Chapter. London Boy

Renesmee Carlie Cullen Pov-

"Cheer up, pretty girl. We're in the most beautiful place in the world and you're still unhappy." Aunt Rosalie, said to me.

I need to get back home, i need to see Jacob and find out what happened to Noah.

"You would too if you lost your children." I say to her.

"Rylan died before Noah disowned me. He never did call or write. I don't know what to do now that he's gone."

"So make more children, at least you can. You're still young." She says.

"What if i don't want to?"

"You will, one day meet the right guy, and get married and have more children, trust me."

"Married? Children? I'm not a baby." I say.

"Could have fooled me." She smiles. "Please, try to cheer up. Last time we were here we had so much fun." She says.

"Rose, I've seen a beautiful gift that you'll kill in," Uncle Emmett said, scooping her up in his massive arms. "Want to come and see?" He asked her, with a nauseous flirtation

"I love too, my monkey man." She flirted, and i rolled my eyes.

It kills me when they turn into complete horn dogs.

Wish i could have that.

To be with someone and be totally cheesy.

"Nes, we be right back." Uncle Emmett, say fast before super-speeding away.

"Ok." I say turning around and walking down the alley.

To my sure prize i found myself suddenly in front a joke shop with a huge toy clown like guy with a top hat that .

I walked in to rum around.

Im the shop first stood and dark hair girl that looked oddly familiar, wearing a red uniform shirt.

"Hello, welcome to the joke shop. You can use a laugh." She laughed, then smiles.

"Creepy." I say as i walk pass.

"Not as creepy, as your aunt and uncle PDA out there. Who knew vamps can be so over the top."

Surprised i turn to glare at her. "You saw that?"

"I see plenty in this beautiful country."

I nod. Then looked over at a pink and purple liquid in a small-like perfume bottle that i had used once before.

Years ago i used it one night with a stranger.

Flashback

Three years ago

"Excuse me, What is this?" I ask.

"Your wildest dream come true ." He smiles.

"That one, i made myself."

Tall, red hair guy with a dark gray suit on, he made me want to buy it.

I grabbed hold of the small purple-ish bottle that read 'Love potion"

Ten days ago i decided to visit London and i heard whispers of this magical place call Dungeon Alley and I came to wonder.

I was bored is an understatement to think of magic.

"Is this famous ?" I ask. Pointing to a bottle beside it with a photo attached.

"Yes, that is a famous love potion made by Harry Potter's first born son James."

I narrowed my eyes. "Whose Harry Potter?"

He chuckled.

"Funny gal, it'll be 25gallons."

"Oh, that much?"

He nodded. I can only imagine what he's thinking… strange American girl, she must be desperate for a lover.

I pulled a bunch of money from my small white Chanel bag that my momma bought for my birthday.

"Here you go, keep the change."

"Good day, and good luck." He grinned and i turn for the door just in time to bump right into auntie Alice.

"Jeez-

"Renesmee, I've been looking all over for you. Where have you been? It's not safe to be alone here, what are you doing here anyway?"

"Auntie Alice, relax. I'm just doing some shopping."

"And what in God's name could you possibly want in this childishly awful shop?"

"Love potion." I cheesed dangling the small bottle in front of me.

"Nes, i brought you across the pound to drink tea and shop for designee rags, not poison some pathetic fellow."

"Well, i can do both."

"Well come on, we're meeting Jasper and his friend at some pub in London."

I sighed as auntie Alice super-ran threw the alley and i followed quickly behind her.

As we got to London, i ran my hands threw my hair and smooth out my red and white polka dot dress. Sliding my love potion in my white purse. I followed auntie Alice to the table where uncle Jasper and his two friends sat.

Happy to see us, Charlotte and her mate smiled.

"Hey, Renesmee. How have you been?" Charlotte ask.

"Fine, thank you. How about you?"

"We've been very well thank you."

I nodded not wanting to sit down and be the fifth wheel at the table.

"I'll be right back." I said and walked as if i was headed to the restroom but instead went towards the bar.

At the bar i sat at an empty seat between a muscular red head and a dark haired guy with glasses, who quickly stood.

"Hope this chair isn't taken." I stated loud enough for them to hear, as the dark hair glanced at me.

"No, it's fine. Have a go. All yours." The dark haired guy says turning to leave.

"I got to head home, have a good one." He says but i was sure he was talking to the freckle face guy seated beside me.

"Close friend of your?" I asked

"Yeah, one of my best mates."

"Oh, must be nice. i wouldn't know. I don't have many friends… at all."

He laughed.

"Not many do, especially Americans."

"What does that mean?" I laughed a bit offended as he took a sip from whiskey neat glass.

"American's can be brutal."

"And you lovely britain men can't? I've seen BBC many times." He laughed and i followed with a blush.

It's been a long time since I've joked honestly with someone, or blushed let alone with a male. Since Nahuel died I haven't had anyone.

"I have a lot of love for the English, perhaps I'll move here." I say.

"I wouldn't get carried away." He laughed taking another sip of his alcohol. "May i ask how old you are?" He added.

Probably wondering if he could take me home or not.

"Let's just say I'm old enough to know i can use a drink."

He laughed. "That makes absolutely no sense."

"True, but it made you laugh."

He nodded. "Brilliantly so."

He was such a small breath of fresh air to conversate with. If only guys from back home was like this it would be much easier. Yet after Leah Clearwater book was published it's been tough to even want to leave the house. It's a good thing auntie Alice have a place here in London.

"Will you excuse me, I have to head to the loo."

"Of course." I say

"Can you look after my drink?"

I glanced at his glass then back in his blue eyes.

He was mighty gorgeous to look at.

"Okay."

Glancing back to watch him disappear towards the restroom. I looked down to his glass half full and bought it closer to me.

I peeked at the bartender who was down at the end of the bar flirting with an older woman, not paying attention to me.

This is my chance to test the love potion i bought from the joke shop… it just may in fact be a joke in a bottle.. And perhaps nothing more except water and food color.

I glanced back to the bathroom yet didn't see the blue eyed guy.

Taking the small bottle from my purse and hurried to pour it into his drink, and at the emptiness i slipped the empty bottle back in my bag.

"Renesmee?"

I heard my name and jumped to glare over my right shoulder.

"What are you doing here?" My mom walking to stand at my side wearing a pair blue jeans, and a brown leather jacket on top of a purple shirt. So casual you would've thought she was my older sister.

"Mom what are you doing here?"

"I'm worried about you-"

"Do be. I'm fine. Trying to clear my head."

"Are your drinking?" She glanced to the small glass in front of me.

"No, of course not. It's … this is not mine." I said push the glass a bit. "But can you leave before my friend gets back. I was just feeling comfortable."

"Renesmee i don't feel comfortable with you being here alone. You know you're not-"

"Mom please, it's only one night. i decided to get dress and relax and come out. Can you please not worry so much?"

She's worried that me being half human meaning my alcohol tolerance being very weak to where perhaps some young guy would try to take advantage of me.

I glanced back to see if the blue eyed boy was returning from the bathroom and just as my hunch told me there he was. I turn to Mom and she followed where my eyes just left.

"Can you go now. I'll call soon as I'm on my way back. Promise you don't have to worry okay?"

mom didn't say a word as she casually turned to go from the way she came.

I looked over as the guy took a seat beside me and I slid his drink closer to him.

just as the bartender appeared in front of us and I knew he knew what I just done before my mother came.

"Good day, would you like a drink?" he asked me and I glance in the blue eyed boys direction as he took a sip and I knew if I didn't order something it would seem suspicious to be here

"Sure yes, thank you." I say and then glanced behind him to the liquor wall but I cannot think of a drink. All i know of is wine .

I could ask for wine maybe I should but I don't want to seem like I don't drink. "I would love to have gin tonic, please."

He nodded with a grin not taking his eyes off me for a second. " coming right up" he say.

I Look to the guy who took another sip of his drink. I Wonder if it tasted differently to him with the potion.

I thought I should make conversation more than to just stare at him like a creep "So do you come here often?" I asked and he didn't turn his head from the TV screen across the room.

"yeah I'll say so."

I clear my throat.

"Mighty quiet." I say and he nods in response.

I wonder how long will the potion take to kick in. I guess I should have read the instructions.

My phone buzzed in my purse and I hurry to get it.

On the front screen there were two text messages from Dad the first words "Call as soon as you're ready"

The second text says. "Have fun. be safe. I love you" i smiled without responding and place the phone back into my purse just as the bartender handed me a small glass something green that look like a weave and I was very curious on how it taste.

without hesitating I took a sip and to my surprise it tickled with a slight burn as it went down.

"How is it?" I glanced over, his blue eyes look directly in mine.

"I like it. Never had it before but good."

he raises eyebrows surprise and then looked away. "So what is your name?" I asked

Hoping he would tell me right away. he chuckled "Why do you want to know my name?"

for the first time ever in life I never been asked a question I wonder why people even think to ask that question .

Was he running from something ? Was he paranoid? Was he nervous of who I was?

Did he know what I was?

"Would it help if I tell you mine?" I asked him not answering his question.

"No." he says casually and I knew he really didn't care what my name was.

"You have gorgeous blue eyes." I say as he glance down at his drink then back at the TV with a sudden smirk.

Then he laughed. "Sure your a little too young for this bar?" he says and I tap my glass just a bit with my finger "like I said before I'm old enough to drink which indeed was actually true."

It was just then I look to his watch on his arm and I decided to ask him the time

"What time is it?" His freckles stood out to me like sparkles stood out on my skin in the sunlight.

"Why? Do you have a boyfriend you have to get home to?" he asked and I was curious on why he thought I had a boyfriend.

"Why would you ask that?" I say

"Well for one , you looked at your phone and you didn't respond to it. you just put it back in your purse as if it didn't matter." he said

my my he was observing me.

I smile "what if I do, will you tell me your name?"

"No but if you have a boyfriend why do you want to know my name so desperately?" He said amused.

"trust me if I had a boyfriend I wouldn't have told you how sweet your eyes looked. I just needed a night like this."

"Bet you could."

"What do you mean by that?" I ask.

"You seem like a one never gets any fresh air."

"How so?"

"Your skin is too pale, either you are sick or you are a loner who sits in the dark listening to depressing music."

"Yeah, that's me." I tried to laugh.

"So who was it to be? he asked I'm assuming talking about my text.

"My father, who's very overprotective." I say as he down his glass fast.

It wasn't long until the bartender was right back in front of us. "Another?"

"Definitely." He responded.

"Hey, so do they have food here?" I asked searching around feeling a bit hungry and nervous I wonder how long much longer the potion will take to settle in.

"Yeah you can order anything at least before the cooks go for the night." He stated and I politely waive the bartender back over once more.

"Yes ma'am?"

"May i order food?"

the bartender glanced at clock across the room "sure, You may."

"Okay, can I order a burger and fries?"

"yes you can would that be all?"

"Yes." I say.

"You can put it on my tab." the blue eyed guy says and the bartender nodded.

"Alrighty," he then turned to completely face me.

"Thank you." I say

"Any time. You are a beautiful girl, and us redheads should stick together. Do you think?"

I laughed at his sudden change of emotion.

"Do you own a flat near by?" He ask.

"Why?" I sk now suspicious.

He shrug. "No reason. Curious i guess.."

"I'm quite curious of you as well. It's been so long since I've been with a guy." I say.

"I would love to spend the rest of my evening with you."

"I ... I stay a couple miles away if you have a ride." I say.

"Whatever where, i hope you live alone." He say with a grin, leaning into kiss me..

End Of Flashback

End Of Chapter. London Boy