Let me love you

Chapter 10

Chloe's P.O.V

Sitting here and waiting as the pictures print slowly is killing me. 

My fingers as just itching to have them in my hands, to relive that moment over and over again. To see if what I saw was captured in the lens of my camera as well. 

A smile reaches my face when I just picture in my head Ian laughing. Who would have thought that seeing someone laugh could bring you so much joy?

I grasp delicately the first picture between my fingers afraid that if I hold it too tightly it would magically shatter into thousand pieces.

Seeing Ian calm and happy, wait can I say happy? I don't know actually.

What would happiness be for Ian?
What does happiness mean to him?

For other people happiness could be food, money, friends, games, clothes and buying a house. For Ian, though I don't think is any of those things. 

I want to find out what it is.

I want to find out what it means to him.

I hope that it could be something that I could give to him.

I like Ian.

He became a good friend of mine in such a short period of time. 

I like spending time with him. I like finding out how he thinks and what he thinks. I like talking to him, I feel like I could talk about anything and everything with him. I like hearing him laugh and seeing him smile. I like creating joyful memories with him and with the number of paintings he had I feel like we'll be spending a lot of time together for a while.

I hope that life will turn around for him and give him what he truly deserves and redeem him from all these years of misery. 

I glance down at the picture of him laughing. The glow from the hundreds of stars illuminates his face in such a way that it's perfect. 

This moment is perfect. 

I grasp the other one swiftly moving to the next one. There's one of him laughing and one of him smiling in absolute bliss.

My breathing hitches when I glance at the ones of me. I look so peaceful and content. I sit back down on the chair staring at these pictures and one thought was more consistent than the others.

Why didn't he take a picture of the stars to keep as physical memory? 

I guess I'll have to wait to get my answer to that. I carefully pick them all up and head back home. I grab an envelope as well on my way, wanting to give it to him like a present.

I slide in the two pictures of me before grabbing a small white card and writing on it.

"I hope you'll cherish these physical copies of that memory as much as the mental one and don't forget there's much more to come... xx -C

P.s. Why didn't you take a picture of the stars instead?" 

I put the note inside the envelope as well but before I close it there's just one more small thing to put in. 

I've been practising constantly these past two days to create a decent looking pigeon and I finally made it. I slide that in as well as I feel like they symbolise the start of this memorable journey. Plus, I like pigeons!

I grab another paper bird and rush to my balcony, and I know that probably texting each other would have been easier and cost-efficient but I don't have his number! I gave him mine, but he hasn't used it and to be honest, I kind of enjoy this throwing thing a bit more than texting.

I extend my hand and really position my aim to hit the glass before throwing it. The smile I had on my face flattered a bit cause I...I missed. 

I glare at the glass doors when my bird landed on the white panel instead. I really need to practice, I nailed it the first time but I guess it was just beginner's luck. 

I take a seat down cross-legged, resting my nose in between the metal fence as I wait for him to come. He doesn't leave me waiting for long thankfully as just a minute later he shows up.

He stares at me for a second not moving before blinking and mimicking the way I sit minus the sticking of his face between the fences.

"Hi," he says.

"Hi! I printed the pictures from our stargazing night," I say extending the envelope between our fences as he reaches his hand out to grasp it.

"Don't open it up yet!" I say franticly stopping him.

"I want you to open it when you go back into your room," I say.

He gives me a confused look and I can understand why, it's just that I don't want him to feel like he needs to answer my question or do it right now.

"You'll understand once you open it up," I say, offering him a small smile.  

"Oh, okay," he says, his shoulders relaxing a bit.

"So, did the photos turn up how you wanted them to?" 

My smile widens at his question if only he knew.

"They came out perfectly, just like I imagined them to," I say, looking into his eyes. 

His lips twitch upwards for a brief second as he nods his head before suddenly standing up and taking two steps back towards the door. He picks up the paper bird and grips the door handle as he throws me a glance. 

"Goodnight Chloe," he says.

"Goodnight Ian," I say, seeing him enter his room.

I quickly go inside mine and fall face-first on my bed. I let out a big sigh, feeling the tension I had on my shoulders go. I grab my phone to check the time and seeing as it's already 8 pm I decide to change to my pj's and grab some chips and lay in bed watching Netflix.

I swap my sweater for my baby blue with pugs on it, short sleeve button down PJ top followed by the matching shorts. As I'm ready to leave my room I hear something familiar hitting my balcony door.

I open the door looking towards Ian's balcony only to find it empty and the door closed. I look down at my feet to see the bird that I threw earlier. I picked it up and turn it to the side only to see his answer to my question.

Although it's not really a clear answer. In fact, he leaves me more confused than before.

"I did."

A/N

I hope you enjoyed this chapter and stay tuned for their next adventure tomorrow!

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All the love -M ❤️