The Naive Urban

Chapter 5: Fading Cloud

It was a windy morning in beautiful Paris. Once I got off the plane, I already smelled the scent of black coffee in a nearby café. The warm crisp of air and the sea of French people talking to each other gave me a smile.

I was standing in front of the conveyor belt waiting for my suitcase when A.C. came by. He smiled at me, and it gave me a thought. Did he like me? I didn't think it would it be true, since we just met, but he was kind and polite to me from the JFK airport to now. My eyes widened when I started to think about it. I didn't want to make eye contact with him, so I kept looking at the conveyor belt, waiting...

"What's wrong?" He asked me. I looked up and I didn't realize he was standing there. I couldn't tell if I was blushing or not, but I answered anyways.
"I'm fine, just waiting for my luggage." I smiled afterwards, then I went back to the staring contest with the conveyor belt. It was an awkward silence for a few minutes, then I found my suitcase and ran off. I was awfully shy towards handsome men like Andre-Claude, but as you can see, I didn't know how to handle a situation like that.
He followed me and asked, "Are you sure you're okay? You seem red." He said.
"I told you I'm fine."
"My apologies, I didn't mean to bother you, I'm just worried." I blushed after he said that word. He was worried about me, but why? I finally looked into his eyes and said, "Why are you so worried about me? But I said it in a kind voice because I wasn't the type of person who would lose their temper easily. "I don't know, you're beautiful, polite, and independent. So I wouldn't want an angel to lose their way into the world. The angel is there for a reason, and that's what I think of you, and I'm worried you'll lose your way into this world." He said, as he was attempting to hold my hand. I shrugged and told him that my independence is the reason I made myself the way I am now, but sadly, I wasn't going to let a handsome boy control me, nor will I let him bring me down because he's worried about my actions. I told him I was fine in this world, but I felt like Andre-Claude was too concerned for me, and I told him it's unhealthy. I grabbed Hope out of the carry on bag and onto the leash before I walked out of the airport. I gave Andre-Claude a big wave as I'm disappearing into the streets of Paris.

I went outside of the airport and onto the street. I spent the whole day with my friend who was the one that let me stay with her. I was having a good time with her. On the first day of my vacation, we've visited the Eiffel Tower and a café with the most amazing coffee and croissants I've ever tasted. I wanted to sleep, but this vacation was temporary, and I wanted to see almost everything before I leave next week.

At night, I crashed on her couch and I didn't bother unpacking. I was too tired to even lift up my body. This vacation is amazing so far, and while I was sleeping, I saw the cloud precipitate and starting to fade. Afterwards, I've never seen Andre-Claude again.