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How long has it been since our encounter? Three days. How long has it been since I've been craving the sensation his eyes brought me? Three days.


No matter what I do, I can't seem to get him out of my mind.


I jumped from my kitchen table when there was a knock on the door.


I opened it and smiled when I saw Joey.


"What are you doing here?" I asked, sighing and scratching my arm.


"I'm here to pick you up darling." He smiled and I raised my eyebrow. He shook his head. "Did you not get my message? I have an interview for one of my books in an hour and I want you to come with me. Many book majors will be there and it will be grand if you could meet them all."


I bit my lip and sighed again. Then I grabbed my phone and slipped my heels on, grabbing my wallet and walking out of my apartment.


"All set?" He asked and I nodded my head. "Good."


Then we walked through the lobby and out of the building. I was expecting to see a car waiting for us, but no. He kept walking ahead.


"We're going to walk there?" I asked, stepping beside him.


"Well I don't see why not. Besides, the exercise will do us some good." He winked and I shook my head.


We arrived at large studio and immediately walked into it and into a crowded room.


"Okay. You can just wait here and greet whoever you please. My interview will most likely begin in five minutes. I'll see you later." He smiled and walked to the front of the room.
I let out a sigh and looked around. I saw a table of drinks and smiled to myself. Some wine would do me some good right now.


I quickly walked over to the table and poured myself a glass of wine.


"Well, well. I told you we'd see each other again, diamond."


The voice made my shoulders arch and my lips curl. I didn't know whether or not to turn around because I would either melt from his movie star grin or his killer green eyes.


But I didn't have to turn around.


He leaned up against the table beside me and I finally looked to him. And his eyes were even more ravishing than I remembered.


"Are you ignoring me now?" He muttered, and I quickly shook my head.


"Of course not. I was just drinking my wine." I smiled, and it made him smile.


"There's that shine." He winked and I looked down, blushing.


We stood there for about five minutes, both of us were probably bored to death.


His hand landed on he small of my back and I sucked in a breath. I never knew that a small touch could make me go completely insane.


"Do you want to go somewhere with me?" He asked in my ear.


"Well it depends." I smirked.


He chuckled. "Don't worry. I won't take you anywhere you don't want to go."
"Yeah. I'll go somewhere with you." I nodded my head and set my empty wine glass on the table.


"Then follow me." He smiled, killing me ever so softly.


I followed him out of the building and we walked around to the back of it. I went to walk farther but he grabbed my arm, making me face him.


"You can't look." He smirked and took his tie off, wrapping it around my head and covering my eyes.


"Well can you at least tell me where we're going?" I moved my hands around and he grabbed my hands, making me stop in my place.


"Just trust me." The words seemed so sincere, but I wasn't sure if even I wanted to trust the words.


He led me up small hills, and I felt a few leaves slide across my arms. But then I heard many camera shots and people awing.


"Now tell me diamond. Is this your first time in Paris?" His voice appeared behind me.


"Yes it is." I admit, I was curious.


"Well then this should be the first time you'll ever see this." He slowly took the tie from my eyes and I smiled in delight.


The Eiffel Tower.


"Oh it's even more beautiful than I expected it to be." I gasped.


I turned around to face him and he smiled. He took a step back, telling me to stay where I was.
I clasped my hands together and smiled, trying to make something of this amazing feeling.


He pulled out his phone and snapped a picture of me, and then he walked up to me.


"Now I finally have a picture of the two most beautiful sights in the world." He winked and we began to walk towards the tower.


"So tell me Harry, what do you do?" I asked. When we met at that party, we didn't really talk that much about ourselves.


"Well I am a photographer." He smiled and I looked at him.


"What kind of pictures do you take?" He smiled at me like a should've known.


"Well. I take millions of kinds of pictures. But I mostly take pictures of models. They could be doing anything, and I would be taking the picture." He used his hands when he spoke, and something about it made me intrigued with his explanation.


"Well. There's this photographer in the area, and I heard he takes amazing pictures. I would love for him to take a few pictures for me. They say that he's the best in Paris and London, and they say that he can take any picture any where and it would still be perfect." I looked to him. "Would you know him by any chance?"


He gave me a smirk and tapped his chin with his finger. "You know. I think that photographer... Just might be me."


"Are you serious?" I jumped a little. "That's fantastic!" I smiled and he chuckled at me.


We made it to the front of the Eiffel Tower and there was a door.


"Shall we, Madame?" He held his arm out in front of me and I smiled.


"We shall." Then we walked through the door.
There was a choice of stairs, and a choice of an elevator. Of course, I chose the elevator.


We reached the top floor and stepped out of the elevator. Then we walked over to the balcony and looked out.


"Oh this view is simply breathtaking." I smiled, letting the cold wind blow my hair back.


"I couldn't agree more." I looked to him and he was staring at me.


"So Harry Suave. How many girls have you taken here to sway?" I cocked an eyebrow.


"You seem to think that I am a player. Well, I can assure you Audrey, I am not. You are the first girl that I have taken here, because you are the first girl I've met who deserves it." He smiled and I laughed.


"What do I deserve exactly? Spending time with you?" I asked and he nodded his head, laughing a little.


"Well just to be clear, I am very famous." He laughed again and I looked back out to the city.


But then I heard a violin start to play, and we both looked to the left. A couple was standing beside us, hand in hand, eyes locked. And then before you could possibly think it was happening, the man got down on his knee and proposed.


"How romantic." I smiled, putting my hand over my heart.


Then Harry looked at me and asked, "Are you ever going to get married Audrey?"


I shrugged. "Maybe one day. But, marriage is a hard thing to deal with. And I don't want to marry the first guy I start to date, because what if he turns out to be a total dick and cheats on me. That would be heartbreaking. So I would rather go through at least two relationships so I'm experienced and know what all men are like."
"Do you seriously think all men are the same?" He questioned.


"Oh yes. All men are pigs, and they think that they can control a woman just because they want to. All men are the same, even you."


He smiled and looked forward. "We'll see about that, diamond. We'll see about that."


We stood there for a couple of minutes, enjoying the view and everything. But then he turned to me.


"Audrey? Would you be prepared to go on a date with me?" I looked to him, surprised.


"With you? Well I hardly know you."


"That's the point of a date darling." He smiled and I looked forward.


"Well it depends on where you're taking me, what you're planning to do with me, and why you want to." I smirked and looked to him.


"I would prepare you dinner myself," My smile grew bigger. "But since this is your first time in Paris, I figured that you'd want to enjoy a nice restaurant here." I bit my lip and he let out a deep breath. "What would I do with you? Well I would probably take you back home. Besides, a kiss on the first date would not be very mature." He shook his head and I laughed. But then he looked at me, "I want to take you on a date Ms. Smith, because my dear, you deserve to have a good time."


I smiled and turned back to the view.


Minutes later we were walking back down to the studio that the interview was being held in.


We stepped in front of the door and I went to walk in, but he put his hand on my arm.


"You never answered my question." He said, making me smile.
"What question?" I obviously knew what he was talking about.


"Would you want to go on a with me?" The desperation in his eyes made me flutter, but I wasn't sure if I wanted to believe it.


"Yeah. I'll give you a chance." I smirked and he chuckled.


"Oh I'll show you a good time alright." He picked my hand up and kissed it gently. "December 1st, 1996. 8:00. Meet me here?" He suggested.


"Honestly, that sounds perfect." I smiled and nodded my head.


Then his hand landed on my cheek, making my skin burn.


"I'll see you then, diamond." Then he winked and walked away.


Maybe this wasn't a such a good idea... Maybe this was just a brilliant idea.

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Notes

Graceful stars are not any more beautiful than dull flowers. xx