fallingforyou

coldest of fields

Okay before I start this new book, I have decided that I'm going to recommend a song (or more than one) for each chapter of the book, so if you feel like listening to them in the moment it'll add to the feelings (kind of) So without further a due- this is my new book 'fallingforyou' I'm sorry it's taken so long to upload the first chapter- but I've been enjoying writing it a lot more than the other book, here goes..

LANY- like you lots

Thursday 18th September//

Moving house sure was stressful, unloading and reloading one thousand times over, your parents complaining you're in the way even though you've done nothing but try to help, so I found myself wandering around the parks of my new town, Sutton Coldfield. It was different for sure, much quieter than my previous place of living, I used to live in London, a much much busier area full of tall rise buildings rather than greenery. I enjoyed the atmosphere of London, everyone rushing around living their own individual lives, sitting on the tube sipping a cup of tea impatiently waiting for your stop to get to work, and rush hour between five and six in the afternoon where you always manage to lose your friends on the way home, the overall buzz will be what I miss the most. On the other hand a change will be nice, a breath of fresh country air, thats part of the reason we moved, a change in lifestyle, thats apart  from the fact my Dads been offered a promotion and he excepted so we've moved to make his travel easier. My phone played 3am by HONNE on repeat as I roam the unfamiliar paths, one earphone in and the other out so I'm not completely isolated from my surroundings. I watched as my dog explored the area and 'marked its territory' as its known as, puddles covered the landscape as the rain sunk into the dirt making me glad I chose to wear my hunter wellies and Jack Wills raincoat. I've got a small quirk for rainy weather, it seems to be my favourite because it means you get to wrap up in cosy jumpers and cute coats, autumn is my love, the browns and greens make the most adorable outfits, especially since my hair is an auburn, verging quite a bit on brown shade. You should probably know I'm really into fashion, a proper girly girl I must admit, shopping for new clothes and makeup are always a yes. So my music taste usually comes as a shock for some, I love the not so typical bands, LANY and Little Comets, however my favourite artist will always be the one and only John Mayer, I'll never get over him. My parents had a massive influence on my music tastes when I was a little younger and hadn't discovered my own style, I used to love Jamiroquai thanks to my dad and artists such as Simple Minds. Now, music is much of a hobby, I like to play every so often, even if I'm not too good at it.

I walked over to a small bench tucked under a tall tree that towered over the area of grass, protecting it from the rain, meaning it was dry and I could sit down comfortably. Gripping my hand tightly onto Blues lead, I set my bag out on the bench, pulling out my ELLE magazine to read whilst I let the hours pass by, I figure its best to leave my parents be and then return later for dinner to save them from anymore 'stress'.

Brads POV;

I let go off Jesses lead as we reached the entrance of the park I've walked her in since she was a puppy, she instantly ran off to her usual spot and left me to roam alone after her, she usually came back every minute or so but I found myself still stood alone after five minutes so I paced closer and closer to the usual spot to see what she was up to, but found myself lingering as I watched a girl, who looked around my age, sat reading a magazine. Her hair sat in a messy ponytail but I couldn't quite work out the length or colour due to her navy blue raincoat covering the end. Underneath she wore a cream turtleneck jumper and on the bottom half she had a pair of black skinny jeans, along with a pair of navy hunter wellies that sat over the top of a matching cream thick socks that just poked out from the top. From what I could make out of them I thought they were hunters, my mum made me get a pair when I was about fifthteen because I always came back from walking Jess with shoes full to the brim with mud, and she brought me another pair last year for my birthday when my feet outgrew the originals. I noticed her glance upwards from her magazine as Jess began taking some interest in her dog, as anyone would, I know I always do. She then lifted her head higher to take a peep in my direction, okay now I probably look rather creepy, but she is sat in mine and Jesses usual spot.