Niall cheered. He received a reply to the letter, and he almost laughed out of luck.
"You are incredible Jenny!" he thought, and he meant every word. It was easy to open the envelope, and he sat down on the sofa, with his feet up on the table. It tingled all over and before he read, he viewed the letter, just to imagine how she had looked like when she wrote it. This came from Jenny, Jenny had touched the paper, and she had written it all for just him. Niall was happy. He sniffed lightly on the paper. It didn't smell any perfume, but he compounded if she had a favorite fragrance or if she was just neutral. There were many questions. He began slowly to read, only to draw in the words. He felt his whole body shook, and he felt that the brain almost stood still.
"Niall. I think about you a whole lot ..." he read that sentence five times. Yes almost six times just to see her face in front of him. He wondered how she looked. Maybe she was totally different?
"Jenny!" he began the letter. He didn't write hello or dear Jenny. He simply wrote her name and it was like talking to her. As if she sat in front of him, but she didn't reply to the words. He smiled wide and his hand shook. Would he ask questions about what she smelled? He didn't know what he would write, but he chose to answer her questions first.
"I wish you could have been there from the beginning. I wish I didn't broke up with you. You would have loved to go with me and you would have loved to hear the fans shouting our names. It's like I have to pinch my arm sometimes, just by the thought. It's like living in a dream, but I don't sleep I'm awake, I experience. Sure it's fun to be "known" but at the same time one can't just sneak away and just be me. Yet I don't complain. I have had opportunities that not many gets and I try to take care of all day.
You are working at a cafe? If I happen to pass by, you have to make sure I get a taste of what's worth eating there? Next time I get home, we can have a cup of tea together and as you write, talk about old times? Catch up on things? It would have been wonderful and I would really behave like a gentleman. And I pay by the way. I'm a gentleman and I will continue to be so with you. You have a special place in my heart and you have always been there.
I have an unusual request ... Can you spray a few splashes from your favorite Perfume on the letter? It would help if I knew what you smell like. You don't need to so do, if you don't want to... Just because it shouldn't feel wrong, I'll squirt some of my Perfume on this letter. Knowing a scents can say a thousand things about a person. Okay, I often smell food because I love food, but not always.
Niall did as he promised in the letter. He brought the letter to the bathroom and picked out his best perfume, which he usually used. He squirted a little on the letter, and he made sure it would smell. Then he put it in the envelope and wrote her name on it.
"Hope you answer!" he whispered quietly. He sat on the sofa and all the memories came back. It was as if Jenny had never been away. Actually, it felt as if he still loved her, that he loved her deeply, passionately and intensely.
In the morning, he put the letter in the mailbox and he was excited.