one year to love

5: paintings

"Bonjour Bailey," I greeted and sat on the green bench.

"Hi Faye, are you still staying at that crappy cheap hotel?"

"Unfortunately." I said.

"My offer still stands," she hesitated, " if you want anyway."

"To stay at your house? For free? Really? Sign me up non-stranger!" Bailey smiled. "DO YOU HAVE ANY PAINTINGS OF YOURS THERE?"

"...maybe, but we should go get your stuff."

. . . . .

"You only have one suitcase?" Bailey looked shocked.

"I don't have that much stuff I guess."

"Maybe I should take you shopping."

"Oh no, you don't have to. I mean you've already offered me a place to stay, that's all I could ask for."

"You're worth it."

"I could be a con artist, watch out." I smirked at her.

"I'm pretty sure you're not, but I guess we'll see."

When we got to her apartment she took my stuff. The walls were not like typical walls. They were all hand painted. The wall to the right had a beautiful painting of the Eiffel Tower. The left wall looked like an entire garden. It was mostly full of roses. There were a few sunflowers and daisies as well. Farther along the right wall were silhouettes of couples holding hands. The first silhouette contained a boy and a girl. The next was a boy with a boy and the last was a girl with a girl. At the top of the wall was written LOVE.

"Holy shit. This... this is insane. Insanely amazing."

"Not what you were expecting?" She asked.

"Not at all. But a magnificent surprise. Are you related to Picasso?" I joked, somewhat seriously.

"I wouldn't know. I was adopted, remember?"

"Aren't you curious though?"

"I've never thought about it, I love my parents."

"No not about who your parents are, but if you're related to Picasso."

"Um... not really." She laughed.

I sat on the couch and pulled out my yellow notebook. Bailey shook her head with a hidden smile.

"Find out if Bailey is related to Picasso," I said out loud as I wrote down the words.

AN: lol sorry for the short chapters but it will be longer soon. thanks for reading :)