Maybe...?

CHAPTER 40

The views up here are amazing.

I'm listening to the music from my playlist.

It's the only thing that can take me away, the only thing that gives me the perfect feeling for relax.

I still can't believe that Shawn and Bella kissed during a class, and specially the time where I'm not there.

I bit my inside lip, angrily.

I don't know how am I going to face it.

I've been in love with him like 2 years and it was okay because we were kinda friends, but now... I'can't bear the thought of losing him.

It sounds stupid, but it's true.

And all those signs of kindness?

They didn't mean anything?

He was just being friendly I guess, right?

I sense some type of heartbreaking, we didn't even date, why it hurts so much?

My headphones are playing the music loudly, but I observe that Benjamin is whizzing while his eyes are stayed closed.

Now, he seems like an angel.

Maybe Julie has the point.

Maybe I should forget the perfect and well smelling Shawn and look forward the present.

Maybe my present is him.

Benjamin.

...

"We're arriving." He says.

I look out the tiny window of the aeroplane.

We're descending.

"How was the flight?" he asks as his hands jumbling his light-coloured hair.

"Not a nice experience." I sigh, looking down.

"You're afraid of flying right?" He lifts one of his eyebrows.

"It's so obvious?"

"Nah, it's just me, I'm too clever." He smirks.

"If you really were clever you wouldn't have done that to me." I reproach.

"Done you what?" he looks lost.

"Lie."

"Oh c'mon, it wouldn't have been funny If I've told you directly that we were going to Venice."

"But you made me s..." I can't say that.

He looks at me annoyed.

"Sad? I made you feel sad?"

"I just... I just really thought that we were friends and that you cared about me, at least a little bit." I swallow hard.

"But now you know that I do." He leans toward me. "I care about you."

His deep blue eyes are not cold anymore.

They make me feel...safe.

And it's the first time I sense it after my grandma's passed away.

I smile, almost laughing.

"What?" He asks.

"I don't know... you seemed serious." "And that's weird on you." I can't stop.

"You think I'm not serious?"

I think you're cold, not serious...

"It's true, you're not." I shrug.

I see him coming closer and closer, with a serious expression in his face.

I start to lean forward.

What is he doing?

He carries on.

And our faces are only a few metres away.

And suddenly I see a lovely smile peering on him.

"Ok, right, I'm not a serious person."

"Are you insane? You've scared me." I say as he moves away.

"Okay, insane... good word, yeah I'm a bit insane."

"You don't have to tell me." I roll my eyes.

The plane touches the floor.

We've arrived.

Really arrived.

We're in Nice.

Wow.

I watch the people walking out of the aeroplane.

I do the same.

And I feel the sunlight for the first time.

I open my eyes widely as I remember this beautiful place.

Yeah.

I've been here once.

I've been here once with her.

My grandmother.