The Stars Above Us

-•𝐂hapter 𝐓wenty 𝐓wo•-

Christmas

It was always a great deal at my house, all through my life. I remember when we were kids my parents would decorate whole house, Christmas songs played in our house at low volume, we would bake cookies and drink cocoa until our stomach hurts. And at the night we would watch movies after movies so that we would fall asleep still watching them.

And finally it would be Christmas night and we would open our presents. There would be a lot of them. We would keep opening our presents until the whole lounge was filled with wrapping paper. It was my favorite holiday and even today it is my favorite.

I went out a day before and bought the best tree I could, I bought decorations and grocery for cookies. And the night of Christmas Eve I spent my time decorating with slow music running in the background. Until now I didn't feel alone, I didn't feel lonely or the fact that there was no one I could spend this day with, I can't call anyone and talk to them for hours but then I was done decorating and my house felt like it came out of Christmas movie itself I laid on the couch tired eating instant noodles that I felt the chilly loneliness. 

In a different country where people speak different language I laid all alone in my apartment for the Christmas. I had no one to celebrate with, I had no one told talk to, no one was here to drink cocoa with or watch movies together. But then I realized even Ian wouldn't have anyone to celebrate with. He was all alone even with his own family, they wouldn't bother to even celebrate the holiday. He didn't have a lot of friends, just Ryan and even he would be with his own family and girlfriend.

Finally it was Christmas day itself and I spent the day baking cookies. At three in the afternoon my doorbell rang and I thought it would be yet another bouquet of flowers but when I opened the door shock gripped me. In front of me stood none other than Ian Henderson himself.

I couldn't believe myself as I stood there in my doorstep looking at the man standing in front of me wearing black sweater and pants, his thick trench coat hung over his shoulders and he was wearing. . . Glasses. I have never seen him in glasses but let's be honest round, metal rimmed glasses looked beautiful sitting on top of his slightly crooked nose. His green eyes sat silently behind his glasses.

"Hi" he breathed out but I was so shocked to formulate a reply and I stood there staring at him like a fool.

"Can I come in" I still couldn't reply. What the hell was he doing there!?

"Lilian can I come in" and finally I came back into senses.

"What are you doing here" and even when I was able to formulate a sentence I said this? But anyway.

"Can I come in"

"No" I moved forward to politely close the door but he stepped forward blocking my way in closing the door.

"Please I want to talk to you"

"But I don't want to"

"Lilian"

"Ian" he tried to step forward but when I  didn't move back he stepped back. He took a step back and then another giving me space to close the door but;

"A second" I stopped midway closing the door and waited for him to do whatever he wanted. And oh God this is when I noticed he had a beautiful bouquet in his hand. He forward it to me and I accepted it without saying anything. After giving me the bouquet he slipped his hand inside his pocket and retrieved something from his pocket.

"This belonged to my mother and I want you to have it" he put forward his fist and when I put my open palm under his closed one and he dropped a small pendant on my hand. And then he turned back before walking away. I watched him going away his back towards me as he stopped in front of elevator and after a minute an elevator stopped in front of him into which he rode and then he was gone. After ten minutes of standing there behind the door still holding the pendant and bouquet he gave me in my hands, I opened the door to see if he was actually gone and yeah he was gone.