Aisling [A one shot collection]

The only fairy tale

Seb | Emily

"Don't shut the door of love. Don't turn away from life. It'll suck without me I know but just try to give it a shot. You might find your happy ever after.

Love

Seb."

I push the now crumbled piece of paper in my purse and take a deep breath. Start overs are always difficult no matter whatever you are doing. But what if it's a start over to your life? That's what I'm gonna do. That's what I'm doing.

Trying anything new has always been quite a task for me. New places, New people, New Me. It's exhausting. But never did I know opening the door of my heart I closed years back will prove this much of a hassle. But life is the synonym of moving on and I'm just trying to do that only.

I push open the glass door of the restaurant when my eyes fall on Will. He's sitting there on the said table looking at me only.

Will Henderson.

The new guy at office who's been trying to take me out for quite a while now. He's actually the kind of man women dream of. Easy on eyes, has a hefty job and is attentive to minor details. Any other girl in my place will be happy to start something magical with someone like Will but here I'm. Emily Greene. Who's having second thoughts even before starting anything with him. This isn't something I'll be able to do. I will mess it up big time and that'll cause me losing a nice person and my life doesn't have many of those but it's too late to think about it.

"Hey!"

I greet him with a small smile which he reciprocates taking out the chair for me.

"I'm sorry I'm late."

He shakes his head smiling lightly.

"No issues there. I was quite early actually."

A silence falls over between us which is not at all comforting. Silent talks are the best but only with those who have the ability to communicate without words.

"But Seb!"

"Don't talk. Let's just enjoy this silence."

A distant memory plays in my mind making me flinch a little.

"Emily?"

I look at Will who's waiting for me to place my order.

"Oh! Yeah."

I take the menu book from his hand even though I know what I'll be having. With the walk to memory lane at this inappropriate time I feel unsettled and immersing myself into this menu book is the only refuge I have this moment. But it doesn't last for long.

"So.. I think it's the time where we talk about our general interest. Right? So tell me what do you like to do. And I have an idea it's not reading. I know you are not quite a reader."

For the first time a genuine smile appear on my lips.

"I love painting."