me and Robert Pattison

my birthday chapter 1

I had just finished packing my suitcase ready to leave my home. I was so excited to finally be moving out to my own home in Paris. I picked up all my luggage and put it into my Audi RS7. my car was freezing so i put on the heating and revved the engine. My family stood at the door and waved as I left. It took forever to get to Paris but when I finally did it was the best feeling ever. First i took all my things to my apartment. When i left my home i bought a box to take to one of the charity shops i decided before i moved anything into my house that i should take them to the charity shop straight away. Instead of taking my car i walked. It wasnt far from where i lived so taking a car would be pointless. As i was walking down the road there was a group of teenage boys with leather jackets and cigarettes in hand. Before i knew it someone had stuck out there foot and i was sprawled on the floor. They ran away before i could speak to them. Just then someone approached me and held out their hand to help me up. "are you alright" he asked in a dusky and quiet voice. I took his offer and he helped me up as i answered "yes im ok, just a group of teenage boys tripped me up." before i had finished answering him he was holding out the box for the charity shop for me. I took it off him "do you want me to walk with you in case something happens again i don't mind?" "ok then" i answered and smiled at him. After we had been to the charity shop we want to a shop called shake 'n' shake. "so what is your name" he asked me as he payed for a latte for him and a chocolate milkshake for me. "Bella" i answered "that's a lovely name. My name is Robert nice to meet you" he replied holding out his hand. I shook it. Just then we caught each others gaze. His eyes were beautiful. Id never seen anyone like him. He walked back to my house with me. "so, see you around Bella. " he said "yeah i guess. Bye" he smiled. Before i shut my door i saw him walk into the apartment next to mine. So that must be where he lived. We'd be seeing more of each other then we intended. Not that that was a bad thing. I pushed my door shut and slid down to the floor. Meeting Robert was the best thing ever.