I'll understand you, just give me the chance too. - chapter 1.

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"Thankyou, keep the change." I handed the taxi driver a ten pound note.

Stumbling out of the taxi along with my suitcase and three other bags, i closed the taxi door and looked up at the building what was now my new home. I pulled the handle up on my suitcase with my left hand, and picked two of my bags up in my right hand, and shoved the other under my arm, Struggling to walk up the concrete steps, i got a few looks from passers by. Once getting up the steps, i pushed open the wooden doors with my feet and quickly shot in before they closed. I took a quick look around, before making my way to the lift. Pressing the button with my pinkie, it quickly opened. I walked inside and placed my bags on the floor.

"2nd floor." I spoke to myself before pressing the button.

After a minute or so, the lift come to a hault. The doors opened, quickly picking my bags up, i practically ran out of the lift, just before the doors closed, which caused me to drop my bags everywhere. I let outna loud sigh before kneeling down and beginning to pick my bags up.

"Need a helping hand? You have a lot of stuff." I heard a strong bolton accent like mine.

I looked up and saw a tall, muscular, tanned lad with brown hair and hazel eyes, he had a sirk across his face. He bent down and picked up my three bags. I stood up, as did he.

"Parker, Tom Parker." He smiled, "I woukd shake your hand, but theyre a bit full at the moment." He winked, gesturing to my bags.

"Im Sophie." I chuckled, "You dont have to help me, you know?"

"Youre right, I could just stand there and laugh at you struggling, but im not that mean!" He winked again. "Which apartment you in?"

"Erm, forgot what number, but its down here." I started walking.

Pulling my suitcase behind me, and Tom following me too, I arrived at the door I remember. Pulling the key out my pocket, I unlocked the door and pushed it open. I walked inside and heard Tom still following me. Stopping in my tracks as I reached the living room, I let go of my suotcase and looked around the room, forgetting Tom was there.

"Shall I just put these down om the floor? Nice place by the way." He smiled.

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"Er yeah, stick them anywhere. Thanks for your help." I walked up to him whilst shoving my hands in my back jean pockets.

"Tom mate, what you doing in some random persons apartment?" A voice came from the door.

Mine and Toms heads shot to face the door, stood there, was a tall, pale lad with bright blue eyes and brown curly hair. His eyes were shocking blue, I was actually so jealous. My eyes are blue, but boring.

"Coming now mate, was just helping somebody move in." Tom began to walk towards the door, I followed.

"Thanks again, you were a big help! See you around sometime maybe?" I smiled at Tom.

"Yeah definitely!" He grinned, "Bye Sophie."

"Hang on, you cant leave and not introduce us two!" This curly haired guy with perfect eyes spoke again.

"Jay, this is Sophie. Sophie, this is Jay." Tom introduced us both.

"Nicd to meet you, Jay." I bit my lip playfully.

"Nice to meet you too, Sophie." He smirked, not taking his eyes off me at all."Need any help with anything, we're in apartment 6 just two doors down."

"Sweet, thanks. Was nice meeting you both, see you around." I slowly moved thr door to close it.

Tom and Jay smiled sweetly then walked away, I closed the door and walked into my new home. Sitting on the sofa what was lying in front of me, I closed my eyes.

"Home sweet home."

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