Chapter 2

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As I finally fold the last of my clothes an old chime echoe through the house and it takes me a few seconds to process that it is the doorbell. I shrug and return to unpacking. My mothers laugh sounds throughout the house as I finally decide to go and see who it is. As I turn the final corner I catch a mess of blonde hair upon an unfamiliar head before I see a massive grin upon my mothers face.

"Im going to go and unpack" she exclaims. I catch her eyes and I silently plead her to not leave me alone with this stranger but instead she just strolls past me. I scrunch my face but recompose myself before facing the stranger. As soon as our eyes meet it feels like its just him and I in the middle of nowhere in a field of flowers and daisys.

"Hey, Im Niall" An Irish voice says as I snap back into reality.

"Devin" I reply never breaking eye contact as I reach out to shake his hand. As soon as our hands touch my body ignites in flames, yet I immediately feel safe.

"So how do you like England so far?" He questions.

"Its beautiful" I say before thinking. And I know inside that I wasnt just talking about the country.

"Is isnt it" He says finally breaking eye contact. I finally get to examine him more and so I do. He looks around the house with a playful smirk but gorgeous pale skin and piercing blue eyes. His teeth are in a perfect line and he is wearing a grey top with denim jeans accompanied by black converse. He catches me staring and I awkwardly look away.

"Do you wanna come for a uh walk or something?" He stutters. I am so intrigued by this boy i feel so helpless as I nod and stumble to the door.

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2 hours later we come stumbling through the door laughing as loud as we possibly can. As I flop down on the couch I realise how hard I am panting. I stand up and grab 2 glasses of water and fill them to the brim.

"Cheers" Niall says before gulping the glass down in a mere few seconds.

"No problem!" I answer. I shiver but try to hide it but Niall notices.

"Are you cold?" He questions. Dammit! Why didnt mum put the heater on! Now I look like a sissy.

"Uh yeah maybe a bit. Ill put the heatpump on." I answer. As ai stand up to turn the heater on I notice the time. "Wow! Its already 7 o'clock!"

"Really? I might need to make the big decent to my house soon then" He jokes knowing that he lives just next door.

"Ha-ha" I sass back. He just rolls his eyes in return. I remeber that I was supposed to be turning the heater on but I see that it is already switched on. I frown. But its not working.

"Crap!" I cuss.

"What?" Niall quickly answers looking worried.

"Powers out"

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