Fix You

Pilot

I woke up by the sound of my alarm clock ringing. It read 8:30am. I sat up and waited until my vision was focused. I stood up and went into the bathroom. My long blonde hair was still messy and tied into a bun from yesterday night. I was up till 1:00am studying for today's test. University can be fun but not when it includes waking up with dark circles under your eyes. In conclusion I looked like shit so today was definitely gonna be a make up day. I usually don't put any make up on, but today I must. I take my make up bag out of the cupboard set on top of the sink. I take the mascara out and put some on my eyelashes, which makes my blue eyes pop out. I then put some foundation on, which covers the circles under my eyes. When I was done with my make up and I straightened my hair until it looked decent enough, I went to the kitchen to eat some breakfeast. Dalia, my roommate was making tea with her back faced to me. 'Good morning' I said

'Oh hey, your up early after staying up so late' she said as she turned around so she was facing me

'Yeah, university is a bitch' I said

'No shit' she smiled, as she sat on the sofa.

Dalia and me go to the same university here in London. It's 10 minutes from here walking. I look at the kitchen clock and it read 9:ooam. Uni starts at 9:15am so we should probably start to get going. 'We better go, don't wanna be late to Ratcliff's class again do you?' I teased

'God no' she said as she stood up from the sofa.

Mr.Ratcliff was our cultural arts teacher, and yes, he sucked. When we got out to the street, snow was lazily falling on top of us. Streets where covered in snow and ice. Thank god I was wearing my warmest jacket and boots. 'So, any guy on your mind or..? Dalia said wiggling her eyebrows up and down. I gently but not so gently pushed her to the side rolling my eyes.

'You know I'm still getting over Dani' i said

Dani is my ex boyfriend. We have been dating for a year and a half until I found out he was cheating on me 2 months ago in October. 'Oh c'mon, it's been 2 months already, he is a jerk anyway, you are worth much more than that douchebag, you have to stop looking back, there are many other guys out there' she smiles comforting me. 'Well yeah, it's easy for you to say, you already found the love of your life, Mr.Styles' I said, rolling my eyes at his name. Dalia was dating this guy named Harry, they've dated for a year now. They met at a summer party last year. 'Yes, but that just means that if I can find the love of my life, you are also able to find the love of your life sooner or later' she smiles.

I don't reply as we walk through the universities gates, sorrounding the university where tables full of people chatting, or studying or eating. There were 2 coffee shops in the campus and a mini restaurant at the back of the campus. Sorrounding the university were also green trees and flowers, there is a lot of green in London, which I absolutely love. It kind of reminds me of Ireland, where I come from. 'Emilia!! Hello! Wake up!' Said Dalia while clicking her fingertips in my face.

'Jeez, you zone out every 2 minutes, I was asking you if you wanna have lunch at the campus or at home?' She said.

'Umm I don't mind, let's talk about it later , we have to get to class' I said rushing to the door at the end of the corridor. I knocked on the door with Dalia standing behind me as I opened the door. 'Sorry we're late, Mr.Ratcliff' I said blushing as everyone's eyes where now on us. I hate when that happens, it's just too awkward. Dalia was sitting 2 desks to my right. On the first seat to my right was the class nerd, Lara, she is quite useful when the class gets boring.

'So, as I was saying' Mr.Ratcliff said as he made it obvious that we interrupted him. 'The culture can be different in every country, but ...' As he continued talking for another hour, I was just staring at the white board behind him, thinking about how much I missed home, my little brother Zac, my annoying big brother Luke, my parents, my dog and the smell of fresh in the air. As for my relieve the bell rang and I immediately stood up as if I was afraid of staying in this class for one more second. 'See you later' I said to Dalia when I walked past her. I went out of the classroom and into the corridors, the corridors full of people. Shit I forgot what period I have now. I struggled to pick the agenda out of my bag as I kept walking forward, it read: Theatre History , Room 009.

I struggled to put the agenda in my bag again, and just as I was closing my bag, I bashed into something, with my folders falling to the floor and papers all over the place, well great. I looked up to see what I bashed myself into, or better said who. My eyes meet blue eyes of the colour of the ocean, lips shaped in a heart shaped way, blonde hair sticking upwards and a slim tiny nose, until he smiles, I swear I feel something in my stomach fluttering. As I looked up to his eyes again I realize that he noticed me staring. 'I-I'm sorry'. I stuttered pulling a strand of hair out of my face behind my ear as I bend to the floor to pick up my things. 'No princess, I'm sorry' he smiled again as he bended down to the floor with me, helping me to pick up papers and folders. We both stood up at the same time so our heads banged each other. I shrieked as I stood up straight rubbing on the spot where our heads banged each other. 'Oh my god, I'm so sorry, I'm a disaster' I said looking towards the floor, blushing. My feet became interesting until he stretched his arms towards me to hand me the things that fell on the floor. 'A beautiful disaster' he said smiling. I blushed even more and I was sure I was as red as I could get. 'Tha-thank you' I stuttered, again. Why am I stuttering?

Why am I feeling like my heart is about to burst out of my cheat? Why are my hands sweating? As he looked at me again directly in the eyes, I could feel it, I could feel the chemistry, the connection, the force pulling me towards him. Oh, no. 'Well, I,-I better get going to class.' I said, slightly smiling. 'Oh sure, sorry, forgot' he grinned , 'See you later' and with that he just walked away. As I walked to class I repeated the words he said to me over and over again in my head, beautiful disaster, princess, see you later...

But what did he mean with 'see you later' ? Whatever it is , I know I'm not prepared to fall in love again. I'm still hurt, marked and broken by Dani. And I'm still in repair. I can't let myself feel pain that way again. He's probably just another one of those boys trying to be nice to get into your pants, or maybe not, I don't know. I walk into the 'Theatre History' classroom and sit in the front line, thinking about the ocean coloured blue eyes that my eyes got to meet 5 minutes ago.