My Hero

He wrapped his arms around me, just like he did when he saved me. A vivid flashback stays boldly in my mind, as if I'm still in the moment.

Just minding my own business, casually strolling Long the pathway. It wasn't a busy day but that's most likely because it was raining. Don't bother asking what I was doing walking through the rain, it was a spur of the moment decision. As usual I has been screaming at the top of my lungs towards Lenny, my step-dad. He's a beast and the most ugly, fat ogre ever to have existed. I has to let off some steam so I slammed the door shut and began running! I had to stop, I felt so faint. So I just kept on walking, I never stopped!

For hours and hours, I shuffled on, wet to my bones and shivering violently. But I still carried on walking. Twenty missed calls from my mum and twenty five from my best friend, and not one single one answered. The road was getting slippier and slippier and it was getting darker by the second. Suddenly out of no where a roaring car zoomed through the darkness. What happened next was possible the end of my life...

The black BMW lost control,slipping and sliding across the flooded road. The male driver also lost control and conciseness and began heading towards me. I froze. I just stood there, breathing heavily and rapidly with eyes of stone. A deep, sexy voice shouted from behind me "watch out, move!" I couldn't! My feet were stuck to the pavement. Quick footsteps scattered up behind me,but they weren't quite fast enough.

The car smashed into me, throwing me backwards. I didn't remember anything much after that. Except for one thing. He wrapped his arms around me, stopping me from falling to the ground and hitting my head. His arms were warm and strong, he made me feel safe. His flexed biceps held me tight and cradled my painful head. His voice was soothing and comforting and made me feel sleepy. The next thing I remember was laying in the hospital bed with crispy sheets and a pair of muscular hands grasping mine. His name was Troye.

Walking out of the hospital was so nerve racking, constantly checking for speeding cars, but then I felt safe. He wrapped his arms around me, just like he did when he saved me. My hero. My saviour. My Troye!