3. Was This Real
I left Hayley at the bus stop as she had to go back to her summer Apartment I waited with her until her bus came I waved goodbye and made my way back to my room. As I arrived in my room I collapsed on my bed and remembered the note! I pulled my bag up to the bed and pulled out a white folded piece of paper, I gently unfold it just in case something fell out although the paper was to small for anything to fit within it. I eventually had a fully unfolded piece of paper with scruffy writing on it it read “meet me at the café at sundown” it was singed by him. Dear Diary, Today I feel as if I have just landed on cloud 9 I have been in Paris for just under a day and I'm in love. Is this right? I have so many thoughts going through my head its unreal. I mean I feel like Hayley has changed so much since the start of her Paris trip she seems to have matured like cheese ( I think that matures), I miss the old Hayley but I guess she thinks the same about me its just what am I meant to do? Anyway I shouldn't be getting myself down, I should be getting myself ready so I can go meet up with Brody :D . I closed the diary and once again locked it my suitcase. I jumped in the shower and washed my hair (it smelt of strawberry’s) and dried it I put on my red floral summer dress and my black heels ( they were only small heels) and applied some make up I grabbed my bag and keys and walked out. I was their within 5 minutes I looked around I was alone standing outside a café it was obvious, he stood me up. I sat at the table I was early today and pulled out my phone when I felt a pair of warm hands placed on my shoulder I jumped and turned there he stood dressed in black jeans and a hoodie. He smiled at me I blushed. “so you came” his voice just as I remembered “of course I did I wasn't going to let you stand outside here on your own all night was I” I stood up and laughed. He took hold of my hand and started walking “come on follow me I want to show you something” I kept hold of his hand and followed I didn't bother asking any questions it would of ruined the moment. After a while he stopped and put his hands over my eyes he turned me to what seemed to be a 90 degree angle. “are you ready?” he asked playfully, it was obvious this was a rhetorical question. He removed his hands their in front of me stood the Eiffel Tower all light up “wow” It was meant to be a silent thought to myself but I couldn't hold it in. Brody laughed and put his arms around me. This was perfect I thought to myself hat else could I ask for? The only thing is I was going back to London soon and it would all be forgotten and over.