New York Love Story

Chapter One

I quickly grab my camera from my neck and bring the lens to my eye. I press the clicker and the shutter quickly takes the picture of my clients. They just barely got married. Their wedding was quite beautiful. Their ceremony was held outside of a local country club. Quickly after, their reception was held inside of the country club. It was a very traditional wedding.

I've always wanted to be a photographer. I got my first camera on Christmas when I was eight. It was a cheap camera, it was one of those disposable camera. But when I was that age it was my life. I took pictures of everything. A tree, my cute dog that I had when I was a kid, The neighbor kid peeing in his yard.

I've lived in New York my whole life. I was born and raised in Floral Park, then after I graduated high school I moved to Carmel, which is only an hour away from Floral Park.

I take more pictures of the beaming bride with her bridesmaids.
After 3 hours of taking pictures, the bride and the groom leave in their 'just married' car.

I grab all my gear and walk to my grey 2007 Hyundai Sonata. I slowly put the gear in the trunk trying not to make a mark. They are like my babies.

I get inside my car and start the ignition. I turn into the freeway and drive home.

After almost two hours of driving, I finally get home. I grab my keys from my bag and quickly put it into the lock.

Once I'm inside I lock both locks including the dead lock.

I walk into the kitchen and walks to the fridge. I grab milk then cereal. I pour both of them into the bowl. I grab the bowl and walk to my room.

I put the bowl of cereal on my dresser and grab a pair of pajamas. I change out of my black ripped skinny jeans and plain white v-neck. I put on my pajamas and walk to my roommates room.

I open her door and notice that's she already asleep. I grab a sticky note and pen and writes a quick 'I'm home -Blake.' I stick the sticky note on her nightstand and walk back into my room.

I've known Penny for almost my whole life. Her family moved into the neighborhood when we were 7. She's one of my best and closest friends I've ever had. She is drop dead GORGEOUS. She has these beautiful green eyes and long blonde hair.

While her eyes are more of a soft green mine are very light blue with a tint of green. I have naturally wavy brown hair, it's a blessing and a curse at the same time.

I grab my bowl of cereal and wrap myself in the covers. I close my eyes and am slowly falling asleep.

"Shit!!!!" I yell while throwing the covers off of me. I forgot to grab all my equipment when I got home.

I grab the closest shoes, which happen to my my monkey squeaker slippers. Every step I take my slippers make a squeak sound. It sounds like a dog is chewing one of its toys. But right now I don't care if I make a sound or not. This is my equipment we are talking about!

I unlock my door and run as quick as I can to my car. I unlock my car and quickly open the trunk. I shut the trunk with my foot and start to walk back to my condo.

I slowly start walking back until some dick hits me! Why the hell is he running? He bumps into me and of course my 3,500 dollar camera has to fall. It shattered into pieces, none of it was salvageable. "What the hell was that for!? You douche!" I scream while picking up the pieces of my once working camera.

I look up from the ground to see who the hell this person was and why he or she was running. I look up and see a big mop of brown curls getting held back by some shirt headband thing and those piercing green eyes. I would never say it out loud, but he was dreamy!

I quickly look away hoping that he didn't see me checking him out. But who could stop looking, he was so good looking!

"I'm sorry love that I broke your camera, I am truly sorry, i'll buy you another one I promise." he says with sincerity in his voice. He grabs some of the equipment without me asking and starts to walk the opposite way of my house. "Hey dude! My house is the other way!" I yell towards him.

I walk to my house not caring if he was walking behind me or not. I grab the doorknob and twists it to open the door. I walk to my kitchen and put the broken pieces on my counter top. Right after I put it on the counter top he walks in and drops it on there as well.

"I am truly sorry about your camera, I wish I didn't run into you like that." He says once again. I reply with a quick thanks for the apology. I walk to the fridge and open it up. I ask him if he wants anything and he slowly says apple juice. I grab the gallon of apple juice and 2 cups. I pour both of the 3/4 of the way full and give him one of the glasses.

We drink our heavenly drinks in silence both not saying a word to each other. I finish my glass and put it in my dishwasher. He does the same once he is done. He says his goodbyes and leaves as fast he came.

I walk out of the kitchen and back towards the front door. I hear a crumple noise below my feet. I lift my foot of the ground and grab the piece of paper I stepped on. I slowly open, hoping it's not a death threat from the guy that was just barely here. It reads:

I can't say how sorry I am for breaking your expensive camera. Meet at the coffee shop down the street at 9. Don't be late.                                                           Xx H

I fold the note back and lock the door.I walk back to my room and put the note on my night stand. I throw away my soggy cereal that I never got to eat in the garbage can by my bed. I once again wrap myself in my blankets like a burrito, falling asleep dreaming about the boy with the curls and green eyes.

A/N

The girl above is the girl I imagine Blake as. She is Emily Didonato. She is a  beautiful American model. I'm jealous... FACE GOALS! Also I imagine Penny as Hayden Panettiere. This is the first chapter of New York Love Story and I am pretty excited to write this! Hopefully you like reading it as much as I like writing it! She met Harry Styles and she doesn't even recognize him! lol she's dumb.Hopefully people read this book, I am hoping that this chapter gets more than 2 reads lol