Lessons in Love

Chapter One

Our first night in the new house, it's so fun deciding where everything should go, mum doesn't see why I love it so much. I walk into my new room with some things just randomly placed in there. It's a quaint little room about five by four so not too small, it's walls are a light cream colour and the floor is hard wood floor boards. There is a medium sized window that looks into the back yard and luckily there is a built in wardrobe. I think I will like this room, now where to start I move everything into the hall way then I start to put my bed together. I have finished moving my furniture now I look back at my hard work, my bed it against the wall opposite to the window next to the window is a cute arm chair, then there is a chest of draws and a bookshelf. It's a nice little setup.

"Amelia! Dinners ready!" Mum yells out.

"Thank you, what is it?" I reply.

"Two minute noodles, spicy thai. Sorry, I hope you don't mind I couldn't be bothered cooking."

"It's fine mum." I giggle. Mum and I sit down in the lounge room and sort through some boxes while eating our noodles. Next thing you know there is a knock on the door, mum and I look at each other confused.

"I wonder who that could be, I'll get it." I say. I walk off to the front door pondering who would visit us at this hour, well it's only about eight thirty but still. As I open the door I see the most tall dark and handsome guy I have seen, but I haven't seen many still he was gorgeous to say the least. I just stand there starring at him taking in all his features, he has beautiful brown hair, the most amazing eyes I have seen, strong jaw, from what I can see a rocking body, and he is defiantly taller than me.

"Um hi, can I please use your toilet?" He says in a deep voice that makes my core heat up. As I snap out of my trance my cheeks form a blush.

"Ah s-sure, sorry for m-my starring" I smile weakly at him, but I notice his smirk. His eyes tell a different story he almost looks anxious or guilty? You wouldn't know if you went by his facial expression, oh well. I move to the side to let him in, I close the door behind us. I walk past him to lead him to the bathroom, and I start to get curious about this mystery boy. But hold my tongue.

"Did you just move here?" He asks.

"Yeah my mum and I just moved in today" I reply. He doesn't ask me anything else.

"Who is it Amelia?" My mother calls out.

"Just a boy that needs to use the bathroom"

"Ok" I continue to lead him through the house to the main bathroom, I feel him starring behind me.

"Here is the toilet and the bathroom is this door, if you need anything yell out I'm just down the hall" I smile at him as I'm about to turn to walk away he says.

"Thank you Amelia" He says with a million dollar smile then smirks when he sees my face, I'm blushing again.

"You're welcome" I say as I walk away to my room, I turn on my stereo and start to sing along forgetting that pretty boy is down the hall. Then I hear a deep male voice singing to and I giggle to myself I did not know he liked Ed Sheeran. I start to unpack my clothes and things but I don't have scissors or a knife to open the box so I go out to find something to open it.

Then I walk past the bathroom to see pretty boy searching through the cupboards I stand there in shock. Then I get angry.

"What are you doing?" I half yell at him. He suddenly looks up at me and stops what he is doing. He appears in front of me in a flash.

"Please don't tell anyone, I beg you I was made to do this" He whispers in my ear. I tremble at his closeness, no Amelia this boy tried to steal from you.

"Why shouldn't I?" I dare to ask this could get very dangerous very fast. He steps back to look at my face, I guess to see if I am bluffing.

"Well I don't want a cutie like you to get hurt, and I would never do this if I wasn't made to" He says to me with sincerity in his eyes. We lock eyes for a couple of minutes, well I can tell he is telling the truth and he doesn't mean any harm.

"Ok I'll let you off this time but if I catch you again I will call the cops"

"Thank you so much I promise I won't do it again"

"Whatever just leave please" I followed him to the front door.

"I am really sorry" I just turn around and close the door. Why did he have to do that? Oh well I doubt I'll see him again.