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That’s it. Everything was set to go. Vian and I agreed to do the film together. Uncle Richard couldn’t be happier than that. Ryan was a bit reluctant. I knew he wasn’t fond of me spending time with Vian, but he didn’t have another choice.
An article about the cast of the film ‘To be with you’ was released. People were already excited about seeing Vian and Jay on the big screen added to that Vian was about to release a solo album so there was no shortage of hypes.In between all of that, suddenly I became the talk of the day. That one lucky girl who gets to act with Vian in a romantic film. I rolled my eyes seeing those comments under the article. I bet it’s a she. I get confused with all those pseudo names. I wanted to say that I would let her do the role instead of me if I could. Oh, how much I wanted to disappear then.I realized agreeing to do that film has been the biggest mistake in my life. It brought unwanted attention to my oh soRelated chapters
You are my FLAME Goodbye, Mom
“I told you she would try to avoid us,” Vian spoke to Jay keeping his delightful eyes on me. I couldn’t imagine a better moment for mother earth to swallow me whole. I really didn’t want to be there at that moment. “Lydia, you are fired as of now. If you just let any passerby come in then what’s the use of you.” Damon spat directed his words to Lydia as soon as he saw both of them. That made the entire situation awkward, and the tension in the room was almost palpable. But thank god, Jay spoke first trying to ease the tension. “Hello, Damon. I don’t suppose you remember me, but I am Jay.” He offered his hand moving a little forward. “No one is talking to you, mate. Go f*ck yourself.” He snapped. “Watch it, pal,” Vian said with a warning glare towards Damon moving in between Jay and Him. “Damon!” I called out almost instantly as Vian. I understood
You are my FLAME Deja vu.
Vian and I were taking a walk alongside the banks of the east river. The beautiful sunset rays shone on his face making him look like a golden god. “Isn’t this beautiful?” he spoke after a long silence of walking. I noticed him watching the sun, retreating its rays to give the stage to the moon and the stars. It was the first time he spoke since we decided to take a walk. We both walked in comfortable silence like we were just enjoying each other’s company. “Do you want me to take a picture of you with it?’ I asked him also watching the sunset. “Good idea. Let’s do it together,” he said motioning me to come near him and then drifting his gaze to the beautiful sight behind us. I nodded my head agreeing, and we both moved our bodies closer to each other with the orange sky behind us, deciding to take a selfie. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and adjusted the angle to capture the scenery behind us along with our faces.
You are my FLAME Confession.
Lunch with Ryan was surprisingly felt good. I just accepted his offer feeling bad for rejecting his invite for coffee before and I didn’t expect myself to be having a good time with him. He acted the same as he had, when we used to date before in high school. He was funny, charming, gentle, and was a good listener. Being with Ryan made me feel calm like when I watch sunset sitting on the banks of the river near my apartment. It also terrified me that how after all these years what I feel when I am with him never changed. When we were dating in the past, he used to be my safe haven from reality. I was running away from a lot of things and somehow I ended up in the hands of Ryan. He was the end of my road when I started running and I can’t help but frit, thinking about the perfect timing of Ryan’s reappearance in my life when I am in fact running from someone and that someone being Vian like in the past. Since Ryan was leaving New York the next day
You are my FLAME Turn of tides.
There was a dream last night. It should be. Your silky smooth lips on my body, Sucking the life out of me, Your body radiating heat, Burning every inch of my skin, Igniting my core alive, My heart pumped blood to my brain. Faster than a race car, As those three words rang in my ears. ‘I love you,’ you said. It was a dream I dreamt to be real. It should be. ...................................................................... I woke up early the next morning and went to my office. Not that I slept that night but I needed a distraction… distraction from my own thoughts. I wasn’t sure if I was hallucinating or if I was still dreaming or if everything that I thought happened the previous day actually happened. Confusing, isn’t it? Yeah, for me
You are my FLAME Cuts and bleeds.
When you think that you’ve had enough… that life can’t get any more worse then it just throws a big rock at you… one that might crush even the little hope that you have been holding onto. That’s life. It will never leave you alone until you learn the lesson… until you learn to endure, accept, let go and move on. In case if you ever try to just run away without dealing with your problems. It will catch up to you eventually. I read this somewhere, and that is one of the things that resonated with me at that time ‘If you never heal from what hurt you, you'll bleed on people who didn't cut you.’ The next morning I drove to my office thinking whether I should go send Vian and Jay off to LA or should I just pretend that I didn’t care. Thinking that I will not be able to see them for a month didn’t sit well with me. God, what happened to me? I was ok for seven years without meeting them but here I am whining to myself not being able to see them for just a month. On
You are my FLAME Till death do us part
I was sitting on a brown couch in a living room. I looked around and recognized that it was our old house. The one where my mom, dad, and I lived together before he left us… before I moved to live with my grandma and my mom moved to London. I heard my mom’s stifled cries from the kitchen. She was hiding from me and trying so hard not to make a sound by pressing her lips against a table cloth. It was the day my dad left us. It has been just a few hours since he drove away in his car picking up his things. Once he was gone I came back inside and sat on the couch where we used to sit together and watch a movie as a family on Saturday nights. I didn’t cry that day… at least not for a while… not exactly for the reason I should cry for but tears kept rolling down my cheeks as I listened to my mom’s cries. It didn’t hurt thinking that my dad left us… at least not for a while maybe since I was too young to understand what it means for us or it was just too soon becau
You are my FLAME Luckiest girl.
It was a fine day in New York. The sun shone brightly and the sky was clear as my mind was. I felt like nature represented my mood that day. I drove my car to my office listening to Ed Sheeran’s bad habits on the radio. I couldn’t stop myself from mouthing the lyrics and humming to the melody as I listened to the song. I was even bouncing on my car seat when I stopped in traffic waiting for the light to turn green. I was thinking about Vian all the way… about our conversation the previous day. Somehow with just a few words, he managed to melt down all my worries and doubts. If you have someone in your life who influences you but does not manipulate you, support you but not try to carry you, scold you for your mistakes but doesn’t judge you, fight with you all the time but never hates you, gives you hope rather being disappointed at your wrongs, Loves you with all of their heart and gives you every ounce of it even when you don’t deserve it, then you are the l
You are my FLAME Second wish.
I was at my office reviewing the sketches that were made by our graphic designers for the new game that we were preparing to launch. Usually, I just review the work and show the green light to proceed with the project. But this time I got involved in the process as I am a graphic designer myself and created a character for the game but of course, I had a lot of help from the team since it has been so long. Now that everything was set, I was revising the final result to proceed further when my phone rang showing Vian’s name on it. My lips curved upwards into a smile unknowingly as soon as I saw his name. It has been a week since they left for LA. Vian and Jay, both of them have been texting me now and then but we didn’t really talk much about anything since they were so busy. “Hello stranger,” I greeted him picking up the call in joy. “Hello to you too sweetheart. You sound cheery.” He replied reciprocating the glee. I could feel the butterflies on my
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