'That Girl'

2

Here i am once again looking at this blank page on wattpad wondering what the fuck was wrong with me when i actually thought this would work?!

Surprisingly most boxes are unpacked and half of my clothes are neatly in the tight little closet with one rack. I look over at the cheap clock that leans on the wall as there is no hook for it to be placed above the lamp, it's currently 10:00pm and all i've eaten is horrible airplane food and tic tacs.

My stomach growls at me as it shouts give me food, i look out the window looking at the lights of the new york city. The beautiful city sings upon the lights as the beauty glistens along with the full moon that has now shown on this wary night. My mind loves to take over even when it knows pretty well that myself cannot do it. I look over at my phone which starts to shine with the words 'Mother'.

I take a deep breath as i look around at the empty,cold apartment. How am i suppose to show them this dump?

My thumb slowly glides across my iPhone's screen as i answer the call, my eyes close trying to dream about another apartment for me to describe to her.

"Hello London, this is your mother"

"I know mum, I have caller ID" I answer with no expression what so ever.

"What's that honey?"

"Nevermind mum" I pretend to laugh.

"How's the apartment sweety? all warm and cosy? Have you been anywhere yet?"

She bonbards me with all these questions.

I take some time to answer as i think of a plot in my head...

I walk into a hilton hotel look-a-like, the chandelier shines as i see loads of people from the movie Titanic walk past. I get approached by a bell boy who takes my bags to my room which then i get a complemetry meal which includes french desert straight after. A handsome rich prince bumps into me where i then fall into his arms and an orchestra plays as we stare into each others eyes, he leans in for the kiss which makes my heart stolen forever and is now his.

"Wow!" Mum excalims making me open my eyes from the lies i've just told not realising i was saying them out loud as i was thinking about it.

My smile dies away realising that this is reality and reality is far from my dreams can ever reach.

"You have to focus on the career you have chosen though sweetheart, remember it's not the life you want but the life you need"

Her words crush my dreams like a smashed window getting hit several times with a baseball bat.

"Yes mother" I say sighing as i realise that she is right.

"Alright dear i must go your dad is going to want his dinner when he gets home from work, bye and take care! love you" And just like that she hangs up.

I look at my phone and frown and the harsh call that i got upon my dreams of shattering glass and a baseball bat.

I put on my big wooly jacket over my sweatpants and run down top and pop on my converses and off i go for round two, hoping that maybe this time someone will actually show me a decent place to eat.

As I lock the door to my dirty old apartment and i walk down the corridor i remember the 'perfect man' that saved me from getting beaten up by the girl in the lift. Then i think about him even more in depth, is he the one that i was dying to see and fall in love with. I smile as i press the no.1 button and wait for the lift to approach me.

"Ready for trouble again?" A masculine voice enters my ears.

I turn around to see the exact same guy i was fantasizing about, my heart starts to beat fast and rapidly as i can hear the blood flow woosh through my veins.

"Oh no just need to go to a decent place to eat, im starving!" I say patting my stomach and realising what a dork i must look like for doing so.

"Oh okay i can show you i was just about to go get some pizze, you can join if you want?" His dear eyes look at me as they sparkle and get more brighter as he blinks.

"Yeah that would be goot!" I say fast enough to not realise what i am actually saying.

"Goot?" He says a little confused but his smirk remains in the same place.

"Oh shit! I was meant to say good but then i said great..."

THATS IT I CAN FEEL MY CHEEKS TURNING INTO LAVA OH MY GOD NOW I AM DEFFINATELY GOING BACK I JUST HUMLIATED MYSELF INFRONT OF THE GUY IM SUPPOSED TO FALL IN LOVE WITH!

"Oh well then goot lets go!" He says after laughing at me a little.

Oh my god! He still agrees to be seen in public with me? Could he actually be the one that i write about in my books?