Oh,Paris

should i go

I woke up at 7 am.. I looked at the ceiling for a while and then helped myself
up.
"Good morning, sweetheart,"the most beautiful, kind, loving person in the world said.
"Good morning mum", I replied,
yawning and sitting on the chair.

" Sleepy, huh?"she asked me, placing the fried eggs on a plate.

"So sleepy," I replied .

DING DONG!

The bell rang. I got up and headed to the door.

"Mademoiselle Alaina, c'est pour vous." A delivery guy said, handing  me a bouquet full of my favourite flower(aster flowers).
"Merci," I said, grabbing the bouquet and then closing the door. There was a note between the flowers.

'Yesterday's meeting was not as planned. Meet me at the evil tower next to the flower shop at 5.
L'

That was all that was written.'L' is for what I  thought, then I remembered  'louis' .

"Who is it love", mum asked.

'Um, no one, " I replied.

"What do you mean no-"she stopped speaking as she saw the bouquet.
"Please tell me this is not from Aleen," she said.

Here is the deal: Mum always wanted me to find the love of my life. She tried everything, including:
- making me friends with boys
- talking about me in front of cute boys
- asking boys if they would like to date me.

The list goes on and on. Look, I love her so much, but I don't care much about love now, so I had to lie.

" Yes it is .She bought it for me for our best friend anniversary which was yesterday," I  said, giving her a small smile.

" Oh okay then, come on, let's eat breakfast."
She said, "I felt and saw the disappointment in her face, but not this guy ,never .

I finished breakfast and went to my room I thought and thought ,should I go or should I not ,listen to my heart or my brain.

After a long discussion with my thought I decided not to go.