"GET OUT! AND NEVER COME BACK!"
Tears blur your vision as the door slams shut behind you and your feet pound on the concrete pavement, just aching to get away from her.
People give you strange looks as you run past Buckingham Palace, trying so hard not to cry out in pain.
It was a windy day, but the sun occasionally peeked through the ominous looking clouds, sending rays of sunshine at random times.
Without even thinking, you run right into the street, not caring if dying was the result. There was a want, a need to get as far away from that dreaded house as possible.
Suddenly, a strong hand grabs your arm, pulling you back roughly as a car comes racing by, barely missing your converse clad foot. You whirl around, staring daggers at whoever dared to touch you after all you've been through.
"What the heck is wrong with you?" You yell at a guy who seems about your age.
He looks taken aback, clearly not expecting this reaction. After all, he did just save your life, but you're not thinking about that at the moment.
"I was perfectly happy with just walking right into the street! Okay?"
People stare at us while you just scream away at this random guy, who was actually kind of cute. His ink black hair was swept across his forehead and his piercing, bright blue eyes, were staring at you curiously. He was wearing black jeans and a dark grey shirt with black shoes. He had what looked like a keychain hanging off his belt loop.
"Sorry?" He says a bit sarcastically, but quickly covers it up with genuine worry flooding his features.
You just scowl at him and try to yank your arm from his grip, but he holds on tight.
". Let go of me!" You say annoyed.
"Not until you promise that you won't go running off into the street" He demands.
"Ugh fine" He drops his arm and looks at you.
"Are you okay?"
"What do you think, buddy?" You feel like punching him but you're not sure why. Your cheeks flush hotly as you realize he just saved your life.
"Sorry, stupid question." He holds out his hand.
"I'm Will"
"Y/N" You hesitantly shake his hand.
"Nice to meet, Y/N"
"Right" You scoff. "It's probably really pleasant. Like who doesn't want to save a girl from killing themselves and then have them yell at you like a psychopath. It sounds like a blast." You say sarcastically.
He laughs. He freaking laughed! It was a beautiful sound. It was like heaven and hell mixed together into one sound. He seemed so angelic in that moment, yet you could tell there was a devilish part of him. What the heck? You think. Why am I thinking like this?
"Yeah it's pretty fun. Like feeding killer ducks." He says, sarcasm dripping from each word.
You can't help it. You laugh. It's a relief after what happened. You let it fill your whole being up, craving the feeling.
He smiles when you laugh. It quickly fades when he seems to think of something.
"I um... have to go." He says awkwardly. Abruptly turning on his heel, you watch him as he walks away."What?" You whisper to yourself, confused.
"WILLIAM HERONDALE!" A girl who looks about 15, screams. She is walking from the opposite direction Will had been going. She has the same eyes and hair as him, except hers reaches to a bit below her shoulders and curls a little at the ends.
"Where is the little bas--" She breaks off as she sees him just turning the corner. Running over to him, she grabs him and pulls him to a bench.
"WHERE THE HECK HAVE YOU BEEN?" She yells at him. "You just go and run off on me. Where did you go?" He glares at her and says in irritation, "Gosh Cecily, relax." He uncomfortably looks over at you. Uh oh. She follows his gaze and rests on your slightly annoyed face.
"A girl?" She laughs. "Really Will, I would have thought it would take something more to make you run that fast." He glares at her again, looking furious.
"Listen, I know you are desperate, but I had to leave Jem all the way back there to catch up with you." The girl, Cecily, replies. "You left Jem back there?" He says, even more annoyed.
With a sound of disgust, he turns around to run to where Cecily had been coming from, when he collides into a boy with silver tinted hair. You can't see his eyes that well, but you're pretty sure they're also silver. His cane clatters to the ground as Will runs into him. Why would a young guy like him need a cane?
"Watch where you're going Will" He says while laughing. Both boys are on the ground, just grinning at each other. Cecily looks at them exasperatedly, though you can tell she is trying to hide a small smile.
"Really Cecily?" The silver haired boy asks jokingly. "Just leaving me back there?" Cecily rolls her eyes but doesn't say anything.
At this point, you're pretty sure that you're just eavesdropping, so you start walking down the sidewalk.
"Hey! Converse girl!" You hear Cecily yell. You turn around, surprised. You hadn't expected them to notice you leaving. She motions for you to come back.
You raise your eyebrow as you approach them. The silver haired boy, who you assume is Jem, looks at you intensely. Your cheeks flush and you look away. Hopefully they didn't notice.
Cecily clears her throat and studies you. You keep your eyebrow raised, waiting impatiently. "Yes?" She quickly shakes her head and looks you in the eye. "What's your number?"
You try not to laugh but you can't stop yourself. She blushes for a moment but then it's gone. "I meant, for my brother. He obviously likes you." Will looks at Cecily aghast. Jem just starts laughing quietly.
"Sure." You chuckle to yourself as you put your number into Will's phone that his sister has stolen from his pocket.
"Thanks." She says briefly as she throws Will's phone at him. He catches it easily and shoots her a glare.
"Do you want to go out to lunch with us?" Cecily asks suddenly.
You're taken aback, but then as you run it over in your mind, you already know your answer.
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