Little Wonders ((Shansel))

Chapter 5 》 Made Me Think of You

Author's Note ♡
Who's point of view would you like to see more of? Shai, Ansel or Miles? I've been doing Shai a lot because she's easy to keep in character and in a less emotional state than Ansel. But lets have a lil bit of fun and this whole chapter will be in Ansel's POV.

Ansel. . .

I got up at the crack of dawn, freshened up and now I'm sitting on my bed waiting for the sun to rise fully up into the sky. I would do this with Violetta in high school. The sun would illuminate her brown hair making it gold.

A vibrate, from my phone. I grab it from my bedside table.

Ansel, how are you? Please reply. I'm really worried, I haven't heard from you. You probably already deleted my number from your contacts. I'm really really sorry. I'm just happier with someone else. -Vi 6:00 a.m.

I swipe my lockscreen and go into Instagram. I search for Violetta to see there is already two posts on her Instagram of her and Daniel. In one, he kisses her cheek and her smiles is so broad, she squints. In the second one she is kissing his cheek and he sticks his tongue out.

I tap on the one where she is kissing his cheek and leave a comment.

Haha, Vi. This is so sweet. I hope you're happy now. You post pictures of him, and barely ever of me. I guess we were both too busy with our own stuff on Instagram. But I hope he treats you better than I ever did. Writes you love letters and posts pictures of you on his Instagram and maybe even writes about you on Twitter.

I unfollow her. I can't bear anymore of this. I know I should've posted pictures of her and made her happy. There's nothing I can do about it now. This break up. It's my fault. I did something wrong. So I write another comment.

I'm sorry. I know now its too late. I know I should've made you happier been a better boyfriend.

I go to my photo gallery. Pictures of her laughing, me playfully kissing her cheek. Pictures of us in music festivals, pool parties, basketball games. Videos of her dancing. Videos of us poking fun. I need them deleted. She's not for me, not mine anymore.

The picture of her laughing and me kissing her cheekbone, I tap on and then on the delete button.
I continue deleting each and every single memory, each picture telling what was supposed to be an everlasting story. Tears creep down my cheeks, I wipe them away with the palm of my hand. Finally, I give up, put down my phone and let myself cry. My phone rings, but I don't pick up. I don't want to hear from Violetta yet. After a while my crying subsides, and someone rings my apartment doorbell. I walk out of my room, and grab papertowels from the counter to dry my eyes.

I open the door. "Hey, Ansel." Shai says.

"Shai its so cold." Miles says coming towards Shai with a few containers of ice cream.

"What's going on?" I ask.

"Uhm, well we wanted to come over."

"You should've called first, I might've been in the middle of something important.

"We did call, you just... didn't pick up."

A very silent "Oh." escapes my lips.

"I really need a place to put these." Miles says from behind Shai trying to juggle the ice cream.

I open the door wider inviting them inside.

"Weird time, I know." Shai says.

"Our favorite TV show airs at this time and the hotel doesn't have the channel. Its the last episode, and there are no replays." Miles explains.