Love from Paris .. :')

This is my second short story .. :') This is my ORIGINAL short story .. Enjoy ! :')

‘Why are you doing this to me? I have given my heart to you! Why, Arynn?’

‘I’m sorry, Iky. But I think this is the best for the both of us,’

‘Only for you, not me! I really can’t let you go,honey,’ he argued.

‘Stop calling me that! You have to let me go,’ she has already lose her patience.

Arynn broke into tears as she ran from Iky but he did not understand. He really loved Arynn. What goes wrong ?

‘I’m sorry, sweetheart. I have to let you go. I just want you to be safe. I’m sorry,’ she ran as fast as she could and then she’s stopped suddenly when she was at the garden. It was raining. But she was still sitting on a bench, crying. ‘My love is not written for you, Iky’

She had decided to go to Paris. She want to forget Iky although she really loved him.

* * * * * * *

‘Welcome to Paris. We will arrive at the airport in a few minutes. Please sit back and fasten your seatbelt.’ a stewardess made an annoucement. Arynn was scared but she knew she had made the right decision.

As she walked out the airport, a guy bumped into her. That guy seemed to be in a hurry. He quickly help Arynn picked up her things and walked into the airport. As she walked, she felt like there was something on the floor. She picked it up and it was a wallet and it belonged to the guy that bumped into her a few seconds ago. She put it in her handbag and got into a taxi.

She reached her house around 6p.m. The house was a gift from her parents because she wanted to continue her studies in Paris. She decided to take a walk. She still remember her ex-boyfriend. She totally missed him very much.

‘The air is quite cold.’ She told herself. Then, she saw a coffeehouse. She went straight into the coffeehouse because it was really cold outside. It would be pretty nice to have a hot chocolate.

Arynn was shocked when she heard the owner of the coffeehouse shouted at one of the customers. It was the guy at the airport. According to the owner, he didn’t have money to pay for his drink. Arynn quickly paid for him and asked him to come over to her house on that evening.

The guy agreed. He looked smart and handsome that night. She invited him to had a dinner with her. She asked him what had happen at the coffeehouse. He told her that when he wanted to pay for his drinks, he couldn’t find his wallet. Arynn quickly go into her room and take the wallet.

‘Thank you for the treat just now.’

‘You’re welcome, Mr...’

‘Don’t call me Mr. Just call me Tristan.’

‘Your welcome, Tristan. I’m Arynn. I’m from Malaysia.’

‘Oh. It’s great to meet you, Arynn’

‘My pleasure.’

They finished their food and both of them are sitting in front of the television. Arynn started to ask many things about Paris.

‘Hey, that it easy. I’ll always be there if you need to know anything about Paris.’ They talked until midnight.

‘I think I should go now. I’ll take you out tomorrow.’ And then he gave her a flying kiss. She was stuttering when she said good night to Tristan.

* * * * * * *

It was a great day for Tristan and Arynn. Tristan took her around the town. She was very happy. Tristan promised her that he would bring her to a special place that evening. She could hardly wait for that evening. That evening, the truth had revealed.

‘Arynn, I will just go straight to the point. I love you.’

‘Oh,Tristan.’ Arynn suddenly cried.

‘Why were you crying, Arynn? Is there anything wrong with that?’

‘No, Tristan. I hate that word very much. That word broke Iky and my relationship. I miss him very much. That’s why I’m here. To forget him.’ Arynn explained.

Tristan lost his words.’What should I do?’ he asked himself.

‘Tristan, I know you really meant it but I think I’m not the one for you. I don’t want to break anyone’s heart anymore. You will regret it. Believe me.’ She was still crying when she finished her words. She then left Tristan at the hotel. ‘I’m sorry, Tristan. I don’t want the same thing to happen again.’

* * * * * * *

‘Hello, can I speak to Isabelle? It’s Arynn, her friend.’ She decided to call her best friend. She wanted to asked her opinion about Tristan.

‘What?! How could you do that? I know,Arynn. You want to forget Iky, right? So, accept Tristan. Besides, he was so kind to you. Accept him if you want to forget Iky. Tristan is a great guy. You deserve him.’ Isabelle scold her.

‘Should I? I think I also fall in love in him. Isabelle, thanks for waking me up from the dream that I was scared the most. I must find Tristan. Ask for forgiveness. Say that I love him. Thanks, dear.’

* * * * * * *

She hurried back and plans to meet Tristan at a place that Tristan liked the most, the Eiffel Tower. It was raining again. When she arrived there, she saw Tristan was sitting on the bench. His face looked so pallid. She quickly approached him.

‘I know I couldn’t get a better guy other than you. You brighten up my day with your love. You brighten up my night just like the stars and moon shines the night. Tristan, I love you.’

‘Thank you, Arynn. I know my love was just for you. I promise you that I’ll not hurt you. Thank you,honey.’

Suddenly, it was raining. He kissed her on her lips and hugged her. She smiles happily.