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"what are you doing? Just stop packing and come here babe" Did Nate really just say that? Nate's my current boyfriend of 3 years,and I'm 16 years old. Nate is tall and has hazel brown hair styled back into a perfect, sleek quiff, he has honey brown eyes and a tanned skintone, he is very muscular and defined as he is a jock at our school. I on the other hand is very petite, I am not particularly tall and have no muscle on me whatsoever, I have long brunette hair with ombre blonde ends. Nate and I had, had another argument, a stupid one too, I was talking to this guy on instagram, I wasn't flirting or doing anything I shouldn't, we were just talking as friends, Nate saw this and started shouting at me, so I shouted back and he pushed me, hurting my back and arm, I've been dating him for three years now and still dealing with abuse, I'd had enough so I started packing my bag, I can just book a hotel "No Nate, I won't stop packing, I am leaving and I don't care what you say!" I sighed and started folding more of my shirts "well where are you suppose to go? This is your home Alysia" I'd finally finished packing, so I zipped up my bag "I don't know Nate, I'll book a hotel or something. I'm staying anywhere but here!" I didn't let him say another word, I pulled my heavy bag on my back and pushed past him and out of the door, I starting walking quickly as I knew he would come after me, I had no idea where I was going, but I was going somewhere.

I ended up walking to a park, and it was quite far away from the house so hopefully Nate wouldn't find me, I saw a bench at the end of the field, so I quickly, but casually jogged over to it, I sat down and slumped my bag on the dirty ground, there was a boy sat next to me with a guitar, but I didn't care, I pulled my phone out of my pocket and started searching for the nearest hotels, I found one which I had never been to before, it was called Comfort Inn. I had booked a room and could finally relax. "Is it okay if I practise a song I'm writing?" I heard the sweetest voice ask, I looked next to me and saw the boy with the guitar smiling widely, I nodded, he had dark brown hair styled back into a quiff, muscular arms and a beautiful smile, he looked very tall too, even sat down, I looked back up at the field and closed my eyes, I heard the calming sound of the guitar, and then soon heard the boy singing, he had an amazing voice, it was so perfect I couldn't even describe it. He started singing the lyrics

"I won't lie to you. I know he's just not right for you And you can tell me if I'm off But I see it on your face When you say that he's the one that you want And you're spending all your time in this wrong situation And anytime you want it to stop"

"wow" I said, he looked at me "oh sorry, I didn't realise you were listening" I nodded, "they're really good lyrics" I said "what's the song about?" "well" he said "I want it to be about abusive relationships, but that's all I've got at the moment, I can't think of what else to write." Well that's a coincidence. I meet this guy who is really good looking and has an angelic voice, who is writing a song about abusive relationships, and I met him because I was running from my abusive boyfriend. I decided that I wanted to go to the hotel now as I was getting tired from the stressful day I had, had. He went back to plucking the strings on his guitar and I checked my phone, I had a couple texts from Nate...But nothing else. I ignored the text messages and grabbed my bag off the muddy ground "well it was nice meeting you" the boy said, seeing me stand up, "you too" I replied "good luck writing your song!" I told him, he smiled and nodded, I turned around and started to walk to the hotel.

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