So this is love?

1; Ellie Jones

My name is Ellie and I'm a 16 year old teenage girl. I live in a apartment in New York where I used to live whit my father. Two years ago he went on a business trip whit my uncle. They both worked on a ship and had a mission getting a healing plant for the king. My dad told me he would come back after two weeks or less. But three weeks went by and another month passed. He never returned. I begged my dad to follow him. But he kept saying no. I First tough he died but after two years of just over thinking, I'm starting to believe he left me.

It was a Monday after noon when I got home from my work. I'm working on a restaurant as a waitress. I don't get well paid but it's enough for paying my rent and having food in the fridge. I looked myself in the mirror in the hallway. My hair was messy and my looked like shit. I let out a sigh and walked to my bathroom. I washed of the mace up and brushed my hair. I did two French braids in my hair and changed my clothes into my Pyjamas. The clock was already twelve and my work started 8 in the morning. I walked into my bedroom and got into my bed. I turned all the lights of and slowly drifted to sleep.
I have always been a heavy sleeper and don't wake up unless a really loud sound or someone shaking me. But tonight I woke up in the middle of the night. I cold wind creeped up true my body. I opened my eyes widely and sat up on the bed. My window stood wide open but I can't remember opening it before I went to bed? I got up and walked over to the window. I closed it again and looked up at the stars. The moon was shining, lightning up the streets. A sight in relaxation excepted my lips.

" beautiful, isn't it?" A male voice said behind me. I quickly turned around to face a boy some inches taller than me. He had brown hair and he's green eyes was shining.

"Who the hell are you?" I said and walked backwards a few steps.

"I'm Peter, Peter Pan."  He introduced himself. I've heard stories of him from my dad.  He used to tell me that he kept boys at he's camp. The boys are called The lost boys.

"What's your name love?" He asked looking me up and down.

"Why are you here? Are you going to kidnapp me like you did to all the poor boys at your camp?" I asked him ignoring his question whit a lot of attitude.

He smirked a little but it quickly faded away and he looked at me whit a serious face.

"You got fire I see, well then you know why I am here. And since you know so much about me and Neverland it would be dangerous letting you be." Peter said walking closer. I let out a sigh. I realized I had no Choice. I had to follow him to he's stupid island. But one thing is clear, I won't stay long. Tho I have to admit, I was really scared of him.

Peter walked past me and opened up my window again. He reached out he's hand for me to take it.
"Let's go shall we? Or do I need to knock you out?" He asked whit a serious impression. I looked up at I'm one more time before placing my hand in he's.
He smirked once again and placed some green dust around us. He jumped out of the window whit me in he's arm. I gasped of the height. It was beautiful out here in the New York streets but ever since I was a kid, I've been scared of heights.

"Hey look at me." Peter said making me look into he's green eyes.
"Place your arms around my neck and lay your head against my chest" i gave him a weird look. That felt weird to do. He rolled he's eyes.
"Just do it before I change my mind" he said irritated. I did as he said and covered my eyes into he's chest. He filed up into the sky and just like that, we were only some meters over Neverland. Pan landed carefully on the ground I stepped away from he's grip around me.

"Can I please know your name love?" He asked once again and looked at me up and down like he did before.

"Ellie Jones, You might know Kilian Jones don't you?" I asked him. He's eyes widened for a moment before turning into a smirk.

"Ofc I do, He's Mostly called Captain Hook by these days." Wait, he was still alive?
I looked down at the ground. I still wore my Pyjamas.

"Come whit me, the lost boys are waiting.." pan said walking behind a bush. I followed him quickly.