2 : CHAPTER 3

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I slide open my phone and searched LEO AVE

LEO
LEO AVE
Modelling for famous brands
183cm tall / blood type O

I was shocked. Hes 183 TALL ? i slide scross his profile, and hes far from famous. Hes LEO the famous guy himself.

I slide across his images, and he looked so good.

IVY, seriously you're catching feelings again? Like how u did with your first crush on him?

I plugged in my earphone, and searched 'LEO AVE' on youtube

Its a Louis VUITTON catwalk, and also the COACH. And the range was no kidding. I clicked on his most recent catwalk and i watched it.

When i saw Leo, a wave of excitement and nervousness  wave inside me.

He looked so different in the all the branded clothes.

He had always been famous, but he became so much more high class too good looking. He appeared in a coat, and he looked so damn hot.

I blushed so hard, when he was walking and not even showing a slight expression. I never knew he could be a model.

I never knew he was this famous.

Tears were trying to drop from my eyes. The day has come. I lost him forever and i cant never reach him anymore.

His fans were a LOT in the comment, saying hes so hot and everything.

I off my phone, and focused on the stage.

Did he knew im a designer ?

I wondered.

"Sarah. U know the professional models that models for us,,"

"yes, they are SO SO fine and talented. Did u saw their previous catwalk ?"

"Ahaha, just some".

"Wait till u see more Leo and Kira content, they both the main visual".

"Oh, who is that".

"He was born in the same place u are from too, plus hes 183 cm tall".

"No, i mean, who is Kira".

"Kira is a British model, shes so pretty herself and shes received lots of awards even though shes been in many scandals".

I smiled, all nervous.

"Yeah, yeah".

"Is this about the Leo Ave"

I turned to look at the designer beside me.

"Yeah, why ?".

"You know the iconic thing abt him?"

I shooked my head.

"They say he went to the audition and striked three poses , so they took him bcz he was too hansome. I mean, look at him".

My jaw dropped ,"SERIOUSLY?"

"yess , it was viral".

Of course, hes too PRETTY.

People around me were talking about him, and i changed to different topics.

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When we walked on the way out of the whole building, i was practically blinded by the cameras by the paparazzis, and of course there were fansites.

i just smiled, adjusted my walk, trying hard not to pull a face.

i was tired, anxious, sad, full of mixed emotions. My body hurts physically too, whats worse.

When we got to our limo, i stared outside the window before the limo moved.

and i saw him again on his way.

Did he ever gained his memories ?

Did he remembered all we did  together ?

Did he remembered how we liked the rain that much ?

Did he missed me?

Or most importantly,

Did he even remember my face ?

no. Its been 5 years since he lost his memory,

so the memory he probably left is me meeting him on the the graduation day.

how pathetic of me. i left him and the last thing he could do to make himself feel better is to continue forgetting me.

Fortunately, the limo's window is tainted black. I couldn't bear to see how worried the fans are gonna be if they saw how i look rn.

Tears are practically filling my eyes.

You're so stupid , Ivy. Crying wont solve anything anymore.

While i was staring out the window on the way back, i saw a drop of tear fell from the sky.

oh.

more tears, seconds after,

It was raining heavily.

Just, years ago, rain was always my favourite kind of weather. Leaving with my mum made me felt bad enough, then rain would fall.

it always felt like the sky had always been my friend, comforting me. Especially during the happy days with Leo.

Us playing in the rain ?

Was it four ? Or five months ? We barely lasted half a year but it felt like i've long him for decades.

I was stupid. I was my mother's puppet.

I broke up with him that easily, and when god gave me another chance to fix it by sending him to me on the audition day,

i messed up for good.

I wouldn't bear to watch him get hurt anymore. I missed the smile he shown me years ago, the smile without sorrows and worries, the smile he once gave to me.

So be it like that.

Keep smiling and shine prettily.

Let him not remember me for now, even when the rain could hurt me every time it falls.

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