Dangerous Addiction

Chapter 2: A Warm Welcome

Evangeline's P.O.V

I turned around to the voice, and looked right up at a boy.

He smiled. " Hi. I was just wondering if you need any help with your baggage? You've a lot of baggage I see." A smiling boy said nice scratching the back of his head.

I looked up at him face. He was quite tall I must say.  He's light brown hair was perfectly styled, and his white shiny teeths came to vision whenever he smiled bright at me. I could even smell his perfume from where I was standing.

I sent him a smile. "Uhm, yeah. That would be very nice of you. Thank you." I answered shyly, and pulled a few hair locks behind my ear.

He nodded with a smile. " I'm Tyler by the way. Nice to meet you, love." He said again before reaching his hand for me to shake friendly.

I sent him another shy smile, and took his hand to shake. "I'm Evangeline, but you can call me Eva. Nice to meet you too." I replied warm.

I was still looking at him, and I saw that he was holding our eyecontact for some reason. "Sorry" I mumled weakly when I noticed I was still holdning his hand.

He started to laugh. "You don't need to apologize. It was comfortable to hold you hand anyway." He replied cheekly before taking most of my baggage, and heading towards the house leaving me with just my bag.

I sent him a half smile, and continued my way to the house after him. I was heading up the small stairs to my door when I decided to take a quick look to the direction that mysterious boy was standing a few minutes ago. He was gone. That was quite odd. I looked up at the sky again, and before I could think any further a rain drop suddently hit me. It was already raining. I bited my bottom lip weakly, and was silently praying that it don't thunder tonight too. I was scared.

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I stepped my first foot into the house, and smiled. It was perfect. Just like I excepted it to be. The walls were bright white, and the funitures were matching as well. That's one of the things I liked so much about his house. That I didn't had to call a moving car, and use hours to move the funitures in here. They had been moved in almost a week ago by the store I ordered them from. Perfectly. I had choosen white as my theme because that's what I thought would look best, and most elegant, and I must say that I was right. It looked surprisly good, and I couldn't help but smile proudly. Another think that surprised me as well when I first came in here was the size of the house. It was pretty huge. Maybe too much space for one person, but I needed my space. I still couldn't believe this was my own space.

"Nice place you have." I turned my body slowly around, and saw Tyler standing in the front door sending me a warm smile while letting his gaze discover the house as well. 

I slowly pulled my hand through my hair before sending him a smile back. "Yeah .. Thanks." I replied, and looked at him.

He was still standing there. Trying to figure out what to say I guess. Well, I was doing exact the same. I looked down at my fingers before landing my gaze on him.

"Thank you. It's really nice of you to help me. I guess it would take me quit some time  if I had to take all of this stuff in here by myself, and it would probably rain before I even got everything inside. Thank you, I really appreciate it." I nicely spoke trying to set humor in what I was saying.

He sent me a quick wam smile before aparting his lips to speak again. " It was nothing much. Just a friendly thing. Anytime." He replied, and looked at me. " But I'm late, and I have to leave. Again, it was really nice to meet you, Eva. Well. I guess I will see you later then." He finished, and waved at me, closing the door, and heading out in the rain.

What a nice guy.

Well. It wasn't something much to do here alone, and besides it was getting later than I thought it was. I even had to wake up early tomorrow to go to the English National Dance School for my audition. I had contacted them a long time ago, and talked to them about different things about the school last month, and I was finally going there. I couldn't believe it. After dancing ballet since I was thirteen It was my dream to finally go to Londons best dance school. I was so nervous I was already shaking right now. This was my dream. Always been. I just hope I get in. If not I will be totally heartbroken. Dancing is my life, and to be student in one of the worlds best dance school would really help my dance career. I just couldn't think about getting a no. But right now I just wanted a peaceful good night sleep before the big day tomorrow. I slowly looked over at my baggage in front of the door, and sighted. I was too tired to even think about packing out now. I could do it tomorrow. 

I felt my eyes getting heavier, and heavier. I was slowly eating some bread with eggs that I had barly made, and tried to eat all of it. I was just so sleepy. After eating the eggs I walked into the bathroom to remove my little everyday makeup, and brush my teeths before going to sleep. I quicky changed to my pink pajamas and put my har up in a messy bun I couldn't care less about how looked. I wanted to read my favourite book so much, but I was sadly too sleepy to do even do anything more. Maybe tomorrow?

After 5 minutes of fixing my bed with new sheets, pillowcases, and a duvet I was finally in bed. I slowly closed my eyes before trying to get some sleep. Whatever I did I couldn't stop thinking about the dance school I was going to audtion for tomorrow. I was too nervous to even move my thoughts to something less nervous.

I just hope I get in. 

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(A/N): The next chapter will be up soon. So, stay turned! x

- A