JB Love Story; The City Of Dreams 1.01. ♥ [part two]

Shock coursed through me as I span around to face the owner of the voice and for a second I could have sworn my heart actually stopped beating. This boy's beauty was breathtaking, he was like some sort of angel in disguise. He was quite tall, tall enough that I had to lean up to look into his eyes which were a warm, desirable brown colour come to mention it, and his hair just invited my hands to run through it, black silky-looking curls that framed his pale, flawless face perfectly. And as if all that wasn't enough; he wore a smile to die for.
I couldn't form a sentence because I was too lost in his looks to, so I just nodded instead.
"I can tell you're not from around here" the boy smirked adorably, cocking his head to the side slightly before raising an eyebrow in question, his eyes alive with masked humour.
Damn, he was good...but he knew it, it was obvious to see.
He was also arrogant, but if I looked like that I'd probably be arrogant to.
"What gave it away?" I answered, surprised at how confident my voice seemed. Wow, that was not like me at all...
He dug his hands deep into his pockets and nodded towards my side bag," the camera. New York-ers' know the best locations for photography and it most definitely isn't here-" he looked around and then paused for a second, before looking back down at my face which was glued on his "oh, and the cute English accent you've got."
To be honest, I had not heard a word of anything he had just said, he'd lost me at 'New York', from then on I had fallen in love with his voice, it wasn't actually that deep but it was still masculine, it actually sounded melodic, mesmerising and beautiful. Can a voice sound beautiful? Well, it didn't matter, because it-WAIT!
"-you think my accents cute?" I asked, gasping slightly in mild shock, usually I thought my English accent was momentous and boring, but if this boy said it was cute, then it was cute.
He smirked at my shock, yes, "so what do you think of mine?"
Part of me was thinking, 'oh my gosh, it's so beautiful' yet the other half was thinking, 'what a jerk! He's enjoying how uncomfortable this is making me feel!'
"The only thing I'm thinking about, is how hungry I am right now" I smirked, deciding it was best not to give him an answer at all, I carried on smirking at him for a few more seconds before turning and walking away; on an epic adventure to find something to eat somewhere in New York, somewhere that wasn't an expensive restaurant.
The boy followed.
I could sense his presence, he was keeping in time with my strides, walking right behind me.
Was that a good sign?...
"Yes?" I suddenly asked, spinning around so abruptly that he almost walked straight into me, colliding together.
Smiling sheepishly at me, he nervously dug his hands in his pockets again, "well you're English, and this is New York, you could get lost. I don't want that on my conscious."
A laugh left me, and I placed a hand on my hip," well if you're going to follow me, I think I should know your name"
"Nick Jonas."
"Rachel Sparks."
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