Unexpected Love

by EmmaLouise0102

A story of Brax falling in love with Charlie, if you review and help me with ideas the story might progress a little quicker than it will if I do it by myself. So, please read and review xxx Chapters are short but it helps write more later in the story

1. Chapter 1

Unexpected Love

This is my first fanfic. I stopped watching H&A for a while and lost track of a few of the story lines, so I used the characters and places and created my own story lines. If you have any ideas for me, review or message me, any feedback would be appreciated.

Chapter 1

I remember the first time we met. I was on a break from travelling and had returned to visit my grandfather in the place I grew up, Summer Bay. I was walking around, trying to remember my way about when I first saw him. He was walking towards the ocean, surfboard in hand, oblivious to my gaze. I sat on the beach watching him for a while before continuing my search for the Surf club.

I was still thinking about him when I found it. A lot had changed since I'd last been to Summer Bay, there was now a restaurant beside the Surf club, Angelo's it was called. I vaguely remembered Angelo, he was a police officer in Summer Bay last time I visited. And by the looks of things he had a new career path.

I walked into the Surf club, wondering about all the people I remembered from my last visit. Thinking about who was still here, who had left and who had arrived since then. That's when I saw him again, walking towards the guy behind the bar, I didn't recognise the barman, I'd assumed my grandfather would be behind the bar like last time, after all it was his business.

As I made my way towards the bar, I took the opportuntity to look a little closer at the guy from the beach. He looked strong, attractive and smart. I knew I was judging a book by it's cover but I'd always thought I was a good judge of character.

I was so lost in my thoughts of the guy from the beach that I stopped paying attention to where I was going and ended up a little closer to him than I had expected, crashing into him as he made his way out of the Surf club.

I apologised and offered to buy him another drink, his now running across the floor. We sat and chatter for a while. I found out his name, Brax, short for Darryl Braxton. And I discovered that he now owned Angelo's, Angelo having moved to the city with my old friend Nicole, who I'd fallen out of touch with, and her son George.

I was amazed by how much I'd missed, by how much Summer Bay had changed since I'd last been here. I wondered how much else I had missed while travelling.