"And shadow-girl leaves the darkness." He stage-whispered.
"Just be quite." I snapped. We walked into the woodland area of the park. The sky began to darken and I got my torch out of my bag. We definitely weren't in the parks area of the woods anymore, there were logs and trip hazards everywhere. I decided to try my luck and chat to him.
"So, whats your name?" I asked.
"Look who's decided to make conversation." He grinned.
"Are you avoiding the question or just being annoying for the sake of it?" I asked.
"Tell me yours and I'll tell you mine." He bargained.
"Nina." I told him.
"Nutty Nina... I like it. I'm Daz." He replied, holding out his hand for me to shake. I hesitated, then shook it. His grin was reflected in the moonlight, it sent shivers down my spine.
"So where are we going Daz?" I asked.
"Now you ask questions. It's a little late to turn back now Nutty Nina."
"I'm not turning back, I'm looking forward." I argued. He sighed, then kept walking. I had to jog to keep up with him.
"You don't have to be so vague you know. I couldn't care less where we're going. There's nothing left for me at home. My parents are dead. My aunts a pain. My grades a falling. I have zero friends. I never seem to get lucky. My form tutor hates..."
"London." He interrupted me.
"What?" I asked.
"London. That's where we're going." He explained.
"London. But that's nearly 4000 miles away!" I shouted.
"So? You just said it didn't matter where we were going." He defended himself.
"You weren't kidding. You really are mad." I replied, but he was no longer listening, "so we're just going to keep walking for 4000 miles."
"No." He scoffed, "I'm not that mad. We'll stay at a hotel or something." I rejected the happy feeling that came with the happy thought of sharing a hotel room with him.
We kept walking for another half-hour or so, bickering and throwing insults. Then we left the shelter of the woods and came out on the pavement of a street I didn't recognize. We crossed the road and got a room at a small (probably family-run) hotel. I was relieved when I saw he'd booked a twin bed room. I placed my handbag down of the bed and leaned against the headboard. I heard Daz begin to whistle from the bathroom. I sighed in annoyance, why did he have to be so corny? He bugged me so much it was unreal. When he didn't stop whistling after about 2 minutes I called out to him.
"Can you stop that?" He poked his head out of the door and paused,
"nope" he teased, then continued. I put my fingers in my ears, it was childish, but it was my last resort. I shut my eyes and fell asleep to the muffled sound of the mad-man called Daz that I was sharing a hotel room with.
AN: Do you like the chemistry between Nina and Daz? What do you think is in London? Please please please comment suggestions! Thanks for reading