The Boy. (DANISNOTONFIRE)

Chapter 1

"No. I'm just uh I'm so sorry I can't do this...." I stuttered running out of the fancy restaurant leaving the brown haired boy on one knee.

I instantly felt terrible, the pain that was on his face, the face I once kissed under the moonlight on the cold winter night just a day before, the face of my first love, the face of the person who brought me love but whats comes with love you might ask? Pain, and lots of it.

Honestly, at this point, I was too far in thought to know where I was going but did I care? of course not, all I know is that I wanted to be as far away from that devilish boy as I could. He caused me heartache and stress over every little thing I did, it was just never good enough for him.

I wondered around London for half an hour until I found a small little bench to sit down on, I looked left and right to make sure no one could see me have basically the biggest mental breakdown in history. I kinda just sat there in silence replaying what just happened over and over in my head. How could I just of left him there in front of everyone, I must of embarrassed him.

But did he deserve it? Or was I just acting like a prat? I don't even know. But he hurt me, he was trying to slowly drag me into hell like he was the devil himself trying to devour the little bit of liveliness I still had left in me. The bruises he gave me. He truly didn't deserve me. I deserve better. I know I'm not a saint, I know I'm not the best person in the world but I still deserve to be treated like a human.

Tears were slowly trickling down my face as I stared into the cold empty pavement. Then suddenly I burst into tears letting out a few loud sobs, I had to go back home but I was terrified to go back, I knew he would be there, probably drunk out of his mind but I have nowhere to sleep.

"I guess this bench will make do" I whispered to myself sighing.

I awoke to the feeling of someone shaking me "Excuse me miss? Are you okay?" I really didn't want to talk right now or even be awake but I guess that's what I get for sleeping on a bench.

"Oh you're awake sorry I just wanted to make sure you were okay, I mean it's very cold this morning and um, if you don't mind me asking, uh, why were you sleeping on a bench," the tall pale man said a bit too fast.

"No, it's fine I'm glad you woke me instead of a weird guy" I smiled at him, he was nicely dressed, he wore this very lovely grey jacket with black skinny jeans, he looked very handsome.

He kindly smiled back at me awaiting me to answer the other question.

"Oh and um I really couldn't go home and I had nowhere to stay so I kinda just camped out here"

He just nodded in response, it suddenly got very awkward, both of us just kind of stared at each other.

"Um, you don't have to stay you can go if you want I might just stay here for a bit and try to collect myself" I looked up at him. I shivered a bit at the freezing cold air.

"No way, you look cold, come with me and get a coffee, and we can get to know each other a bit" he smiled

"My name is Phil"

"I'm Lacey" I smiled at him

We had a very awkward 5-minute walk to the nearest coffee shop, which was probably the cutest place I've ever been to I mean it was a really nice pinky kind of pastel colour outside and then a baby blue on the inside of it and all of the doors had little fairy lights dangling  from the top of it.

We both ordered our hot drinks and sat down at one of the pretty tables.

"So, Lacey why didn't you go home last night, I mean sorry to intrude it's just I'm really curious and um sorry I shouldn't be so rude we just met an-"

"Phil, it's fine trust me" I smiled interrupting him

He just nodded in response

"Basically, my shitbag of a boyfriend asked for my hand in marriage and I said no and left him in the restaurant and before you say anything like 'but why is he the shitbag' it's because he's a manipulative asshole who always has to get his way and if you don't give him what he wants he will get very violent and I hate him Phil! I want him out of my life!" I was so angry I hated him with all of my heart.

Phil grabbed my arm stroking it slightly "Hey, it's okay if you have nowhere to stay you can stay with me and my flatmate Dan, you don't have to but I'd rather you stay with us then sleep in the cold on a bench"

"Thanks Phil, I appreciate it, a lot"

A/N: Hey! thanks for reading I hope this isn't bad but please forgive me it is my very first story :) (p.s i take forever to write chapters so I will try and update often and sorry for the sudden stop it's just that the chapter was getting wayyyy to long)