Chapter 4

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I sat down and painted a few pieces today. I didn't have a really productive day but, I'm pretty satisfied with the paintings I made today. I always had this thing for autumn, I loved to paint it. You know, the time where trees have darker leaves and finally they are shed. The tree loses all the color it has but, you know it will eventually be beautiful again. Autumn comes with a message that is- nothing lasts forever. The world never accepted me for who I am, but, painting takes me to my own world. I draw what I want and no one is capable of judging me. The world of color is way more beautiful than the world of people. When I was little, I wanted to build a home in between of rainbow. I know that's not possible but, that was my idea of freedom and expression. I can just lose myself here and let my hand play with the paint. I was very young when I realized that I had a keen interest in art. I felt like I found a purpose in my life. Like, I had finally discovered my true-self. I love how my family has always been supportive and encouraged me to pursue art. I'm fortunate that I got an opportunity for doing what I love.

Speaking of school, I spent most of the day with Lilac. We talked about so many things and I'm glad I got a chance to get to know her. To be honest, she's the coolest girl around here. All the girls are always acting fake and worried about their "image" and "status" but, Lilac just doesn't give a damn. She's so fun, she's open minded. She knows how to keep a conversation going and how to make it an intelligent one. She's not predictable and she surprises me every moment. I want to spend every free moment with her now. Our friendship is growing and becoming stronger. I love everything about her especially how she perfectly balances her fandom life and studies. I can't do that at all. Sometimes I'm so busy with Melanie Ryan that I forget about my homework or I'm so caught up in work that I fail to catch up with fandom stuff. I don't know how she manages to find time for homework, updating her fanfiction and fangirling. I invited her over again today, to work on our project; I'm looking forward to her arrival.

I stood back and looked at the canvas which was drenched in pastel shades. I painted a sunrise on an autumn morning. I wanted another streak of orange along the horizon and I wanted to add a few birds too. As I was finishing up the last touches on my painting, I heard a soft knock on the door of my room. I craned my neck to look at Lilac, who was standing there with her hands crossed and a knowing smile on her face. "Both of us love to do something that takes us away from this world, don't we?"-she smiled at me. She looked pretty cute, I must admit. Her hair was let loose around he shoulders and she was wearing tank top with shorts. Her fashion sense is pretty interesting. "So, what do we have here?"-she asked a she peeked into the painting I was making. Her face completely changed from a smiling face to face completely struck by awe as she said "I knew you paint but, I didn't know you could draw like a freaking artist! This is good." I hardly ever show my paintings to anyone, her reaction had me wondering what would happen if I floor my paintings in a gallery or something. "I just love to draw, that's it. It's not that difficult."-I said scratching the back of my neck nervously because I don't know how take a compliment. "Can you teach me?"-she asked me hopefully. I couldn't say no to those blue eyes of hers so I promised to teach her but, after completing our project and she agreed.

We worked on our project for almost two hours. It was exhausting because this is the most boring thing on Earth. She seemed to be interested in the topic. It turned out that she liked studying history. She's really into all that old civilization and Kings and Queens stuff. I was so right about her being unpredictable. So, it looks like she's the hardworking one and I'm the one who dozes off every fifteen minutes. I wonder how she hasn't grown sick of me. "Zayn, is this okay?"-She asked holding up a sheet she just made. "Yeah."- I yawned. "Uh, you're so helpful."-Her voice dripped with sarcasm. I laughed it off and tried do the least amount of work. Yes, I'm not one of the best persons to work with but, I'm not worst either. She continued writing page after page as I started scrolling through the notifications of my phone.

After we were done with working, I took her out for a walk just like I did before. I have noticed, when she's deep in thought, she starts humming songs unconsciously. She was biting her lip and looking straight ahead while singing "This town just isn't for us, we're made of fire. I'm in love with my broken pieces and you're full of desire. Hold my hand till I chase your love around the unbroken strings."-she was singing Young Love by of course, Melanie Ryan. I like that song too, I think me and Lilac have the same favorites when it comes to Mel's music. I decided to sing along with her-"The fireworks light up the sky just like our love when you didn't know how to lie. Here we go, we're falling again. Burning passion, full of sparks. I love how you make me feel. Young love, oh yeah. We're not scared of looking down." She smiled at me when I sang with her and that was an adorable one. Whenever I'm with her, I feel like I'm having the best time.

"Has anyone ever told you that you sound pretty good too?"-she asked me. I thought I sing just okay. "Maybe we should do a cover of a song together. That would be fun."-she spoke in manner that made her eyes light up. I wasn't sure about how our voices would sound together but, since she was so stoked about it, I said that I considered doing it some time in future. She seemed happy about it. "Hey, now let's go inside. You remember how I told you to teach me to paint, right?"-she reminded me. "Yeah, right."- I almost forgot about that.

When I took her to my room I told her-"I don't know how to exactly to teach someone to paint you know. I think it comes to you on its own. I don't know if I would be able you help you." "C'mon, Zayn. Okay, at least tell me how you are able to give these light and dark shades to your paintings?"-she asked pointing at the horizon of my painting. I knew what she was talking about; she was talking about the contrast between the light and dark colors of the sea and the sun. I asked her to stand next to me as I rolled on a new sheet on the canvas. "Now, watch me."- I said with a superior smirk as I started demonstrating how to do it. She listened to me really attentively. "Now, it's your turn."- I handed the paintbrush to her. She took it and started painting two strokes with contrast between their shades. I knew where she would go wrong and it turned that I was right. I asked her to let me guide her. She gave in and I placed my hand on hers as I held the brush firmly. Her hands felt soft and her back was pressed against my chest. We stood in that position for a long time and finally painted a horizon that satisfied her. I didn't want her to move away for some odd reason, I liked standing in that weird position. I found myself wondering about how good it would feel to cuddle with her.

"Today, I had so much fun with you. You're a wonderful person, you know that?"-Lilac batted her eyelashes and grinned. That was pretty cute. Then, she did something unusual, she stood on her tippy-toes and kissed my cheek and simply waved bye to me. I was left standing there in a daze. It felt all tingly on my cheek, I liked it. I went inside my home and smiled like an idiot all the way. "I saw that."-Doniya said hiding her grin in a smirk. "That was a friendly kiss, nothing more."-I mumbled, quite unsure of it myself. "Yeah, whatever. My brother's growing up."-she added with a toothy grin. I ran to my room and did nothing but, play video-games all day.

I wonder if she thought about the kiss for as long as I did.

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