Unconditionally in Love

Chapter Three

Beth's Point of View  

I felt scared.  Their eyes filled with anger.  One of them with shaggy brown hair and blue eyes came closer towards me.

 “Where are you going babe?” this unfamiliar boy asked me with a Bradford accent.

 “Away from you” I said with a shaky voice.

 “Oh honey, no you’re not” he said.

 “I like the American girls” the boy continued.

  The boy looked me up and down and then was about the grab my shoulder.

 “Nathan! Don’t you dare!” a boy standing behind him said, his Bradford accent was a lot thicker than the other boy.  He grabbed Nathan; I think that’s his name, by the shoulder and told him to leave and go back home.

 “Sorry about that” said the boy who saved me, god knows what would have happened if he never told Nathan to leave.

 “I’m Zayn by the way” he continued.

 Then I noticed, he was the boy from a distance that I thought was really hot, and well… I was right. 

 “I’m Beth by the way” I said mimicking him.

 He chuckles slightly and looked into my eyes.  He had brown eyes that you could literally get lost in. I was.

 “Oh, let me take those” Zayn said grabbing all my bags

 “Aw, thank you.  You didn’t have to do that I was managing fine” I said with a smile.

 “No you weren’t” he answered

 “So um, tell me about yourself, Beth” said Zayn struggling with the three Tesco bags.  They were pretty full.  I should have double bagged them. Aw well.

 “Okay, well… my name is Beth Summers; I got accepted into the University of Bradford to study Law.  I have been a hip-hop/street dancer since I was 4, I have always loved dancing. You know most people say that you can only get lost in ballet and stuff like that. But when I dance the style that I like I get completely lost in it and sometimes I just don’t want to find my way back.” I said looking over at Zayn.

 “I’m in the University of Bradford too! But I’m studying Medicine” Zayn said

 “Oh wow, I will see you around there then” I said smiling

 “Yeah, so why did you move from America? America is great?” said Zayn looking confused.

 “I was waiting for that question. We moved because of my parents work, they work for this big business and it is being expanded to here in Bradford, and my mum and dad where chosen to work here on a 5 year contract then we will have to move back to America”  I said to him. 

 God I miss being a New Yorker!

 “Interesting, where about in America did you live?” Zayn asked politely

 “I lived in New York” I said simply

 “You were a New Yorker! God that must have been hard to let go” Zayn mumbled

 “Yeah, I left most of my family behind too, I miss them already and I haven’t even been here for 24 hours” I said with a sad tone.

 “Aw, I would hate that.  I would give you a hug but my arms are kind of full” Zayn chuckled

 “don’t worry about it” I giggled

Zayn looked at me and smiled.  I never thought he would be this nice? I mean the people he was with just didn’t send off a good vibe.  I didn’t want to ask him about them so we just continued walking along the street making small talk.

  “Well this is me” I turn around to Zayn.

 “Aw wow, your house is beautiful, I will carry these to the door” Zayn said smirking at me.

  He walked up the little path to my house and passed the bags to me. 

 “Thank you for everything, for saving me for that boy, walking me and carrying my bags” I said to him smiling

 “it was my pleasure Beth” Zayn said smiling back

 “Bye Zayn”

 “Bye Beth”

  Zayn turned on his heels and began to walk down my path,

  “Oh I almost forgot” Zayn said turning around and walking back to me.

 “What?” I said confused

 “This”

 Zayn planted a small kiss on my cheek and then walked away.

 Well that went well I said to myself.  I opened the front door to find Jckson sitting on the couch.

 “Hey Jackson, could you please help me with these bags” I asked him

  He looked up and sprung out of his seat.

  “God yes!  You could have said you were buying so much and I would have come with you to help” my brother said sweetly

 “Don’t worry about it, could you take this one.  It’s quite heavy though be careful.” I said

  Jackson grabbed the bag and we both walked through to the kitchen.  We unpacked all the groceries and we just talked about when we go back to school, he said he was nervous in case he didn’t make any friends, but I know he will be fine.

  “Beth” my brother said in a weird tone

 “Yeah Buddy” I answered

 “Who was that boy?”  he asked

 “What boy?” I said trying to defend myself

 “The one with loads of tattoos?”

 “Oh Um…”