Jill's P.O.V:
The park was full. The only reason I had come was so that I could walk Harley, he is adorable but after taking in the scenery, I'm glad I came here with Waliyha.
She's waiting in the ice-cream line and Harley and I are standing few feet away from the line. He looks at me with his tongue hanging out and his tail wagging. I laugh a little and crouch down to pet him. He rolls over so that I can rub his tummy.
Suddenly he wakes up running away and barking, knocking me over in the process. I struggle a bit before getting up and chasing after him. "Harley!" I shout try to get a hold of his leash."Fluffy!" I hear somebody shouting behind me. A lad catches up to me and I realize that Harley is chasing after a white Maltese poodle. Oh. No. I pick up my pace. I cannot let Harley attack that little puppy. The white fur ball runs to another lad jumping at his feet. He picks it up smiling and Harley sits at the lads feet wagging his tail. I slow down catching me breath and so does the lad next to me.
"Hey there." He says to me breathlessly.
"Hello." I breath back smiling. As we walk toward Harley and the two lads that have the fur ball.
"That's the last time I'm bringing Fluffy to the beach, she's a handful." He smiles running his hands through his short brown hair, his grey blue eye glistening from the wind. I laugh a little agreeing. "Joseph." He introduces himself.
"Jill." I smile as we reach Harley. I bend down picking up Harley's blue leash. "Bad dog." I scold him and he licks my hand. I laugh wiping it on my shorts and getting up.
"What are you doing here?" I hear Joseph ask the boy who picked Fluffy up.
"You're lucky I was here Joe else mum would have killed you if you lost Fluffy." The boy says. I stand there waiting to apologize for Harley's bad behavior.
"I know, last time I'm ever taking this little bugger anywhere." He huffs looking at the small dog.
"Who's this?' The boys asks eyeing me.
"This is Jill." Joseph says looking at me. Great now all three of them are looking at me. I clear my throat awkwardly.
"I'm Peter." Says the boy who I'm assuming is Joseph's brother."lovely to meet you." He takes my hand kissing the back of it softly.
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Fanfiction"Everyone has their fate and the more people try to avoid it, the more trouble they get into." W.Shakespeare. 17 year old Jill is dragged away, by her father from her current life of traveling and performing in ballets with her mother. When she m...