Hi guys! This is my seccond FanFiction and I need a title, any ideas would be very helpful. I do not own the boos or any of the charicters. Alex is mine though! Chapter 1
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"I'm sorry Miss, but if you don't have the money I can't give you a room" The young man on the front desk said.
"FINE THEN! I'LL FIND SOMEWHRE ELSE TO STAY!" I shouted as I stormed out the door, suitcase in hand.
I looked down the street. Out of all the Hotels and B&Bs in London most were full, and any that weren't wouldn't give me a room. Most shops were dark and empty, it had just gone 5, others just closing up. I put my spare hand in my pocket as the first drops of a thunderstorm landed on my head. "Huh?" There was a small, crumpled piece of paper in the bottom. The writing was faded but I could just make out the word 'NABOOTIQUE', written in red ink. His handwriting.
"Well, it's worth a shot" I said to myself as I set of down the road.
-X-
After a while of asking for directions, walking round in circles, and getting nowhere I found it. The neon sign outside was flickering on and off. There was a warm yellow glow coming from inside. A man was stood over the counter, his back to me. I opened the door, the bell chimed.
"I'm sorry, we're closed. I forgot to turn the sign round" He said, turning from the counter to look at me. His face seemed familiar.
"Sorry. Erm… I'm looking for someone, maybe you know him, his name's Vince, Vince Noir"
"Yeah I know Vince, he lives here actually. I'm Howard Moon by the way. Vince is out right now but I can take a message if you want"
"Yeah, that'd be good. Can you tell him that Alex Holstone is looking for him. I'd better go if he's not in" I turned towards the door "Thanks Howard" I said over my shoulder.
"Erm, Alex. Would you like to wait here for him, I mean it's raining outside and you look like you need a place to stay"
"Really?"
"Yeah, why not. Then you can get changed out of those damp clothes. Follow me" He said locking the shop door. He then headed up the stairs.
"Thanks Howard, I really appreciate it"
"No problem"
-X-
"And that's why I need Vince" I was sat on the sofa with a mug of hot chocolate, dressed only in my Robots In Disguise 'The Sex Has Made Me Stupid' t-shirt and black skinny jeans. I was telling Howard about my night.
"Well I'm sure he'll be OK with it, I'll get the spare room sorted soon"
"There is one problem though…"
"Problem?"
"Yeah, a problem. I broke Vince's heart. It was a long time ago and I had no control over it but still"
"OK then, that could be a bit of a problem. What happened exactly?"
"Well… Me and Vince met when we were about eight, I'd just moved to London, and we got on really well, sort of like we were made for each other. We sat next to each other in all of our lessons, we were best friends. By the time we were thirteen we started dating, they were the best three years of my life, then something happened… My mum was killed in a car crash…
-X-
"Are you sure your gonna be ok?" Vince asked me again. He was holding me tight and I was crying into his t-shirt.
"Yeah, eventually… Vince, I haven't told you the full story yet" I said, wiping my cheeks "I have to live with my dad…"
"That won't be too bad…"
"… in America"
Vince's expression hurt me, a mixture of hurt and anger. A look no one want's to see on Vince Noir's face…
-X-
"Things were never the same after that and after a week or two he never spoke to me again. I told him to keep in touch but I haven't heard anything"
"You haven't spoken to him for seven years? That doesn't sound like Vince…" Howard looked confused.
"Howard? HOWARD! You jazzy freak where are you?"
"Up here little man"
Then there were footsteps on the stairs. My heart was racing, like it was trying to break out of my chest. His voice was just as perfect as I remembered…
"Hey Howard… Oh we have company"
"Yeah I think you know her"
I turned around "Hey Vince" My voice was shaking.
-X-
Vince's face, a mix of hurt, anger and confusion. Worse than before…
"But… You… How…" He mumbled, he was incapable of putting a sentence together.
"Alex, you are a miracle worker. You have managed to shut Vince up!"
I laughed with Howard.
Vince shot Howard an angry look, then he gave me a worse one. I hated seeing him angry, his eyes never looked quite as bright when he was angry. Oh god how I missed those eyes, ocean blue and always sparkling.
After a few minutes of awkward silence I said to Vince "I like your hair, it really suits you"
Howard looked confused.
"It used to be short and brown"
"What shade, there are over one thousand different browns…"
"Not now Howard, I'm off to bed" Vince said.
"Hold on! Alex needs a place to stay and I said she could stay here if it's OK with you"
Vince just looked at me, his face unreadable. After a few seconds he turned and walked off.
"I'll take that as a yes then…" Howard said to me "I'll get your room sorted, back in a minuet"
-X-
"That's the bathroom. And this is your room" Howard said opening the door "I think that's everything, any questions just ask. Night"
"Night Howard, and thanks again"
The door closed behind him. My suitcase was on the bed, locked shut.
I took the key off my necklace and unlocked it. I opened the lid slowly. There they were, the only things I needed, about one hundred pounds and a set of three photos, me and mum, mum and the last one, Vince. He gave me that photo before one of my piano exams. I turned it over, written on the back, in red ink, were the words 'GOOD LUCK' and at the bottom 'P.S. I LOVE YOU'
It's funny how Vince always wrote in capitals, like he was shouting…
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The Crack Fox XX