Never Home Without You

This story belongs to me, Ash the SkyWing2486. Please do not edit, but advice is welcome and appreciated. I've never written a romance before, so I would love help. If you have something to say, please leave it down in the comments! Thanks, Ash.

There was a time when I was alone, nowhere to go. Then one night, I saw a shadow flying on by. I thought I was seeing things. After all, I was so desperate for a friend. My only friend was the man in the moon, and when he would disappear, I was alone. I settled against the chain link fence. I looked up to the stars, wishing for someone to come. Then, I saw the shadow. The first time, I thought I had imagined it. But then, I saw it again. Except, this time, it came to see me. He came to see me. He had the sweetest smile I had ever seen. “Hi there. I’m Peter. Would you like to talk for a while?”

 

“Peter? Peter what?”

 

“They call me Peter Pan. Who are you?”

 

“My name is Piper,” I said, still not able to fathom what was in front of me.

 

“What are you doing out here in the cold, Piper? Alone?”

 

“I’m always alone.” That was explanation enough for him, it seemed. I tucked my long brown hair behind my ear. He sat next to me. He had a warmth to him, and I couldn’t help but lean closer.

 

“I used to be alone too.”

 

“Used to?”

 

“Then I found a home.”

 

“Lucky you, Peter.” I said wistfully, turning my gaze back to the sky. “How did you find me, Peter? And why me?”

 

“You made a wish. And you’re special in a way I can’t explain.” I didn’t think anyone had ever spoken to me like that. I was special.

 

“You were flying, Peter. How did you do that? Who are you?”

 

“I believed.” I almost laughed, but not happily.

 

“I haven’t done that in a long time.” He looked at me sadly.

 

“Maybe I can help you.” He stood, and offered me his hand. Just then, though, his eyes went to the horizon where the sun was rising. “I have to go. I’m sorry Piper.” He really looked like he meant it. I’d never had anyone look at me like that before. I liked it.

 

“It’s okay. Will you be back?”

 

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world. I might not be back tomorrow, but wait for me. Please? Promise you won’t forget me.”

 

“Only if you can promise me the same thing.”

 

“I promise you’ll never be lonely.” He smiled at me, and I found myself smiling back. He looked back at me one last time, then flew away. He didn't come back the next night. For a while, I was terrified that he wouldn’t come back at all. But he came back the night after that, swooping down from the starry sky like my own personal angel.

 

“You came.” I couldn’t help my face from lighting up.

 

“Of course I did. I promised, didn’t I?”

 

“Not many people keep their promises anymore.”

He frowned.

 

“That’s not how I remember it here...I guess things change.”

 

“London needs some more people like you, Peter.” He smiled.

 

“Follow me.” He offered me his hand as we walked towards the nearby  building. I took his hand and he led me up to the building. “Hold on tight.”

 

“Wha-” he pulled us into the air, and we landed on the roof. “Whoa!”  He smiled.

 

“It’s a great feeling, isn’t it?”  I looked at him, and smiled.

 

“ Where are you from, Peter?”

 

“Right past that star, the second star to the right, and keep flying till morning.”

 

“No way. Where is that?”

 

“Neverland.”

 

“That’s not a real place.”

 

“It is. One day, I’ll show you. I promise.” He paused, and sat down. I followed his motion.

 

“It’s a beautiful view, isn’t it?” I asked, looking at the sky.

 

“Yeah. It is.” But when I looked over at him, he wasn’t looking at the sky. He was looking at me. I blushed, and tucked my hair behind my ear. I looked at the sky.

 

“It’s almost dawn. Does that mean you have to go?” I asked.

 

“Yes. I..wish I could stay Piper.”

 

“It’s alright. You’ll come back though, right?”

 

“I will.” He looked like there was more he wanted to say, but he turned and flew away.

“Peter.” He looked back. “ I have to move from here. I won’t be here again tomorrow. I’ll still be here in London...promise you’ll find me?”  I asked. He nodded, and left. I picked up my backpack, and started walking. I didn’t know where I was going, but I couldn’t stay here. I wandered for hours, settling down in a field, sitting under a tree. Night was falling, and I put down my backpack. I looked to the stars, praying that Peter would be able to find me