Okay Besaa here, but you probably had figured that out^^'
I originally wrote this as an essay in Danish(now you know where I come from), and English isn't my first language, so sorry for the grammatical errors.
This is my first attempt on a fan fiction, so be gentle with me;) I would like.. sorry LOVE to get some reviews3 this story is for my lovely frien Rebekka3 love ya!
Molly had for once decided to celebrate Christmas with her boyfriend, Jim. It would be the second year they were a couple. She thought back to the day, they met. She had come to work one day in January, and he had been standing there in the hallway and looked clueless. He had told her that, just started, so he didn't know where to go. She had shown him the way to the director's office. When the day was over, he asked if she wanted to go on a date.
Already on their first date had gone well. In the middle of dinner at a fantastic Italian restaurant, her ex-boyfriend Sebastian came over. He had started to insult her, but Jim had asked him to leave her alone. Since it is not happened, Jim stood up and said it again. Sebastian still didn't respond, so Jim had said it for the third time, but this time with a threatening undertone in his voice. So Sebastian had finally left and she had not seen him since.
Their second date had been even more amazing. Jim had taken her out skating right next to Hyde Park. Each time, she had been about to fall, he had gripped her. When it became clear to him that she couldn't skate, he had taken the looong mission to teach it to her. It had taken him most of the day, but when he was finished, she could run quite fast. When the clock was nearing 6 pm, they had agreed to stop and drink a cup of hot chocolate. That evening they had kissed for the first time.
She was on her way home. When she reached Stamford Street, where she lived, she saw, that there was light in her apartment. "Jim must be there," she thought, and went up to the apartment. She walked in and gasped. The entire apartment was covered with poinsettias and Christmas decorations. In the middle of it Jim sat, with his black, short hair and tuxedo. But what really made her gasp, was the way he was sitting on, and the thing he had in his hand. The box contained a thin silver ring on which sat a large diamond shaped like a heart. She knew he had money, but not so many that he could afford a ring with a diamond that seemed to be about 35,000 pound worth.
She would never forget this gift.
Sooo what did you think? should I keep writing or should I just stop because it's so horrible?
