from her fifth husband, what about you are a Bridling boy?"
"No I didn't move here till three years ago."
"Why did you move here?" I asked stumbling into him.
His strong arms caught me and held me up.
"Because it is not crowded and there are not a lot people here." They way he said that scared me for some reason, it was not right.
"You do not like people then?"
"In certain ways I do like people and others I do not."
"Is that your place?" He asked pointing to my little two bedroom house with the crummy brown paint job.
I nodded and leaned on his shoulder. Everything started to become hazy, especially my vision. I remembered opened my door and walking in, but that was it.

I woke to the feeling of the warm sun on my face and the pounding head ache of a hang over. I stretched my arms keeping my eyes shut hugging a pillow close. "Morning." I heard his voice. My eyes snapped open and he was lying beside me with his eyes closed. I let out a little squeak, and made sure I had my clothes on, just a tank top and underwear, lovely.
I started freaking out. "Who let you in?" I asked.
"You let me in."
"No you were supposed to walk me home and then leave."
"I tried but you begged me not to go."
"Why did you not leave when I was sleeping?"
"You were hugging me all night long and you still are."
I looked down appalled, I was not hugging him. I looked down and I was hugging his arm. I let go and moved away. He chuckled and opened his eyes looking towards me. "Y-Y-You need to go." I said concentrating when he opened his eyes and looked at me.
"Okay I will go." He said leaning up on his elbow.