Clover Love

Chapter 1

Mallory's POV

"This will bring you luck" my mom once said.

I am looking at the necklace she gave me a few years ago. It is a four-leaf clover. I've liked it the second my mom gave it to me, I've been using it ever since.

My mom was wrong. This necklace doesn't bring luck. My life's a mess and the necklace doesn't help one bit.

I am at the park near my apartment, looking at the lake in front of me and the necklace that it is now in my hand. I am 23 and I just got fired from my dream job after someone else's mistake was blamed it on me. I am a really shy and calm person. I should've confronted them and tell them who really was at fault, but I am not that kind of person, and I hate myself for that. Now, thinking about it, maybe that's why they picked me. I have been dreaming for that job for years, and when I finally got it, I only lasted 3 months.

I don't know what to do, not to be dramatic, but I would've never imagined my life would end up like this. I just moved 4 months ago, and my family is in another state. Even if they were here, I wouldn't go back to them, I love them with all my heart, but that is like going back as a failure.

Not happening.

Saying that, I am alone here. I just have my friend and neighbor, Alyssa. She's 24 but she acts like a teenager. She's always happy and talks to everyone. Maybe that's the reason we became friends; we are opposites.

I am single and I'm not planning on changing that. I don't believe in relationships, boys are always looking for something that isn't love. I've never had a boyfriend and I am completely happy with that.

I am staring at my necklace for too long when I hear a male voice screaming. I turned around and see a guy screaming profanities at his phone. He looked angry, wait no! He looked pissed! He looks young, probably around my age, and seems kinda hot.

I said I don't believe in relationships, not that I couldn't distinguish if a guy was hot or not.

He kept screaming to the person in the other line.

What a crazy dude, I thought to myself.

Now returning to my necklace, I remember why I loved it, it was so beautiful yet simple.

I can't throw it away.

"Hey, watch out!" I hear a familiar voice shout. I turned my head to see what was happening, for a split second I noticed a phone coming my way. I couldn't dodge it. It went straight to my forehead.

Everything suddenly turned black.

I felt water everywhere.

I was drowning.

***

I felt something on my mouth, something soft. I felt liquid coming from my mouth and how that soft thing that was on my lips moved quickly.

"Hey! Are you okay? Hey! Please open your eyes!" I heard a voice screaming close to my ear.

I felt my eyes heavy and it was hard to breathe. I opened my eyes way to quickly and moved to my side and started coughing.

"Hey, you okay?" I heard the same voice, but this time it wasn't screaming. I suddenly felt a hand on my back making small circles as if trying to comfort me. I looked to my left and my green eyes met beautiful blue ones. It was the guy from earlier. He didn't look pissed anymore, he looked concerned.

"What happened?" I asked. I touched my forehead and felt a slight pain. It wasn't so bad, but from my lips, it escaped an "ouch."

"Are you okay? Does it hurt?" the guy asked me for the tenth time. I looked at my hand and there was a mix of blood and water that most likely came from my forehead.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I said not looking at him. I was staring at my hand, still trying to remember what had happened.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to throw my phone at you!" I turned to face him, and I noticed we were close. I've never been this close to a guy before. I suddenly felt nervous. I moved to a sitting position and stared at the lake. I cleared my throat.

"It's fine, just be more careful." I said not looking at him. He was in the same position as before and that was still way to close for me to look. I felt his gaze on me and that made me feel nervous instantly.

Why is he still here? I told him I was okay and that it was fine. Why isn't he moving? I thought.

My hand went straight to my neck looking for my necklace, it was a habit of mine, but it wasn't there.

I started feeling anxious now.

"Wait! Where is it?" I said to myself. My mistake was that I had said it out loud.

"Where is what?" the guy next to me asked. I turned to face him, and our eyes met again. When he looked at my eyes, his eyes changed to a worried expression.

"My necklace! I had it with me before I.." I couldn't finish.

I knew where my necklace was.

-Author's Note-

Hi everyone! Thanks for giving this story a chance. Please keep reading and feel free to comment :)

Lots of love, M.