/Acrylic/ L.P

/quatre/

LUNA

I slept in until 10, waking up in a splendid mood. I was so grateful for a day without school and I planned on making the most of it, starting with getting dressed. Considering I was going down to see the 'painters' which was an excuse to see Liam, I wanted to dress a little nicer without looking out of place on the streets of France. I decided that a black dress with a white collar and oxfords would be appropriate for the occasion. I also put on a new shade of lipstick and my trusty hat.

Since my mood was fantastic I decided that, after feeding Olly of course, I was going to eat breakfast out this morning. I brought along my laptop and walked a few blocks to œufs et pain grillé for some food.

I sat outside with numerous couples and friends all chatting and pulled out my laptop to shop for clothes and art supplies online. I also was going to scroll on tumblr like usual. I ordered a freshly baked croissant and a cup of coffee. I ate in peace and was extremely excited to see Liam but also incredibly nervous. There was no reason to be of course, but I was an anxious person and he was very attractive. The thought of his talking to me and calling me by my name made my heart start to beat quickly.

I finished my food and gave a tip before readjusting my hat and walking down to the painters with a small timid smile.

I could see the canvases from where I stood and I tried not to look like I had been waiting for this since I had awoken this morning.

I gave a nod of my head to the older man who was always my favorite before Liam came around.

"Bonjour ma dame"

"Bonjour" I smiled and looked at the art.

As I spoke, I saw Liam quickly lift his head from the corner of my eye.

"comment allez-vous ce matin" I asked.

"je travaille bien, comment allez-vous" he smiled at me.

"im grande, merci de demander" I gazed at all of the work until I came up to Liam.

"Hello Luna" he said and I smiled even wider with the sound of my name being spoken by his thick accent.

"Hi Liam, how are you this morning"

"I'm good now that you've come. How are you" my hands were beginning to get sweaty.

"I'm very good thank you for asking." I looked down at his artwork and we didn't speak as I looked at all of his paintings. They were all so perfect; I wasn't surprised. It seemed as if he would be good at anything he did.

"This is beautiful" I whispered as I looked at a painting of a girl with a flower behind her ear. It was so simple and elegant.

"You like that one?" he had a shimmer in his eye.

"Yes I do. It's lovely really" I ran my hand over the flower petal.

"You can have it" he picked it up and wrapped it before giving it to me. I looked at him as if he had 7 heads.

"Are you crazy? You can't just give me this, how much is it?" I began to take out money but his hand touched mine, preventing me from moving to my wallet.

"It's free. I don't want money for it" he smiled.

"But I can't just take this, I would feel awful. At least let me give you something for it" he shook his head no.

"are you sure" I still felt like I just stole it. I didn't deserve it at all.

"I am" He laughed lightly and my heart skipped a beat.

"thank you so so much" I blushed slightly.

"You're welcome" He hadn't moved his hand until now and his face began to get flushed as well.