she will be loved - a james mcvey fanfic

Freya's 17 and she's just moving in to the city, its strange because she's always lived in the country. She has travelled in the car with her mum, Laura, while her dad and brother drive the van with all their things in.

Her dad, Max and brother, Joe, pulled up in the van and almost instantly started removing the boxes. Freya picked up a box but it was too heavy so she swapped it for a lighter one and walked into her house.

A short time later they finished unpacking the first van full and went to collect the second, which would include all of her possesions.

The van arrived and she instantly started rushing with her stuff. Freya went to collect her 3rd box off when she saw a glimpse of a boy leaving the house across the road.

The next thing she knew he was stood right next to her.

"want a hand" he asked.

"um yeah sure, thank you" Freya replied while blushing.

"what's your name" he questioned.

"Freya you?"

"James"