part 11

you are gonna be in and out of a flashback during this part, sorry if it gets confusing


The snow kept falling, as the day went on, it started to snow harder and harder, and as it continued to snow, your confusion grew. mostly on how you were locked inside your room, but also why it was snowing. snow always made you think of Helen. the day you two meet it was snowing. you began to think about the day you two meet.

it was a light snow that day, you were staring out the window watching as the snow fell, rather then paying attention to class. you were in a complete daze, completely in wow by the snow. it never snowed, but when it did something amazing was about to happen. that's what you believed ever since you were a kid, even to this day.  you were awaken out of your daze by somebody yelling your name, you looked twords the source of the voice and seen Helen.

"can i help you" you said blushing slightly, admiring how cute he was, and a little out of embarrassment you were cough in a daze.

"we were paired up for the art project, we need to create an art work of a historical event." Helen sat is stuff down and pulled up a chair "i wont tell that you were in a daze" you looked away blushing, Helen chucked under his breath slightly. "im Helen"

"im (Y/N)" your face grew a deeper shade of red when you seen his blue eyes.

"your red as a tomato"

"s-so" you look down trying to hide it

"do you think im cute or something?" Helen questioned teasingly

"yes" you smiled as you watched Helen's face turn a light shade of pink.

"your blushing, do you think im cute or something" you asked teasing slightly.

"yes" helen replied. that kept you both quiet for a little.

"so.....what historical even you wanna do this thing on?"

"we were assigned the Holocaust"

"oh.........this is gonna be dark....."

"dousnt have to be"

"what do you mean?" you looked at helen confused

"we could draw children returning to there parents after the war"

"we are supost to do a historical even right?" Helen noded. "then lets do us meeting, its in the past, and i kinda wanna be friends with you. douse that make it good enough to be drawn?"

"that's not what the assignment is though" Helen argued

"so, art is about the emotion, and the meaning behind it and what the photo says. anybody can draw something about the Holocaust, but not everybody can draw a moment like this. so lets do it"

"but-"

"who the hell cares about the assignment, art is a silent way to rebel from the world and all its rules, Helen i seen your art, you have a true gift. don't just let it go to wast by following the rule. make your own rules. let your paintbrush and pencil guide you." Helen's face clearly said how much of in aw he was by you.

"ok, ill do the very basic set up of it tonight, we can go froom there" Helen wrote down on a piece o paper and handed it to you, "my room number, and phone number" you blushed slightly when he said phone number.  the bell rang for you to go to your next class, Helen stood garbed his stuff and walked out, while you looked at his ass. ((LET ME HAVE SOME FUN WITH IT))


you leaned up on your bed, and looked  out the window. i wounder what wonderful thing will happen next.  you smiled at the thought of Helen. you heard the door handle jiggle, and your door opened slowly, Helen peeked his head in through your door.

"hello" Helen walked in "i brought you some food" you tackled him with a hug, tears rolling down your face, you burred your face in his chest so he wound see you cry.



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