Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

EMMA’s POV : 

----- ONE MONTH LATER - - -- - 

Today marked the day that my first year of college was officially over.

I had finished all my exams and completed all my work.

Sophie, Tristan, and I were moving out of the dorm to a three-bedroom apartment near campus.

It felt so surreal, but it was all happening.

Overall, I would say that my first year of college turned out really great.

I enjoyed my classes and I couldn't ask for better friends.

All these things were great, but the best part about finishing my first year of college was that I get to spend an entire summer with my lovely fiancée.

Ian just finished his contract at the school and he was moving to New York City.

He got an apartment already and everything was set.

He was so excited.

Every time I talked to him about the gallery, his eyes lit up and he couldn't stop smiling.

It was honestly, high-key very cute.

After everything in Philly was sorted out, I got on a train and headed for New York City.

I had my big luggage with me, filled with every cute outfit I got for the summer.

I even got some new bikinis that I was excited to wear for when we go to the beach.

I made a whole itinerary, a bucket list of all the things I wanted to do with Ian this summer.

I wanted to have a picnic and watched a movie at Bryant Park because they do movie nights on a projected screen on Mondays.

Then I wanted to have some Korean barbeque in Korea-town because Sophie told me they had the best Korean food there.

I also wanted to see the Brooklyn Bridge and visit Williamsburg, Tristan told me it was an area filled with hipster stuff and that sounded pretty cool.

I also wanted to go see the statue of liberty and get to the top of the empire state building.

Some of these things sounded touristy, sure, but hey, I was a tourist.

I deserved this touristy itinerary.

Actually, all those things didn't matter as much as the fact that I get to spend every waking moment with Ian.

We were pretty much living together for the next two months.

It was like a practice run for what our future would be like when I become Mrs.Emma Hayes.

Call me cheesy or whatever, but yes, I've been writing my name as Emma Hayes on my notebook sometimes.Stupid, I know.

But I couldn't help myself.

There was nothing in this world I wanted more than to be his future wife.

I was giggling and smiling to myself like a schoolgirl as I made my way out of the train station.

I had a spring in my step as I went to the meeting point, scanning the room for a familiar face.

Ian was picking me up at the station and I couldn't be more excited.

Weirdly enough, I couldn't see him anywhere.

much of it, and I pulled my phone out to call

voicemail and I realized something wasn't

my messages, I noticed a

about twenty minutes ago and I must have

sorry but I’m still stuck in this meeting with a potential investor.I'm not gonna make it in time to pick you up at the station, but I'm sending a driver over.His name is Earl and I'll send you his number in a bit.He’s gonna be waiting for you at the meeting point.I'll see you at home,

and I felt my heart

gonna pick

room again and I saw this old man in a suit and he was holding

each other and I smiled

him, I said, "That's me.Are you

me to pick you up.Welcome to New York, Miss Sinclair," he nodded politely and went to grab

you," I

wasn’t him, I was just being

and instead I got a

wanted to be called Mrs.Hayes, but

long way to

nice

me tips on what places to visit and where to get the best New York

we reached this tall building

gave the spare keys to Earl to give to

got a two-bedroom apartment in

the other room as a studio where

and I could see a lot of

hit with a wave of

record player and all

books, the same ones I used to borrow and

the paintings he hung up and the one in the middle

a girl with her hair flying

lot of sketches and paintings of a girl that looked like

made me wonder if Ian had drawn all these because he was missing

heart felt so full and I wanted to

hour just sitting

he left it

was like

loves me plenty of time, but seeing it like this, so visual and so vivid, it made me feel things I

lucky to be loved like this by someone, someone that

that I had been

was sitting at Ian’s desk and his chair was so

strong arms pulling

saw a familiar face

piercing eyes were

smile when he noticed

sorry for making you

was soft and

suit and a tie

"Hey, you’re here?"

arms around his neck and murmured against his

the bedroom and

the top of my head and he stayed like

we got some good investments in our hands,"he said after a while

here with

he smiled

was absolutely

bed," I said as

out a sigh and a sad smile as he said, "Baby, I'm sorry, but I have to

"What?" I gaped.

you and I brought you something to eat. I only have

and he’s only gonna be here for a day, he moved

"Really?" I pouted.

you just got