Love in the wind - A Fizo Fan Fiction

Chapter Three - Home

Author's note: I haven't updated this story in ages so I'm not really sure what I had planned for it, but anyway, here we go!

I also wrote this late at night so...

Note that much of this is fictional, while there may be some details that are true this is a work of fiction.
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(Fiona's Point of view)

<Fiona's thoughts and stuff>
Zoey had just got home safely, I was the happiest I had been in my life and everything was going great, I was so happy.

- well that was until I saw a zombie (wait no this is a romance not a horror thing, idk onwards with the story anyway!) - .

Everything was going great, I got a date, I mean that's something right, I can't believe that that pickup line worked, I also have no idea what came over me, why did I suddenly like this girl that I have never met before, why, why do I feel so happy, I haven't known this person for more than a day and I am already fantasizing about buying a house together, and I don't know everything happened so quickly, and so I thought to myself, why don't I take it slowly.

I myself, who hasn't had a relationship since primary school, am not ready for this, I don't know how to do this, how do I go about a relationship? I only know what I have learnt from romance novels, and I don't think that they are the best source of help in a relationship, oh well, lets just see how it goes...
<end of Fiona's thoughts and stuff>

I walked home slowly, well to the bus stop at least, I had been there a few times today so I already knew my way there from Zoey's house. -(I'm sorry if my writing style is awkward this still is my first fanfic)- I was glad of this fact, although I often find myself walking around the city at night it's still not the most welcoming place, gloomy alleyways and dark doorways that could conceal anything or anyone, I still get scared myself at times... but at heart I know I have nothing to worry about. I have eyes like a hawk, which i partly the reason I got to Zoey so quickly when she tripped, I can see almost every detail in the light, from the rusty sign of the local pub to the smashed glass on the floor on the opposite side of the street, just some of the benefits of 20/20 vision I guess.

I arrive at the brightly illuminated bus stop, just to see the bus rounding the corner, I guess it's my lucky day. I walk onto the big red double-floored bus, and sit in the first seat I come to in the almost empty bus.

10 minutes later. 

I arrive home, with a bang, not just speaking emotionally, the wind literally slammed the door shut behind me, I step into my well furbished two bedroom home that I share with my brother and take off my over coat to hang it on the coat rack, and walk through the kitchen to get to the bedroom corridor on the other side, well I say corridor, it's more a little passage way with three doors coming off it, a shower room and the two bedrooms, I take a right turn and end up in my cozy little room, before undressing to underwear and crawling, exhausted, into my soft warm bed.