Not a Fairytale

Chapter 1.
Don't Be Afraid

In the middle of the night a young but mysterious boy walked into a young girl's room, Elise's room. It was pitch back outside but this boy had still decided to come. He walked quietly, making sure his footsteps were as silent as a mouse's so that he didn't wake the sleeping girl. He also made sure that none of the natural light was touching his skin, he still wanted to be known as the masked boy but one thing he didn't make sure of and that was to see is Elise was actually asleep. She was watching him without averting her gaze from a little slit in her eyelids which weren't noticeable to the boy entering the room.

The shadowed figure walked over to Elise's bed and looked over the light pine wood which was blocking his view from seeing what he thought was a sleeping beauty. He gazed starry eyes at the young girl, aware that she was soon to become a women in a matter of days.

The moonlight was shining right on Elise's face, showing of her pure beauty. She had clear alabaster coloured skin with a perfectly straight nose that had never been broken or damaged; she was too perfect and careful for that. Her golden blonde hair shone in the light, shining into the young boys aqua blue eyes making them glow.

He was still standing in the same position five minutes later with his arms crossed over his chest with his fists in a ball shape resting on his arms. Suddenly a brightly lit firefly flew in through the window making a quiet ringing noise as it moved, like a person with bells on them whilst they were walking would make.

This thing however was not a firefly, but in fact, a fairy, Tinkerbell. She stopped meters away from the window to look around the room. She saw the boy standing next to the bed looking at the girl who lay sleeping inside it. Tinkerbell being Tinkerbell flew quickly over to the boy to his right ear making part of his face light up on the right side.

The boy turned his head slightly to look at the bewildered angry fairy. He let out a quiet, almost silent laugh. "What do you what Tink?" he asked her with a deep voice, much deeper than anyone's voice should be at the age he looked which was about eleven years old. As Elise began to think, it then became clear that he was older. He was about fifteen, maybe sixteen and he knew exactly what he was doing.

With the light on his face Elise could see some of his features which she studied carefully and slowly, exactly the way he had studied her. The light of the fairy was not giving too much away so he was still unknown. She noticed his butternut coloured skin and his dirty winter blonde hair with a small tinge of chestnut brown. He had a small smirk on his pink lips making Elise shiver but not with fright for she did not know the reason why. She could not be scared of this boy, he didn't look much older than herself but somehow she felt as though he was younger, more immature.

The boy wasn't wearing any clothes but instead he was wearing leaves covering the left part of his chest and stomach and then covering his bottom half making it look like they were shorts. Elise watched him, shocked at how he could wear so little clothing in the cold nights of December in England. Her home.

She was dazed by how comfortable he was in his own skin, wearing barely anything. She knew that the boys from her school would never go around wearing that little clothing unless they were confident about their body but most the time, they would have their friends by their side dressed in only shorts so that they wouldn't feel as stupid. Elise had never seen anyone look like this boy, yet she felt as though she had seen him before.

As the fairy chimed some more times into this boys ear, his slowly turned his head back towards Elise and eyed her up with furrowed eyebrows as though she wasn't who he thought she was. He walked around the bed, closer to where Elise's head was so that he could see her face clearly making Elise close her eyes tight, not wanting to be caught out for being awake but slowly pulled her covers up so they were covering more of her face. As she closed her eyes calmly, she became a little nervous. She didn't know who this person was, why wasn't she scared.

All of a sudden, she felt a warm breath next to her neck, a breath which was way to close, out of her comfort zone. As she jumped and pulled away, she knew her cover had been blown so she slowly opened her moonlight blue eyes, to see the boys head over hers, almost touching her nose. She gasped out loud and tried to bury her head under the covers but she wasn't fast enough, the boy had already reached out his arm and put his hand over her mouth to stop her from screaming but it also stopped her from moving. As the boy slowly removed his hand away from Elise's plump lips, she tried to catch her breath before doing anything.

"W-who are you?" she asked after a few seconds of the boy almost on top of her. At first, she hadn't realised that he was floating in the air. She blinked a few times to make sure she was awake before looking around in shock.

"Are you really telling me you don't know who I am?" he snarled playfully, starting to grin as though Elise knew what he was on about. As shock and confusion was clearly in Elise's eyes, the boy registered that this girl didn't know who he was. As his smile faded a smirk took its place. The boy floated higher and higher above Elise, the smirk still playing on his rosy lips.

Elise's skin paled as she thought about all the terrible things that this stranger could do to her but also because she was worried that when she told someone about this, they wouldn't believe her. Terror washed over her face as her eyes started to water, tears threatening to escape.

As the boy noticed this, his smirk dropped and sympathy filled his eyes. He moved in closer to the girl, their noses were only an inch apart. Something about this made Elise worry as she gasped for breath, knowing that her comfort bubble was now being shared by a boy. He was a gender who she tried to forget about, a gender that she didn't want to know about.

"P-please, for the love of god, don't h-hurt me," Elise stuttered quickly as she looked into the boys aqua eyes hoping that way he would be less likely to hurt her. She started to close her eyes slowly, scared about the fact that she wouldn't know what he would be doing but also relieved for the same reason. As panic filled the air, the boy floating above her stayed still, his mouth straight without a frown or smirk in sight. He had no emotion on his face.

"You think I am going to hurt you?" he snarled getting angry, obviously annoyed that Elise didn't know who he was. Elise flinched at the sound of his voice, scared that she had just tormented someone who could be a rapist or even a killer.

She slowly started to open her left eye to see the look on the boys face but still, no emotion was plastered on the young boys face. She saw a slight flicker come across his eyes for a split second as then realisation came across his face. He lifted himself a bit higher into the sky quickly from a state of shock; he wanted to see what this girl looked like. He wanted to know if it was her.

"You really don't know who I am, do you?" he whimpered, slightly shocked about what was going on. As she shook her head she thought she saw his eyes misting up as though he was about to cry. As she noticed a tear slip down his cheek, he slipped lower from floating in the air; he was getting closer to her. She gasped out loud and quickly shut her eyes tight, scared that this boy was about to fall on her but she didn't feel any pain. She did however feel a coldness overcome her, only slightly.

Once again, Elise opened her eyes to see the boy almost touching her but this time he was lying next to her on the bed; he was no longer floating in the air. She quickly tried to jump away from him but he grabbed her waist quickly but so gently at the same time. Elise felt her breathing stop but not because she was scared. She stopped breathing because she wanted his arms to be there, she wanted the boy to never let go.

He closed his eyes shut and leaned in towards Elisa's face, inch by inch at a time. Elise's eyes followed his lips as they got closer and closer to hers, too scared to move. She didn't know what was happening; her mind wasn't translating it properly to her.

Within seconds his smooth lips met hers as he kissed her hard on her lips, moving his body towards her. Elise was still frozen in a state of shock; she didn't know why this stranger was kissing her but at the same time she didn't want him to stop. She saw the moment to respond and soon she started kissing this boy back closing her eyes slowly like the boy had done previously.

Then it hit her, she didn't know him and she was kissing him. He thought that she was someone else meaning that in reality; he didn't actually want to kiss her. Elise pulled away quickly and looked at the boys face to see his expression. It was a mixture between shock and happiness. This boy was different to every other boy that Elise knew.

"Wendy, I knew it was you," he whispered. Elise's eyes widened as she pieced everything together. Wendy, a fairy, he is Peter Pan.

"I'm not who you think I am. My name is Elise Parks but I know who you are Peter. You were the hero in all of my childhood fantasies," she swooned as she talked to him. She saw him furrow his eyebrows as the reality kicked in. He knew what he was going to do.

"Well then Elise, I shall show you Neverland."