Lost In Time

18. Blushin Brownie Points

I didn't really like how the last chapter ended, so I'm going to continue it! :) I may also start doing continuous chapters now! I'm also noticing that my writing ability has progressed and I'm happy about that. Also, I just want to say, I love you guys SOOOO much! You are the best! You're comments are always so kind, funny, and positive and they put a smile on my face and determination in my heart to keep this story going. I know it sounds cheesy but I adore you guys more that you know. I hope you enjoy this next chapter, and I also hope my Writers Block doesn't get in the way!! Thank you and enjoy this fluffy chapter! *devil horns poke out of hair*

PrEvIoUsLy:

My sight was met with Faith sitting cross legged on a chair, calmly eating popcorn. She looked up at me with a serious face.

"That was hot. Do that more often."

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Faith's POV

Erik's eyes widened in shock and confusion. He opened his mouth to say something but ended up closing it and opening it again like a fish. I made the Phantom speechless.... Three brownie points to me.

I laughed at the sight before me, "Relax, E! It was a compliment." I said to the Opera Ghost, who was clad in his usual white dress shirt and black trousers and shoes.

He relaxed a little, but the shock was still evident, "I-I um.... Thank you? I guess..." He shut his mouth and gulped, "H-How long have you been sitting there?"

"Long enough to hear your new piece. It was beautiful, where'd you find the inspiration?" I said, walking over to him, popcorn in hand.

Erik's POV

I felt my face get red in embarrassment at Faith's attire. It was a black tank top, I think that's what she called them, and also gray baggy trousers called "sweat pants". I don't know why she'd want to sweat though... She was walking over to me with the bowl of popcorn, her feet barely making a sound on the cold rock and carpets. I guess she picked that up from me, because in the beginning I could here her from the next room over.

I racked my brain for an answer to her question.

"Um I don't really know, honestly... It just kind of came to me." I lied, the truth was that Faith was my inspiration for this piece. She has been so good to me for the past few months, and has helped me more than she knows.

She nodded at my answer, "I guess you have a special power then." She chuckled.

Warmth engulfed my left shoulder. I turned to see Faith sitting next to me on the wooden bench. It's small, so her right side was pressed up against my left. Our backs were leant slightly against the keys of the piano.

Faith looked up at me, and then to the bowl. She placed it in my lap, "Here, want some, E?"

I smiled at her, "Sure, thanks." I grabbed some of the popcorn and put it up to my mouth and ate it, the buttery goodness engulfing my taste buds.

We sat in silence for awhile, just enjoying each other's presence and the popcorn.

"Hey, Erik." Faith said after a few minutes.

I looked down at her small form, "Yes, Faith?" I said softly.

Her crystal blue eyes met my yellow ones and she stared intently at me. Her pink lips parted slightly. I gazed at her soft features, waiting for her to say something. She looked like she was about to say something serious so I didn't urge her on. She opened her mouth.