Chapter 1 Raven

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Please listen to the song above its called Diet Mountain dew by Lana Del Rey AKA the queen/ my mom - Sincerely idkHar

Have you ever thought about someone so much that you get lost within them? Well that was what happened when I saw him.

I can't put it into words how he made me feel when he took a glance at me. I felt as if though his eyes were medicine that made me feel more alive.

When we first met he scared me, but deep down inside I loved it. He wasn't intimidating until you actually looked into his eyes and he spoke.

I remember walking down the street with my basket filled with fruit and my phone in my other hand. The clouds hovering above me and it seemed as it would be raining shortly.

I walked holding my coat closer to my body as the wind blew straight towards me. I turned the corner and with a bang I fell onto the floor. I quickly stood up and looked around to find a boy on my the floor.

He wore black jeans, a white t-shirt and a red flannel. His hair was chocolate brown and small curls fell out of his bandana. He stood up and dusted himself out and that's when it started. The green in his eyes was so beautiful.

"I'm sorry." I said as I picked my basket up. "Ya you better fucking be. Move out of my way." He replied as he shoved me against a wall causing me to hit my head. Suddenly all I could feel was anger towards him.

How dare he push me against the wall just because he fell. I collected myself and then rushed towards my house.

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"How are you liking it here?" Dad asked as he placed a spoon full of soup into his mouth. "It's okay I guess." I replied as I ate my soup. "Why don't you like it?" He asked as he set his spoon down and stared straight into my soul.

"Okay well today when I was getting our supplies this rude guy bumped into me and when I apologized he pushed me." I said anger boiling in my blood again. "Maybe he was just having a bad day." He replied.

"Ok ya. When I get mad or have a bad I don't just go around pushing everyone." I said annoyed. My dad stayed quiet as he continued to eat his soup and then his phone began to ring.

He quickly stood up leaving me to sit alone at the empty table. I sighed and quickly made my way upstairs to my room.

I wish I could go back to California with my mom, but instead I'm stuck here in Oregon in an old unknown town. I hated cold weather with a passion and now I was stuck in one of the coldest places in the US.

I quickly changed into my pj's and then got into bed. I laid down in bed and waited to get tired. My body was everything, but tired and I couldn't even close my eyes.

I turned around and looked at my clock. It was 11:45 p.m. I'm sure dad won't mind if I do some exploring. I quickly get dressed into a pair of black jeans and white shirt.

I slipped into my white converse and grab my vintage army jack as I leave. I quietly walk down stairs and grab my house keys. I quietly open the door and slip outside. The cold air slaps me in the face as I continue to walk into the street. My phone buzzes in my back pocket causing me to jump slightly. I quickly pull it out of my pocket and unlock it.

I miss you xx- Leo

Leo is my current boyfriend who is in California. I used to visit my father every year in the winter, but it's been years since I came. I quickly slid my keyboard up and start to reply.

I miss you too. You don't understand how boring this place is- Luna

I slip my phone back into my pocket and continue walking down the street until a familiar figure catches my eye. The guy from earlier is walking down the street with two other guys each with a girl hung onto there sides.

The all walk towards a line which I assume is for a club because of the way they're dress. The boy now wears black jeans with a black button up that is only buttoned up half way exposing a butterfly that is on his chest. Loud music played as I approached the club. I quickly get behind a couple and wait for the line to move up.

The boy from earlier was let in as soon as he was seen so clearly he's well known. Not long after its my turn. The big security guard looks at me as I wait for him to speak. "I'm going to need your I.D." He speaks with crossing his arms in front of him.

"Um...actually...I well.... you see." I say as sweat starts to appear. "Hey babe glad you could make it. Shawn what's the problem here?" A middle aged man says as he puts his arm around my neck.

"She doesn't have an I.D. Sir." Shawn the security guard replies. "She's with me she doesn't need an I.D." The guy replies. The security guard nods his head and let's us in almost immediately.

As soon as we are inside the guy removes his hand from my shoulders and loud music is all I can hear. "Thank you. I shout at him. "No problem just stay out of trouble babe." He says with a wink before he walks away leaving me to stand alone in the middle of a sea of sweaty bodies.

My eyes scan the room and immediate I spot the boy from earlier. He's alone none of the people from before or around him. He seems bored and he sits down looking down at his phone. Then suddenly I realize how crazy I must look. I'm so stupid why would I go look for him when he was so rude to me earlier today pushing me against a wall so that I hit my head. I looked at him one more time before I walked away. I slowly made my way over to the bar and ordered a water.

"Seriously? Your in a club and you order a water?" A blonde asks from beside me. "Ha ya I know, but I shouldn't even be here to begin with." I say as I drink my water. "None of these people should, but they still are." He says as he takes a drink.

"Why don't you have a drink?" He asks as he looks straight into my eyes. "Well I don't have that much money and it's kind of late." I say as I stand up. "Okay I'll tell you what. I'll pay your drinks and drive you home if you stay and have fun with me." he says.

"That's really tempting, but no thanks I have to get home." I say as I turn around and make my way out. I walk outside the club letting the cold air hit my face and the first thing I realize is the boy from earlier is leaning against the wall smoking his cigarette.

I stare at him, the way he hold it between his lips and then removes it to blow all the smoke out. "It's impolite to stare." He says as he blows the smoke out. I quickly move my eyes staring at the floor as I begin to walk away. Suddenly I hear foot steps behind me and I realize he's following me.

I begin to walk faster as I realize he could be dangerous, but he fastens his pace as well. I turn around ready to confront him only to realize he is no where in sight and no one is around. I take a big gulp and then start to walk towards my house. I pull my phone out of my pocket and then I see its 1:42 a.m.
"Hey." I hear someone call. I quickly turn around and see its the boy from earlier his cigarette still sitting in his mouth.

"Can I help you? Or are you hear to insult me some more. No let me guess you want to push me against another wall?" I ask this time more defensive. "No. Look I'm sorry about earlier I was just in a rush and I was in a bad mood." He replies.

For some reason I feel like he's being truthful so I nod. "Okay it's fine." I reply. "Ya anyway you're being followed." He whispers as he turns me around to the same direction I was walking. "What?" I almost scream. "Ya, but try not to act like you know just keep walking." He says as he quickens his pace. It's hard for me to keep up with him since he has way longer legs than I do, but I manage to go at the same pace.

My house soon comes into view and so I stop walking. "Um...thank you for walking me home." I say as I turn to face him. His eyes are a deep shade of green and they stare straight into me. "Ya anyway I should go. " he replies.

"Ya um thanks...what's your name?" I ask. "It's Harry, Harry Styles." He replies. "Oh okay well then thank you Harry. I'm Luna by the way." I say as I extend my hand for him to shake it. He awkward takes my hand and shakes it.

"Okay well then goodnight Luna." He says as he retrieved his hand and then starts to walk down the road. I quickly make my way upstairs and as soon as my head touches the pillow I'm taken away by a deep sleep.

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