A/N: Hey guys! So I finished watching all three series of A2A yesterday, after watching them practically non-stop for the past few days (much to the annoyance of my brother, who does not like my running commentary of programs "Oh he loves her! I knew it! I knew it!" yeah you get the picture) except for Wimbledon. Murray's through (woop woop!) . Hoping he wins now! Anyway, I did miss a few episodes, my brother taking every opportunity to watch them alone, in peace. But I'm going to catch up I promise! And watch Life on Mars, if I can get the remote for more than 30 seconds. Anyway, enough commentary from me, I'd better get down to the story…
I sat in my room, staring at the roof and listening to my iPod. I was bored, but also weirdly content. It was the holidays, it was raining outside and I was über relaxed. I'd just finished ANOTHER romance-y book, and had that empty hole inside that I got whenever I finished a romance book, as it made me realise just how single I am. Then I realised I was moping again. I got up and, taking my iPod out of the docking station, put my headphones on and walked out the door, before remembering it was raining and I would need my coat. So I walked back in like some weirdo, grabbed my coat, stuck it on and walked out again, putting up my hood. I walked down to the bottom of the road, thinking of friends, guys, books and TV shows. A guy pulled up next to me and his lips moved. I took my headphones out, assuming he was asking for directions. "Sorry?" I asked politely. He laughed before saying "What's your name?" I frowned. Not a normal question but I replied anyway, because I was that kind of girl "Louise Montgomery," I replied. He smiled slightly. I was getting creeped out and I really wanted to walk away and go back to my house. "Well, Louise, it's a rainy day. You want a lift home, so that you don't get soaked?" he asked, in a friendly way. And that was when all the things we'd been taught at school kicked its way into my brain. "No, thank you. I'm fine," I said, continuing to walk. He drove alongside, my quick pace no match for his car. "Get in the car," he said, forcefully. I shook my head and walked faster. "Get in the car," he repeated. I broke into a jog, but I knew it was no use. I heard a door slam and waited for him to drag me into the car. A tear slipped down my cheek, making a small trail down my pale cheek. "I'll say it one more time. Get. In. The. Car," he said. "No!" I said turning around, noticing too late why he would only say it one more time. The bullet shot forward and buried itself in my heart.
A/N: So I know, no A2A yet. Please R&R but I'm likely to update anyway, because I'm already enjoying myself too much, and am itching to get the next part down.
Lots of love xx