Moving to London (veeoneeye fanfic)

Chapter Two

So I took off for London with a pillow in hand and about a thousand bucks in my pocket. The flight was nice and uneventful. I landed and just started walking towards the tourist stops. I was my first time in London after all. London was beautiful; everything I imagined it being and more. Then it got dark, and i realized it was a bad idea to be downtown in the middle of the night. So I kept walking out of central London until I found a little park. Actually it wasn't little at all. It was huge. As big as Central Park it seemed. Parks in Minnesota only have a playground for the kids and enough grass space for a ice rink in the winter that is used as a soccer field in the summer. That isn't how it goes in London, I learned. I brought a sleeping bag so I figured I could just lie down in the woods of this park and sleep. 

Now everybody that I've ever spoken to that's been to London or lives in London says it's always cold and it never stops raining. And while the latter might be true, I must say those people who complain about London being cold have never lived in northern Minnesota. The other thing is the Fahrenheit to Celsius screwed me over. The day I landed, the people on the plane said it's an average day for September in London with a high of 17 degrees. I went to bed expecting it to drop below zero overnight and wake up with frozen toes. That’s not how it worked because it stayed above 40 and that's t-shirt weather for me. 

I lived in that park for a long time. I never considered myself homeless though. I just lived from coffee shop to coffee shop. Whenever I skyped my sister she always asked when she could see my room. One of her dream destinations was London also. I always used the excuse that my internet in my apartment was too slow for Skype. That was another of my parents' rules. I had to get an apartment. They were probably expecting me to come home broke anytime soon. But I left and wasn't going home anytime soon. 

The day that Jason found me was a pretty normal day. I already had my coffee and internet time and was back in the park sitting on my sleeping bag filming some birds in the trees to put on Instagram. Jason was climbing a tree near by. I knew who he was, as I watched his youtube videos, but I didn't want to go up to him because he had already spotted my hideout spot and I didn't want to meet him under these circumstances. That day was destined to not go my way though because he came over to me and introduced himself. I was a complete ditz. I spent so many years fangirling that I forgot how to speak apparently. It kind of went like this:

"Hi, I'm Jason"

"Uhhh, uhhhhhhhh, Sam," while my head was shouting you're so pretty and I love you. 

"Nice to meet you Sam. I saw you were watching me climb and I was wondering if you wanted to climb with me," he asked completely polite. He pretended to ignore the fact that I was homeless. I was grateful for that.

To him I probably looked like a freak. I never brushed my hair back home so it looked worse here, I hadn't showered in over a week, and all of my 4 outfits had been worn at least twice. He ignored that part of me, so I did too. 

"Sure," I replied, "I would love to."

"Great!! There's a really nice tree over here that is big enough for both of us."

So we climbed trees and hung out and ate the candy he brought. Well I ate most of it, but hey, it was good. We hung out in the trees exchanging life stories until it was dark and he had to go. I learned that he had 10 brothers and sisters and lived in a huge house with Patty, of course I already knew all this but I didn't say anything. I wasn't planning on telling him anything about me. So for most of the conversation I didn't talk and he was begging me to let him get to know me. I just told him that he shouldn't want to know more and he should just be happy we got to hang out today. He was very motivated to find out why I was in London by myself, but I refused. Instead I told him all the frilly, unimportant things about me. That I worked as a camp counselor for two years before coming year and the majority of the money I had was from that. I told him I was from northern Minnesota and that I loved downhill skiing the most, as it was my competitive sport, but I enjoyed following baseball, especially the Twins. I described all of my friends to him and told him how hard it was not speaking to my best friend KK because she didn't have a Facebook and that was how I mainly talked to everybody back home. I told him a lot but he still left not knowing why I was here or that I was a fan. 

The next day when I was out for coffee, I returned to find Jason sitting in the spot where my sleeping bag was yesterday. I carried my backpack with me everywhere but when I was out I hid my sleeping bag and pillow in a hole I founded so they wouldn't get stolen. I grabbed my sleeping back from its hiding spot and we sat down on it. Jason brought me a mountain dew and I said "thanks." Apparently, that allowed him to start asking more questions. First it was you should come back to my house just so you can take a shower. To which I replied that once a week I paid for a day at the rec center nearby and used their showers. Then he tried arguing that I should come over just so I can wash my clothes. To that, I said that I washed them at the laundromat yesterday. I really hadn't but he didn't need to know that. Then he looked almost out of ideas of why I should go over with them.

He wasn't because he got all excited and almost made me deaf when he shouted, "We should hang out then." He then lowered his voice and tried again, "I mean, its up to you, but Patty would love to meet you, and we could just hang out and get pizza and watch movies or something. I mean its up to you."

I must have looked extremely terrifying, because when he looked up he stammered that I should get back to him and he was going to go now. 

I sighed and watched him walk away. Hopefully I scared him off for a while anyway. I didn’t need anybody to get to know me or get involved in my life; especially, not any boys. But, I figured he would be back, I just didn't know when.