Is this love?

Chapter 1 - The day I met him.

Stella's POV

Ever since I was a child I always dreamed of living my life freely and by my own will. I always wanted to escape that dreadful house where my parents were always fighting and screaming at each other. It was traumatic and I wanted to go away. 

Finally, when I was 18, I packed my bags and moved out of my house. I said goodbye to my parents forever and promised myself to never return to that house ever again. I was always good at studies so I managed to get myself a scholarship and get admission in Ohemia University. I had always dreamed of coming here and my life seemed to be going pretty well. Music has always been my passion and I love to write songs and create different tunes and post them on the internet. 

I was laying in my bed thinking about how far I have come in my life. Suddenly my alarm rang, even though I usually woke up before the alarm rang itself I didn't really understand why I still set it on my phone. Never mind, I knew I was too lazy to remove it. I got up from my bed and got ready. After a shower, I looked up at my closet and decided to wear a basic hoodie and some gray jeans. I tied my hair into braids and took out a pair of sneakers from the shoe rack.

I gathered my books and headed out for the college. I looked up at my schedule, it said that I had three classes today. I headed to my first class of the day. I didn't have many friends at the university. My roommate was away due to some issues at her home so I usually had the apartment by myself. Irena (Stella's roommate) and I met two years ago when I first came to Westerfield. I had a taken up a job that was enough to pay apartment rents so we decided to buy an apartment for ourselves. 

These days when she is not there, it really feels lonely but I've gotten used to it. I reach the classroom and take a vacant seat in the front and open my textbook to have an overview of today's lesson. The class is boring and I find it hard to pay attention as a result of my professor's sleepy and dull voice. Finally, after two whole hours, the class gets over. It's almost lunchtime so I head to the cafeteria. The cafeteria is crowded with people. I head to the counter and order a milkshake and a sandwich for myself. I pay the money and collect my order and find a seat for myself. Sadly, the only vacant seat was next to a group of guys who appear to be one or two years senior to me. I hesitate first but then I say 'fuck it!' and go to that seat. As I eat I hear their conversation. Ever since my first day in this college, this has been one of my favorite things to do. I sit and observe people and their talks, how the girls bitch about other girls, the guys talking random gaming shit, and all the other stuff. I take out my diary and start writing. Slowly all the voices around me seem to fade as I get deeper into my imagination. I write about "Darkness".

Darkness is when you go into a state of mind where human feelings and emotions overwhelm you and reality feels too real to exist.

I don't know why but I love thinking about dark stuff and the 'dark' side of the reality we live in. I continue to go deeper into my thoughts and I suddenly gain consciousness of my surroundings when I feel a hand on my shoulder. I get scared and turn back, my face shows a shocked expression as I see a guy standing before me. He has an appealing smile on his face and he looked one or two years older than me.

He says to me, "You seem to be really lost in your thoughts."

I get surprised, I think to myself 'Why does he even care?'.

I don't know what to reply so I just say, "Well, umm, I don't know maybe."

He is really attractive which makes it even harder for me to say anything.

"I'm Weston, Weston Reid, nice to meet you!". I think I have heard this name before but I can't figure out where.

"I-I'm Stella." I say anxiously.

I don't even know why he even cared to talk to me as I don't even look like a girl he would talk to. I really don't like dressing up a lot and apply minimal makeup, I don't hate anyone who does that though. In fact, I love watching those cute make-up transitions and sexy outfits on other girls but I've never really wanted to try them on myself. I just wonder why Weston is here. There is some silence between us for a few seconds but I don't realize it as I again get lost in my own thoughts.

"Would you like to hang out with me later?" I again get surprised, this is taking serious turns damn. I find it hard to refuse because I won't mind making a new friend and it's been days since I really talked to someone. 

"Ummmm, okay sure." I say and a smile spreads across his face.

"I'll pick you up at six, what's your dorm room number?" he says.

"No actually I have an apartment, I'll text you my address?" I reply.

"Oh that's cool, give me your phone and I'll put my number in it." he says.

I give him my phone and he puts his number on it. I look at the time and realize that my next class starts in five minutes.

"I need to rush to a class, so umm, we'll meet later okay?" I say to him.

He says "Okay" and leaves with a smile. I rush to my class and forget about him for the rest of the day.

After my classes finish, I head back to my apartment and get ready to go with Weston.

***Author's note:- I am not sure if my writing style is okay or not so you guys have to tell me if I'm writing this in the right way or not. Plus this is most probably gonna be a long story so if at any point you feel that the story is going slowly then you can tell me that in the comments. And also, I'm sorry if my english is shitty, I'm still working on it :).***