DIE FOR YOU

Chapter 1- Big city called London

"Mom this city is even bigger than in the photos! You should see all the lights and everything. It's beautiful!" I said to my mom who was on the other side of the phone. It was almost 9 PM at the time when I was walking through London.
"I'm sure it's beautiful honey. Did you find your apartment? Have you met anyone new? " she asked with a little sadness in her voice. It wasn't easy for her and neither was it for me. I was never so far away from my family. When I told her I was going to London she almost passed away. I remember her angry words like it was yesterday. "ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?! England IS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD " It was quite funny actually because we are from Europe and England was just a few countries away. She was angry about it for a few weeks and I understand her. When my older brother was 20 he moved away from home too. He moved to Denmark for work and now I, 19 moved to London for college.
"Yes I have found my apartment, It's quite big and nice. No, mom, I haven't met anyone yet. " I answered and continued to walk. I was planning to find a library but I could not find it anywhere. "Mom I will go now, take care."
"Okay little one, please be safe," she said and ended the call.
It took me more than 40 minutes to finally find the library and on my bad good luck, it was closed.
"You gotta be kidding me! I'm late!" I said pissed and looked at the sky. "Thanks, I guess," I said and decided to come back here tomorrow when it's open.
"You know It's not his fault that you are late right?" Said a man behind me.
"Yeah I know It's just that I'm really angry at myself," I answered and turned around just to see a boy the same height as me with blond hair. He was dressed in black jeans, a white shirt, and a brown coat. He looked like someone I knew before but at that moment I couldn't remember who.
"You can come back tomorrow, it opens at 10 AM." He said and put a little smile on his face.
"Thank you, I will try not to be late. I should go now, It was lovely to talk to you..sir..." I said and stop.
"Oh! Sorry, my name is Tommy."
"Well It was nice to talk to you, Tommy," I said and started to walk back to my apartment.
"Wait!" He yelled behind me. "What is your name?" He asked and for some reason, I smiled like an idiot.
"Melanie," I answered and just moved on.