Heart For Two (Thomas Sangster & Robbie Kay Fanfic)

Ch.1 Welcome, Mr. ...?

*Inspired Song: "Shattered - Trading Yesterday" *

"Next to present is..... Christina's group." Says my english teacher, Ms. Baldwin.

"It's Chrissy." I correct her.

I hate my name and she knows it. She freaking knows IT. Why does she still say my COMPLETE freaking name?!

"Either Christina or Chrissy, that doesn't change the fact that you're next." She smirks.

"Whatever." I murmur while standing up with my paper and walking up to the board while I wait for my teammate, Marc, Samuel, and Gloria.

This is nuts! She is nuts! I don't understand why..... Oh God! Nevermind. Well, I simply hope this presentation doesn't suck. I mean, Samuel is a pretty smart guy and Marc is such a good artist, and Gloria is.. Mmm well, the girl that did the poster I guess. I am the presenter although we all have to present together, I will be saying the names and Intro for our project. Reason why I brought this paper with me. Let's just say I wasn't ready. I'm never ready.

As my teammates make their way over to the front with me, I take a look over my paper. Marc, wrote this paper for me so I would have something to say, but as you can see, there is barely three sentences. Readable sentences.

"So," Gloria speaks. "My name is Gloria," We all know that "And this is Marc, Samuel and...." Oh hell no! "I forgot your name." She teasingly says.

The whole class erupts into laughter. I roll my eyes. Fuck it! I crumple up the paper and throw it right at Gloria's face making her left eyelash fall. Did I tell you she wore a lot of fakeness? No? Well, irrelevant.

I quickly walked back to my seat and picked up my bag.

"What do you think you're doing?" Ms. Baldwin asks.

"I'm leaving." I say coldly.

"Don't bother coming back." she warns probably thinking I will simply sit down like an idiot.

"Hah," I chuckle and look at her. "I won't." I slip my bag on and walk out.

Ignoring her calls, I walked down the school isle towards the school gate. I walked up to my car, got inside, slammed the door, and sighed heavily. As I buried my face in my hands, I thought where to go. Where? I mean, barely third period. We still have like four hours of school.

Growling, I turn on the engine and make my way out of the parking. I decide to take a trip towards the beach. I drive there, I park my car at the edge and get off. I walk towards the sand very thankful since I have my combat boots. As I walk on the sand, sudden cold breeze hits my face so I exhale the fresh air.

It calms me and helps me thinks. The way the waves crash onto each other and the dark clouds cover up the sun is a blessing for me. It's really cold since it's November, but what do you expect from Utah? Hopefully it snows soon.

I miss the snow and playing around with my little brother. Hah! I remember once building a snowman once and once we finished, I pushed him onto it. Don't worry. We play pretty aggressively since we have a prank war since I was 13. I wish it could be like the old time but I don't simply want to go up to my family and act all nice and cute after everything I've done to them. There was never problems between me and my family, but I can't just show up and act like nothing happened during the past two years. It really sucks that-

"Excuse me?" Asks a sudden voice interrupting my personal thoughts making my body shiver for some odd reason.

I don't know why but all suddenly nervousness and worry washes over me. I felt very insecure. Why? I'm never insecure. Who is this guy? I wanted to turn around but I couldn't. All these thoughts welling up in my mind in a matter of second as I finally find the strength to turn around.

Finally turning around and meeting with some dangerously, overwhelming, killer eyes that I can't even....... even. What is happening? Why do I feel so weak but brave at the same time? Oh my God! Is he a rapist and I'm probably sensing it? No. Maybe it's just the cold breeze. Yeah! Maybe it's just the stupid air. You wish!

"Yeah?" I ask finally facing him. Not going to lie.... but he fine.

"I was wondering if you can help me up with my map. I find it difficult to know where I'm going with these big trees and wind." British and hot? Just like my tea. CHRISSY!

"Wind?"

"It fogs up my car windows." He smiles shyly at me. He definitely wants me to die.

"Oh well," I notice a paper sticking out of his jacket pocket. "May I see?"

"Yes. Please" He pulls out the map and opens it.

He stands right next to me. Really close. Did he shower in cologne cuz'........ Concentrate Chrissy! Ok.

I look at the map and laugh a little. He had the wrong map. How did he even get here if he had the wrong map? Where did he come from? He has a California map. Not Utah.

"Ummm, haha." I giggle lowly but he heard.

"What's so funny?" He tries not smiling but fails.

"You have the wrong map kid. Where did you come from?"

"London-"

"WHAT?!"

"Well, I've been perhaps a whole week trying to find Salt Lake City but couldn't find it. I asked in a gas station for directions but they simply gave me a map and pointed toward a random street. I followed but it lead me to the woods to I drove according to this map but gave up halfway..." He turns to look at me with a sympathetic smile. "Until I found you. I'm hoping you can help me since you seem very nice and polite." I laugh. He's trying to by me with compliments and it's kind of cute. He looks very nervous. "And you are... um..." He stares at me for some seconds.

We stay in this position for about 10 seconds until I chuckle at his attempt of "flirting."

"Well, welcome to Salt Lake City. Mr. ...." I try getting this stranger's name.

"Oh, umm. Sorry. I'm Thomas. Thomas Sangster." And the sun comes out.