They were friends. He was a player,
and she, she just existed.
But, they were friends,
who trusted each other for more than a decade.
Echo, an ordinary girl, promised herself that
she would never fall in love with him.
Who's him?
Levi, 17 yea...
"Yeah, alright, Layla. Hmm. Okay, got it. Yeah yeah, don't worry. You worry too much, damn chill for a bit. Okay, okay, go. Talk to you soon!" I said bidding her goodbye while laughing at her worrying a little too much.
I was on the phone with Layla, and she said she was coming over to Paris next month. She's worried about the catering for the party she planned, and I told her I'll oversee it. I put the phone back into my handbag as I walked out from my apartment.
It's a Sunday morning, and I decided to head out to my favourite cafe to get my daily dose of caffeine. I was fortunate enough to meet some of the best people in the cafe. After staying in Paris for some time, I became a familiar face and they were the nicest of people.
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"Bonjour, the usual, please." I said.
"Bonjour, Echo. Coming right up!" Mr. Andre said.
Mr. Andre was the cafe's owner. He spoke mostly in English with me, and he was like a father figure to me. The first few months when I came to Paris, I was like some sort of lost creature put into an entirely new environment. That's when I met Mr.Andre for the first time, he showed me directions to the places I was heading to and taught me better French, but he somewhat loved communicating with me in English after finding out I was an English teacher. He was definitely the sweetest 67 year old man, I've ever met.
As I was fumbling with my purse to take out the money for the coffee, I saw a hand reach out from behind me, placing some money on the counter. Mr.Andre looks at me, and I look up from the money to him. I slowly turned behind, wanting to thank the stranger for paying for my coffee, but what I saw, made me freeze. I literally felt my heart stop.
{Levi pov}
When I reached Paris, I was having major jet lag. I was at my penthouse, definitely not wanting to wake up, ever. Nevertheless, I pulled myself out of bed, knowing I had to take a look around the office before I officially start working. I decided to take a detour to her apartment, I know I might not be able to see her, considering it was the weekend, and it was still pretty early, but I guess I just wanted to see where she was staying for the past 6 years.
Her place was about a 15 minute walking distance from mine, which I'm so thankful for. I decided to walk, wanting to sightsee the surroundings as well. As I was reaching her apartment, I saw her. I saw her laughing while she was on a phone call. I didn't want to approach her just yet, so I just watched her. Call me a stalker, I don't care, but just watching her flipped a switch in my heart.
