Chapter One

(I'm going to apologize in advance for any mistakes I make regarding to things that happened in history, or if I get any dates wrong, or whatnot. Although I am a huge Beatles fan, I am just a fifteen year old girl, so I don't know everything, hahah)

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"'Ello everybody, we've arrived in Liverpool, and we'll be landing in five minutes. We hope you enjoy your stay here, and thank you for flying with us."

The thick British accent crackling over the intercom was enough to bring me out of my nap. Well that, and the two very rude boys that sat behind me. Throughout my whole flight from California, they've done nothing but whine, fight, and kick the back of my seat.

Glad to finally get off the flying death contraption, I hurried off the plane as soon as the doors were opened. Luckily I dressed casual, so it was easy to run past all the ladies who decided proper attire for flying was a fancy dress and heels that I would surely break my neck in if I even tried to take a step.

I stepped out into the large area where people were bustling about, trying to find their luggage, friends, family, or all of the above. I stopped walking after a few steps and just looked around. Sadness washed over me as I realized that this was the first time I've ever come to this airport by myself. Suddenly, I didn't feel like the independent nineteen year old girl I did when I first started my journey. I felt little again, and I longed for my parent's presence.

I sighed and tried to regain my somewhat happiness, but the sad feeling never left as I made my way towards the luggage pickup area. I stood tapping my foot rather impatiently, waiting for my familiar large blue suitcase and dufflebag to come into view. Finally, after about five minutes of standing next to a rather large, foul smelling man, my bags came into view. Grabbing them as quickly as possible, I hurried off into the direction of the food court. Knowing Kathleen, that's where she would be, waiting for me.

I smiled at the thought of seeing my best friend again. It had been around this time last year when I last saw her, as my family and I came to visit every year in the summer. Her parents were my Godparents, and my parent's best friends. My parents had been friends with Robin and Michael Terry long before I was born, and managed to keep up the good friendship even after they moved to America to have me. Kathleen and I managed to stay in touch by writing and phone calls. It wasn't as good as being with her in person, but it was enough.

I wished that this was one of my annual trips, and I would only be staying for two weeks as usual, but it wasn't. This time, I wasn't just staying for two weeks, I was staying for who knows how long. And although I should be excited to be living with my very best friend, the circumstances were horrible.

I was coming to stay with my best friend because my parents had recently died, because my house had caught on fire. The roof had caved in on them as they slept, killing them even before help could arrive. Me being the reasonable person I am, decided to hurry and save as much of my personal belongings as I could.

I phoned Robin and Michael from a small motel room to tell them of the news, and they insisted that I fly down to Liverpool immediately. Apparently Kathleen had her own flat down there, and I wasn't fit to be living on my own just yet. Just barely having enough money for a third class ticket to Liverpool, I was on a flight the next day. I would have waited, but there was going to be no funeral for my parents, because there were really no remains left after another pipe caught fire and the house literally blew to pieces. Luckily we didn't live in the city, so no other areas were affected by that.

I guess you could say that reality still hadn't set in all the way, because as I made my way through the airport looking for my best friend, the sadness disappeared and I began to get excited. I shouldn't be getting excited; my parents had died just a few days ago!

"Mel! Mel! MELISSA!" I heard someone call over all the voices. Turning my head, I could see a slender girl dressed in a cute, bright dress running towards me. A smile immediately spread onto my face and I began running awkwardly towards her as well, dragging my luggage behind me. When I reached her I threw my arms around her and embraced her tightly.

"Kat! I missed you so much, it's been forever!"

She giggled and nodded. "I know! Now I'm going to have to get used to your voice all over again.."

I rolled my eyes. "Trust me, I know how you feel! I'm awkwardly American."

"Well," she started as she grabbed my duffle and swung it over her shoulder, "I bet a lot of guys will find that attractive," she winked at me. Again, I rolled my eyes as we began making our way to the exit.

"Boys are the last thing on my mind right now, doll," I told her. Her face immediately dropped, and she looked at me.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I completely forg-"

I smiled slightly at her and cut her off. "It's okay. Don't feel bad."

We walked outside, and I was immediately hit with the cooler weather of London. Kathleen was used to it, but me coming from California.. It was a change. Luckily, her red car was parked right outside the exit, so I didn't have to stand outside for long.

"How are you so.. calm, about everything?" She asked as she popped the trunk and began putting my luggage in. I just shrugged. I honestly didn't know.

"I guess reality hasn't fully hit me yet. I keep thinking that I'm just here for a two week visit like every year. Don't worry though, it'll hit me soon enough. I can just tell."

Kat gave me a sad look as she got into the driver's side. Sighing, I clambered into the small car and laid my head back on the cushiony seat. Closing my eyes, I realized how tired I was, and how jetlagged I probably was going to be later.

I didn't realize I had dozed off until I was jolted awake by the sudden stop of the car. Rubbing my eyes, I noticed we were in front of a brick flat.

"Alright you lazy bum, time to get up. Mum and dad are anxious to see you, and I'm sure they've got dinner on the table," Kat said as she got out. I groaned. Not that I didn't want to see my Godparents, I just didn't want to get up. I really just wanted to sleep.

I was nearly tackled by the two adults when I walked in the door. I was immediately bombarded with questions and words of condolences and whatnot. Trying to keep up with everything was hard, because it seemed just as I would start answering a question, they would ask another one.

"Guys, guys! You're worse than me!" Kat finally said, placing a hand on both of her parent's chest and pushing them back a little. "Give the girl some space, I mean she just got in."

Robin nodded, smiling. "It's just that we've missed you so much Melissa. And we're really going to miss.." she stopped there, and gave me a look.

I nodded, understanding. "I'm really going to miss them too.." I whispered.

The three of them embraced me in a hug, and I smiled slightly, knowing that I wasn't going through this alone.

Much later, after dinner and a few hours of catching up, Robin and Michael finally decided it was time for them to head back to their house. Robin pulled me into a hug and kissed the top of my head. "I know things seem hard right now love, but you're not alone. Ring us if you need anything, alright?"

I nodded and smiled up at the woman. She gave me one last smile before heading out the door. Michael embraced me and kissed my forehead and followed his wife. Once they were both gone and in their car, Kat grinned mischievously at me.

"Well, the parents are gone.. Want to throw a homecoming party? I could get a decent number of people here, and I have some-"

"Nah, not tonight Kat, sorry. I'm just really tired from the plane ride and all. Maybe some other time, okay?" I asked, cutting her off.

Kat nodded, smiled and then walked off into her room. I sighed, finally glad to be able to sleep, and found the room I would be staying it. It was a cute little room, decorated colorfully. The bed was defiantly the biggest piece of furniture in the room, and I plopped down on top of it gratefully. Not even bothering to change out of my day clothes, I curled up under the covers and was surprisingly asleep within minutes.

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"C'mon Mel, please! You live here now; you may as well make some friends!" Kathleen said, grabbing my hand. I bit my lip and tried to walk away.

"Kat, I'm just not really in the mood to be social right now.." It was true. Reality was starting to kick in, and I was slowly beginning to realize that my parents were gone. I expected my friend to get testy with me, but she pulled me into a hug instead.

"I understand Mel. But I think that maybe this will help get everything off your mind. Plus, I reeeaalllyy want you to meet Roger," she grinned at me. I sighed, she was never going to take no for an answer.

She seemed to know this, and her smile widened. "I'll go phone Roger right now!" She clapped excitedly and ran off into the direction of the family room. Running a hand through my hair, I decided to take a shower.

The warm shower gave me time to think, and all my thoughts went back to the fire.

Why them? Why my parents? What had they ever done to deserve that? I should have gone with them. It was all my fault, I shouldn't have been so careless.. all my fault.

Tasting something salty on my lips and knowing that water doesn't taste like that, I realized that I had begun to cry. And once I realized that, I couldn't stop. I slowly slid down the slippery wet wall and wrapped my arms around my knees. I sat there, sobs wracking my body, and water beating down on my back.

The water eventually began to get cold, so I decided it was time to get out. I turned off the water and walked to my room, towel wrapped around my body. Drying myself off, I attempted to pick out a somewhat nice outfit for today. I decided finally on a yellow waist high skirt and a white sleeveless shirt. I had just finished tucking my shirt into my skirt when I heard voices downstairs.

"Oh yes, Melissa will be down in a few minutes. Come on, there's tea in the kitchen," I heard Kathleen say.

Well they sure got here fast, I thought to myself. Rushing around my room, I just decided to throw up my wet hair in a messy side bun quickly. Not even bothering to slip on shoes, I ran downstairs. The living room was empty, so I walked into the kitchen. Kat was in the middle of saying something, but when I made myself present she stopped talking and smiled.

"Mel!" she squealed, running over to me. The three other people at the table turned their heads towards me, and my face turned a little pink from all the attention. Two rather good looking guys sat at the table, munching on cookies.

"Guys, this is Melissa. She's going to be living with me for now on!" She said excitedly. The two guys smiled at me, making me turn a darker shade of pink. They stood up and walked over to where Kat and I stood. The dark haired one wrapped his arms around her waist and smiled at me.

"I'm Roger, it's a pleasure to meet you," he said, sticking out his hand. I shook it and gave him a smile. The other boy, more attractive with his blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes, gave me a dashing smile as well.

"Thomas," he said simply, grabbing my hand and bringing it to his lips. I giggled and looked away, letting my light brown hair cover my face.

Peeking through my hair I could see Kathleen give Roger a knowing look, and he pulled her closer to him, laughing.

After an awkward silence, Kat coughed, then clapped her hands. "Well, now that we've gotten ourselves acquainted, why don't I make some lunch!"

The boys seemed to love this idea, and they jumped up and down with excitement. Kat rolled her eyes, but smiled and headed over to the stove and started to make who knows what. I took a seat at the table and fumbled with my hands awkwardly.

I was never the best at actually meeting people, but once I got to know them and got comfortable.. well, I was a completely different person.

Chairs squeaked around me, and I looked up to see Thomas taking the seat next to me, and Roger sitting across from me.

"So tell us Melissa, why are you staying with our dear friend Kathleen?" Roger asked, his accent enough to make any girl squeal. I played with a piece of my hair and looked up at him.

"Erm, family stuff. It's a bit personal actually. I'd rather like to not talk about it," I told them quietly.

"Is that an American accent I hear?" Thomas asked, resting chin on his hand and flashing me a boyish smile. I nodded.

"I'm from America. California, to be exact," I told them, smiling a bit.

"Are all American girls as beautiful as you?" He asked, flashing me another boyish grin. I blushed deeply at that comment, and tried to contain my giggles. Thomas really was quite the looker, and the fact that he was making eyes at me.. well, I felt pretty good.

"Come on now, you've just met the chick and you're already hitting on her?" Roger asked, shaking his head, but laughing all the same. Thomas just winked at me.

"Who said I didn't like it?" I asked Roger as leaned back into my chair, smirking. Roger and Thomas's eyes widened, and I heard Kat snort from the stove.

"Defiantly was not expecting that!" Roger exclaimed, laughing. I shrugged, my grin getting wider.

"There's a lot you don't know about me," I said simply as I began to examine my chipped nails. I looked up, and Thomas's eyes met mine.

"Well I'd certainly love to find out more about you, that's for sure."

This time, Kat burst out into laughter, and Roger just shook his head. "Wow, get a room you guys."

I just laughed, but Thomas stood up. "You know what, maybe we will!" He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of my chair. "Come on Mel, let's elope, so they'll never be able to find us!" He declared in an overdramatic voice. I laughed and looked at Kat. She just winked at me and laughed. I found myself being pulled out of the kitchen, down the hall, and into a room that just so happened to be mine. Thomas flung himself onto my bed and then sat upright into a sitting position. He smirked at me, and I just rolled my eyes.

"They probably think we're in here shagging," he said, laughing. I shook my head.

"Nah, Kat knows I would never do the dirty with someone I just met."

Thomas looked thoughtful for a minute. "So does that mean I have to actually take you out on a date?"

I grinned awkwardly. "Funny."

"Oh I was being serious, doll."

I just laughed awkwardly, not really knowing how to respond to that. There was an awkward silence, until Thomas decided to finally break it.

"So I take it this is where you'll be sleeping, seeing as there's an unpacked suitcase on the floor and the room has yet to be decorated?" He stood up and walked over to my suitcase. I nodded, eyeing him carefully.

"I'll help you unpack, doll. You have lots of clothes, and maybe when you finish, we can have some fun." He winked at me. Again, I stood there awkwardly, not knowing how to respond.

"Surree… Uhm, I'm going to go to the restroom, excuse me for a minute." Thomas just nodded and began to pull out blouses from my suitcase. I left the room quickly.

I returned to the room after doing my erm.. business, and was greeted by a very odd sight. I stood frozen in the doorway, half shocked, half creeped out.

"Thomas, what are you doing?" I asked slowly, as he held a pair of my panties to his nose.

Thomas jerked up and quickly threw the undergarments into a dresser drawer. "Unpacking your clothing doll, what does it look like?"

I still stood there, shocked. Deciding to just ignore what I just saw, I walked over and helped him unpack my clothes, making sure he didn't get his hands on another undergarment again.

Time seem to fly by, and after we packed, we just sat on my bed, talking. I found out that he lived alone, but his parents and younger sister lived in London. He wanted to do something with science when he got the chance, he loved playing the guitar, and much more. I found myself opening up to him too, probably a little more than I should have. I told him about the fire, and about my parents, and when he asked how it had happened, I told him. I actually told him.

He embraced my when I cried, and didn't say a word. By then, I had forgotten all about the incident that happened earlier, I just cared that he seemed like a sweet guy. He seemed to really care about me, and even though we had just met that day, I really liked him already. Were we moving too fast? Hell yeah. Did I care? Nope, not at all.

I guess you could say I just wanted someone to hold me and tell me everything would be alright, and that's what he did. I honestly thought he was the sweetest man on the earth, just because of one small thing.

But after a month of dating him, boy did I find out how wrong I fucking was.

Okay so yeah, this is a pretty bad first chapter, and it didn't even have the boys it it! It was pretty much just a filler chapter, so that's why I didn't go much into detail with stuff. And yes, I am very aware Melissa and Thomas's "relationship" is moving wayyy too fast. That's how I wanted it. Plus, I've read fanfics where the girls are confessing their undying love for the boys within the first chapter, so this is nothing! The boys will defiantly be in the next chapter, and any questions you have will be cleared up. Please stick with me here, I promise it'll be worth it (or at least I hope it will!) So review and tell me whatcha think so far! Or just somehow prove that you're willing to stick around to read the next chapter :P It should be out in a few days!