There is some cursing in this chapter.
It all started one sunny, breezy Saturday morning in a small village. The birds were tweeting and you could hear the gentle swaying of the long grass in a sheep field, surrounded by large, green bushes decorated with a colourful array of blooming roses. The gentle hum of the vast array of crickets scattered around the countryside was so very relaxing. Despite it raining earlier, a beautiful rainbow was stretched across the sky and making an all-round perfect summers day.
Nah, that's not how it all was. Bitch, you really think that's how perfect my life is? I actually live in a small council flat near a chavvy playground where all the 'cool' kids sat and smoked. I live with my single mum, sister and dog, Bob and luckily for us, we are one of the only blocks that has a nice enough view; overlooking the said-to-be haunted graveyard. I am a female; have an okay height of 5,8; long, wavey, blond hair that ended just at my arse and had greeney- bluey eyes. Oh yeah, and my name is Aimee. NOT SPELT AMY OR AMYE, ok? I go to the local comprehensive, have passing grades and the average amount of friends. I am adored nor hated; I am just... average.
*SQUEAL!*
The car in front of me brakes just in time to avoid hitting an OAP. I sigh, drivers these days. Stepping over some dog crap, I carry on walking to my nearest shopping mall. I was going to meet up with my friends and just window shop for a little while. Haha, yeah, I live in a bloody council flat that has 1 bedroom, I can't afford to buy something nice for myself.
"Bye Aimee!" My friends yelled at me, walking from town to go clubbing. Oh and I'm 17. Unlike them, who have a life, I had to go home and look after my younger sister (she's called Scarlet and is currently 11 going on 19 the way she acts ;D) until my mother comes back from her Pilates class; that she cleans the floor for. As of right now, I am nearly home and walking through the graveyard.
*CRUNCH* I hear footsteps behind me. I look around and see nothing. Whistling, I carry on walking and *CRUNCH* I hear the bloody noise again and guess what? Nothing is there! Pissed, I start to walk around, looking for what/who made that noise. I am about to give up when I stumble and fall forward but a pair of hands pull me back and push me up against a headstone. They flip me around and eager as well, I turn my head thus hitting it on the person's nose. "What the..." I am interrupted when the person - who I have now concluded is a male - puts their finger on my lips to silence me. We both turn our heads to the right, distracted by rushed footsteps and spot a guy, dressed in black muttering to himself, "Shit. She got away."
Me? I silently question. He carries on, "She looked right sexy too," I look down. Definitely not me then. "With her blonde hair and green eyes, I bet she was right good in bed as well." He finishes with a sad smirk. Crud. He meant me.
*Creepy Guy's POV*
I sauntered along, staring longingly at the girl a few yards in front of me. She could hear my footsteps so I darted behind a tree and wait a couple moments before walking behind her again. She stopped and I crouch down behind a large gravestone until I heard her footsteps continuing. I stand up and headbutt a branch before falling down on my arse with thump. Embarrassed, I hurriedly compose myself and look around for that sexy female. My eyes widened in disbelief. She had disappeared into thin air.
"Shit. She got away." I muttered, "She looked right sexy too," I carried on "With her blonde hair and green eyes, I bet she was right good in bed as well." I finished with a sad smirk.
*Parker's POV*
Carefully placing down a parcel thing of flowers ( I think they're hycaniatitiffies or hycoonates; something like that ), I glance up and spot some perv like man following a girl; who looks around my age. He has this disturbing grin on his face as he is watching her. No. I am not going to let him do whatever he's going to do to her. Waiting until the man hides again, I run up to the girl, who then stumbles and falls forward. With the rapidness of a... urmm... I don't know, do I look like I can make up a metaphor on the spot? I grab her a push her behind a wall, touching a headstone. I am about to turn her around so she is facing me, but she whips her head around so fast that it hits my nose. Ouch. She looks at me and mumbles, "What the.." But I silence her by putting my finger on hers lips. They are so soft. Parker! Concentrate. Not on her, on what's happening.
We both turn our heads to the right as we hear footsteps coming from that direction. We see the man, muttering to himself. "Shit. She got away." He breathes, "She looked right sexy too," carrying on, "With her blonde hair and green eyes, I bet she was right good in bed as well." He finishes with a sad smirk, walking put of the gates at the bottom of the graveyard.
"Get off me!" The girl yells at me and shoves me off of her. "I was just saving you from that guy.." I mumble, embarrassed that she had yelled at me. PARKER! Be a man. I straighten up and say, "But I guess you knew he was following you and didn't need help." Finishing. She looks at me in disbelief; a shocked look evident on her face. Blush starts crawling up to her cheeks and I stupidly feel my face warming up too.
*Aimee's POV*
Oh my. I am so embarrassed. I was being so dumb in front of this HUNKY MALE SPECIES WHO IS SO HOT I AM VISIBLY MELTING IN FRONT OF HIM AND HIS BEAUTIFUL HAZEL EYES OMG HE IS A LITERAL UNREAL NO ONE IN THIS WORLD CAN BE THIS PERFECT. Aimee. Calm down and compose yourself. "Oh. Thankyou then. Hottie." I choke out and run back through the graveyard and straight to my home.
Hottie?!? Why the fuck did I call him Hottie? In front of him!
I went to sleep dreaming of hot boys, creepy men and a graveyard.
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Hey there! You've made it to the end of this chapter! This is only the first chapter and it has the basic introduction of how the two main characters meet. I can't wait to write more about Parker; he seems such a kind person. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this and message me for any other ideas for this book. Xx
Ruby ♡
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They Met In A Graveyard | a different love story | rubysobrd
Genç KurguShe is followed. He saves her. They leave without introducing themselves. And regret it. Will they meet again? What will happen?
