His Way ┊𝐀 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥 . . . 18+

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏

Grace sat behind her wooden drawing table, glancing down on the A3 sized paper that was filled with dark and lighter grey pencil strokes. Ever since her last visit to the public library, she felt intrigued by the rather alluring and detailed classic architecture of the building, and therefore wanted to attempt trying to sketch what she saw. ''I just cannot get this right ..''. A humble groan escaped as she put down her mechanic pencil and sighed. For some reason the strokes simply wouldn't blend with the paper, which made the drawing look more abstract than realistic.

She ran her hand through her lively, dark brown hair, that way fixing her imperfect curls before getting up from her chair. The brunette reached for her purse and keys that layed on a small table next to the door of her room and impulsively decided to go out and get new pencils that do blend.

As she stepped outside a bird shat on the ground just in front of her. Grace was lucky that the bird did not take a crap on her exquisite dark curls.

Her hazel eyes shone in the sun light. The wind ran wildly through her hair. The rays of the sunlight shinning down on her hair gave it a light gleam, that way making it look golden.

She saw something fly in the corner of her eye, it seemed to be a weird looking horse. She shrugged it off, until she noticed the neon spots on its back.

 She made her way to the artsupply store, every now and then she did a backflip as she moved along the classic buildings attatched to the pavement. She entered the store, a little ring noise of the bell above the door echoing through the space as she walked in. 

She walked past a strange looking aisle. Grace looked at the shelves again, because they were so weird. On the top stood normal art supplies, but at the bottom of the rack was ghost hunting equipment. 

She knew all about ghosts and the K2, the rempod, and evp recorder looked all to familliar.

She looked at the equipment with great interest before the familiar sound of the bell above the door, snapped her out of her thoughts. Glancing at the door, she didn't see anyone, perhaps they already went in. She smiled slightly knowing they sell paranormal related stuff, and quickly moved over to the art supplies used for sketching. Next to her was a tall man, possibly around the 6'1. His attire was all black, she noticed the man wore a tie matching his midnight black suit. 
She tried not to make it obvious how invested she was in the male and kept herself busy studying various pencils, only to every now and then peek at the dark haired customer. 

On the top shelve layed small baskets with blending tools and black mechanic pencils with softer points. Without even reaching out her hand, she knew she wouldn't be able to grab the tools as the shelve was too high for her to have access to. She lowered her head and huffed, thinking of what she should do next. Perhaps leave it? 
''No worries, I got you.'' The boy had a soft smile playing around his lips as he reached for the tool, eventually handing it to her. 

She had to look up to see the tall mans face since she is not so tall herself. "T-thanks." she said softly, feeling the color of her cheeks turn into a slight pink. 
The black haired boy chuckled at her because of her stuttering, his hair bounched at the shaking of his head. 

Grace fidgeted with the mechanic pencil as she faced the lowest shelves in the rack, unsure of what to do, or say. She cleared her throat whilst a questionable small noise escaped from the mere gap between her soft, rosy lips. ''I-...Ill go pay for this now..haha!-''  She held up the tool with a nervous chuckle as she shifted to leave. 

Just as she made her way out, the other sniffled and let out  a little cough before speaking. ''What's the hurry, gorgeous? You haven't even bothered apprising me of your name.'' His words were laced with a british accent and a low, silky undertone whilst he spoke. His mouth curved in the slightest smile, it almost made him seem a bit devious. 

The brunette turned around and  pressed her lips together in embarrassement, but didnt concern showing anymore of that than needed. ''As grateful as I am..for you helping me out...'' she said raising the tool once more ... ''I-....don't think I owe you the pleasure of knowing my name. Ill see you around, kind sir.'' She copied his smile before she made her way out, the other shook his head as he watched her leave. He felt like they weren't done yet. 

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Hello my dear rats. See you next week with the next chapter :).
September 24, 2024