Lilly’s POV
“Ate, can I move in with you?” I asked my older sister, Eva. Her mouth hung agape, and the insides me were turning.
“Woah, you want to move in with me? Here? In London?” She was shocked, and honestly, I would be too.
“Yeah. I need a change of scenery. I’m running out of inspiration here,” I told her. It was only half the truth, but still, the truth.
“I-I mean, I guess so. When are you planning on coming here?”
The video started to buffer. I tapped the side of my computer screen, hoping the Skype call wouldn’t get disconnected.
“Next week? I packed everything already,” I admitted.
“What? What if I said no?”
“I know you wouldn’t say no. So, you’ll pick me up at the airport next Friday?” I smiled at her, hoping that she wouldn’t be so annoyed.
“Ugh, I don’t have a choice. Just, kik me the details later.”
“Yay! Thanks. I will. I love you Ate!” I shrieked.
“Mhmm, well, I have to go. I’ll see you next week.”
“Okay, and Ate, can you not tell anyone? I want it to be a surprise. You can tell Joe, but make sure he doesn’t tell Caspar…”
“Mmm, okay.”
“Okay, bye,” And I ended the call.
I know that she knows I like Caspar, even if I hadn’t told her. I did kiss him before I came back here to America. I didn’t regret it, but I did regret leaving before I could hear what he had to say.
My apartment was practically all packed up and ready to go. The furniture would be moved into storage, but everything else in my apartment would come with me.
I didn’t live in a big apartment so I had very little things. Mostly clothes, art supplies, and music records. They were all sorted and packed, set by my door, ready to go when I’m ready.
In all honesty, the main reason I wanted to move to London with my sister Eva was to be around Caspar, who seemed to be my only muse lately.
Every time I was painting, I used shades of blue because I was sad, missing him. Other times, when I was drawing, I used red, to show the passion I had for him that ran through my veins.
All in all, my inspiration was no longer here in America. It was there in London, probably at a pizzeria eating cheese-stuffed crusts.
Gross.
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Muse (Caspar Lee Fanfic)
FanficWAS: Art Comes In Many Forms An artist never settles down. They move around, looking for new inspiration. But after coming with her older sister Eva, to Playlist Live, she meets Caspar. Suddenly, her views are distorted and she moves in with her sis...
