Let me love you

Chapter 56

Chloe's P.O.V

"Do you want to try this?" I say, cutting a piece of my chocolate pancake and holding it up for him. 

"Sure," he says, leaning in and eating the piece I offer him.

We've been sitting in this dessert place for around 20 minutes now, eating our pancakes while talking about tomorrow.

It was nice earlier walking hand in hand through the quiet Sunday streets. We didn't talk much while doing that but there was no need to, it was a peaceful type of silence. We went and bought a couple of paintbrushes for him and a new memory card for my camera as well.

I love Sundays because the city centre is much quieter than usual. I hate crowded places and people that don't know of personal space, that's one of the reasons why I hate trains. The main reason is that I'm too afraid of not getting off and on at the right place and train, they're just too confusing for me.

"Hey, what are you thinking about?" He asks, laying his hand on top of mine that's resting on the table holding the fork.

"About tomorrow and trains, " I answer honestly.

"What do trains have to do with tomorrow?"

"Nothing," I shrug, taking another bite of my food.

"Then why are you thinking about trains?" He asks, cutting into his own caramel pancake.

"Just random thoughts about how much I hate trains, they just make me anxious, " I say after I'm done chewing.

"I don't like them either, there's a lot of creeps on there and it's usually way too crowded for my liking, " he nods in agreement with me.

"Yeah, that's true, " I say, thinking about a few encounters I had with them.

"Anyway, I think we have more important things to think about now, " I add, taking a sip of my water.

"You're talking about tomorrow, aren't you?" He asks, resting his elbows on the table.

"Yeah, these two days were like a trip to paradise, but tomorrow morning we're going back to reality, " I say, leaning back on my seat.

"Look, there's nothing to worry about, " he says, maintaining eye contact with me.

"Are you sure about that Ian? The last time we were gone for the weekend you had a huge fight with your dad, and it didn't end up well, " I remind him.

"I know, " he sighs and runs his hand through his hair, something that I notice he does whenever he's frustrated, mad or just deep in thoughts.

"I'm worried about how it's going to go this time around. I don't what you to get hurt, " I say softly.

"I know, " he reaches over and grabs my hand across the table.

"Then why are you acting as if everything is good?" I furrow my eyebrows, trying to understand him.

"Well, because right now they are, " he smiles at me but quickly drops it after he sees my unimpressed expression.

"Look, I don't want you to worry about tomorrow. I don't want this to ruin your mood. I will fight with my dad again that's a given, but I try not to think too much about it. We still have another night alone together, why would I want to ruin that time by thinking about him? Anyways, this time it would be different because I'm not backing down, " he squeezes my hand and smiles at me, making me sigh.

"You're right, we can worry about tomorrow another time, let's just enjoy our limited private time as much as we can, " I say, smiling.

"Before we do that, I want to ask something about your friend Alice. "