Crazy Guy Crazy Girl Crazy Love

"I'm crazy. Compleately and utterly crazy. If you come with me I have no idea what will happen. Because I'm nuts." He explained to me, before leaving he turned around and added, "aren't you coming?" ************************************************************** Nina is bored. Bored of life, bored of school, bored of everything. Then she meets Daz, who is a self-admitted mad man who is anything but boring. What could possibly go wrong?

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4. Chapter 4: Shadow

"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

-FabGirl3

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