Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

Chapter 91: Parisian Romance 

EMMA’s POV : For the first time in eight months, I typed his name into a google search.

A few things came up.

There was an article in The New Yorker about the gallery’s grand opening.

The article praised the exhibition, calling it a creative space for international contemporary art lovers.

There was also a picture of lan and Ally, standing together in front of the gallery with Mayor de Blasio.

They were smiling from ear to ear.

They sure made a great looking couple.

That was painful to see.

The article even called them ' the power duo’, New York's hottest art lovers.

I put my phone down and immediately regretted my decision.

I should have never googled an ex.

Ever.

But I was stubborn.

After my friends went back to the States, I was alone in my apartment again and I was forced to deal with my feelings.

There were still a few days left in the holiday, so I had no excuse to be busy with school or the internship.

In my desperate, boredom stage, I ended up googling his name again.

This time, I found Ally’s social media page.

lan had deleted his Instagram profile ages ago, right around when we started dating.

He wanted to keep himself and his activities hidden from the world.

He also never liked the idea of social media in the first place.

But finding Ally’s Instagram page was like finding a land mine.

Her page was filled with pictures of her and lan.

Ian looked...great, of course.

His hair was longer and his jaw was scruffier.

He wore a lot of suits now and he looked amazing in them.

His tattoos would peak out of his collar and I remembered how much I enjoyed running my fingers through his inked skin.

Ugh! I need to stop! We just entered a new year and this year my resolution was to stop pining over my long lost love.

Stalking his girlfriend’s instagram page wasn't gonna help my case.

I threw my stupid phone on the bed groaned into a pillow.

I'm so pathetic! I can’t keep living like this! I have to do something! Suddenly, I was hit with an idea.

I grabbed my phone again and stared blankly at the screen for a few seconds.

Not wanting to overthink things anymore, my finger tapped the screen several times and I got right to work.

This was probably not one of my brightest moments.

I just download Tinder.

For a while, all I did in that app was swipe people.

Swiping left, swiping right, it was just something to entertain myself.

I wasn’t in any mood to find love, especially not on Tinder in a foreign land.

I was just bored, honestly.

And looking at these guys’ faces on my screen was a safe way to remind myself that there are other people out there.

There could still be a future for me after lan Hayes.

Sometimes the guys I matched with would send me messages and they could be flattering.

They were a great confidence boost, and I would leave it at that.

But some days when I got super bored, I ended up replying to their messages.

I didn't think of much of it.

I only downloaded the app for fun anyway.

But after talking to several guys for a few weeks, the idea of meeting one of them seemed enticing.

"I don’t have to marry the guy, I’m just looking for friends,"

I said to myself.

So one day in early March, I agreed to go on a date with this guy, Olivier.

with beautiful eyes, and we bonded

meet at this bar

that I quickly learned was that

the phone, but as soon as we met that night, all he wanted to do was to shove

to say, it wasn’t

going into this date thinking that

famous for? No, not the French

was talking about the

France was

like an art form, and French people were more

French men

course, there were masculine French men in the

to embrace their feminine side more openly than

men showing their feminine side were often considered gay or

guys were more vocal about their love for

too forward or

tongue down my throat did not scream romance to

sorry, I don't think this

I pushed Olivier by his

confusion as I gathered my purse and

"Something wrong?"he asked.

to ask, I don’t even know where to begin.I smiled politely at him and said, "Sorry,

to my heels and walked out of the

I didn’t feel like

front of the bar, when suddenly a tall guy in messy dirty blonde hair and bright

"Tough night, eh?"he greeted.

"Excuse me?"

of it, you could use some of this,"he lent out

good,

"You are an American?"

"Yes,"

are you

"Georgia originally,"

from Tennessee.Because you're

"Only ten I see?"

I laughed drily.

met and we laughed at the lameness of that

guy, his English was pretty good even

"What's your name?"he asked.

"Emma,"

put his hand out to me

about to pull away, however, he held onto it a

was tension in the

me, aside from being drop-dead gorgeous, what do you for a

my third year of college.I'm on an

mistake.I thought you are

"Why?"

my eyes at

time I look at you, everyone else

couldn’t help but

"Are you always this...cheesy?"

one who's made of

"What?"

looking Gouda

"Stop!"

rolled my eyes

keep going all night

she said,"we both said

met again and we smiled appreciatively at each other’s

moment, like

pulled up in front of the bar and I

my ride, I

"Wait, before you go,"

before saying, "Don’t tell me if you want me to take you out to dinner.Just smile for yes or kick me in the

was funny yet

know how to respond to that, so I just said, "You're so

agree on getting dinner with him and he did

been on a proper date with a

I couldn't really count that as going on a date since we mostly stayed in

couldn't remember the last time I went

a very

dinner at this romantic

dinner, I found out that he

we took a walk along the river after dinner and

hold

asking to hold my hand instead of shoving their tongue down

the Carnavalet Museum and took

time we got to the garden, so the place

and when I confronted him about it, he calmly responded with, "I keep looking at your

did kiss that

the garden

was just a

a feeling I wouldn't forget it

third date, we took a day trip to

with a castle, historical towns, vineyards,

Elliott kept raving about this glass of wine

parting my mouth

very

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