Heartbreaks and Healers

Heartbreaks and Healers

Chapter 1

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I walk down the street of my old neighborhood in chandler, Arizona. I should be happy right now, seeming that this is the only place I have really enjoyed being at, but I'm not happy at all. He just left me. Harry just left me. I stopped dead in my tracks and bit my lip. I couldn't cry. I have to stay strong no matter how much it crushed me inside. I proceeded on my walking until I reached an old, beaten up house and then walked towards it. This was my home. Where I grew up and not where I had my first heartbreak. I walked through the old wooden house and into the back yard. The giant tree that my father and I used to play in was still there. I let a single tear fall out of my eyes, but it wasn't for Harry, I reminded myself that. I started noticing my surroundings and looked down at my shoes. My converse were still black and on the verge of breaking in every way. I turned on my heel and started walking out of the house, then walking back up the street towards the main road, where I would have to walk about a mile back to my present house.

"Hi there." A friendly voice said behind me. It sounded goofy and smiley. I rolled my eyes expecting it to be a group of guys cat calling me, but to my surprise when I turn around it's one boy. His hair is black and is gelled up so it makes it look like a wave. He's only about five feet away from me. How did he get so close to me with out me realizing it. After a few seconds of analyzing him, I decided he was safe.

"Hi." I say with the friendliest smile I could conjure up. I realize how amazingly hot he is at that moment. He has black pants on and a white t-shirt with white vans. I could feel my eyes fluttering and I got a chill through my body. With instinct I wrap my arms around my body.

"Cold?" He says and points out my arms. I can feel how utterly stupid I look since it's the beginning of fall and it's still sweltering hot here. I put my arms down and stand a little more comfortably.

"No." I say and blush. I hope he doesn't think it's obvious I think he's attractive. He chuckles and steps a little closer to me.

"Well that's good. Mind if I get your name?" He asks. He hasn't stopped smiling yet and I finally realize his beautiful British accent. Butterflies flood into my stomach.

"Emma Rhodes." I reply. "And your's?" I say with a smile.

"Zayn. Zayn Malik. Sorry that I just stopped you on the streets...you probably think I'm a creep." He laughs and I give a little laugh out to. It's funny that he would point that out.

"Oh no...that's fine." I say fiddling with my hair a little. He takes another step towards me so we're only about three feet away from each other.

"I've just never seen you around...and I basically know everyone around here." I smile a little more at how he said that. With confidence. Like he just pulled a random girl from the street and is successful at flirting with her.

"Cocky much, are we?" I say playfully. He chuckles and I let a little smirk on my face.

"Just a little." He says and we finally make eye contact. His eyes are a dark brown...so dark you could get lost. I could tell he was staring into my eyes to because he didn't look away until we finally realized we were just sitting there like idiots. He cleared his throat.

"So do you come here often?" He asked me with warmth in his voice.

"No, not very often. I just needed to take a walk today. Kind of a rough day for me." I said and my eyes trailed to the ground and I could feel the tears coming. I blinked a little to get them away.

"Really? How far do you live from here?" He asked and cocked his head to the side. It looked extremely hot.

"Only about a mile away from here." I say and he gawks.