Love Hayley

Chapter 1

*Chloe* 

 This isn't my thing, actually none of it is. I don't like it, you know expressing your felling's to some stranger who thinks they know you. But no they don't know me well at least the true me. The me that was still around before my sister died. 

 That is why my parents decided to ship me off to some stupid therapist. It was my third one this week. I just don't like opening up to people especially people like my new therapist. Her name was Angie. She was the type of person who would say they will honor your privacy but then turn around and tell everyone in the lunch room.  The only person I truly ever got to open up to was Hayley and now she is gone.   

 "How are you doing Chloe. Honestly how are you doing?" Angie said while shuffling over to the couch that I was sitting on and put her hand on my shoulder. I looked at her then to my shoulder and the repeated that two more times. 

 "Nope, I am not gonna do this." I say getting up and walking out of that stupid building as fast as I could. I could hear Angie yelling my name as I Left the building. 

 I got into my blue jeep. It was my sisters first it actually still smelled like her. I put the keys into the ignition and drove out of the parking lot. Now I just needed somewhere to go. I pulled into the local brew and ordered a latte. 

 "Thank you! I said before grabbing my cup and going to sit in a chair next to the fire place. I pulled my phone out and scrolled through my Instagram liking a few pictures. 

 "Excuse me? I think you dropped your keys." A boy with a British voice said. I looked up. 

 "Jesus Christ." I said. Then i realized what I said and instantly wish I could take it back. "I mean thanks." I laughed nervously. I did a mental face palm.

 "Wow thank you." the really attractive British boy said. "Eric." he said extending his hand. 

 I shook it. "Hi, i'm Chloe." 

 "I actually have to go. But hey here is my number" he slipped me piece of paper. Aw his handwriting was so cute. I need to shut up. My phone buzzed it was from my mom. Oh no I was in trouble.