The Color of Flowers

Honey and Launa

Honey's POV

"Hey, Honey, what are you going to get?"

"I think I'm going to buy a hot chocolate. I like classics."

"Ooh, me too!"

Launa and I were standing in the line at Starbucks, about to order. She looked happy, which made me smile. I ordered our drinks, and we sat down at a table nearby. I carried the drinks, and Launa held onto my arm. I love helping her. She can't see, but I don't mind so much. It feels good to be depended on.

"What do you want to do after this?" She asked.

"I think we should go to that clothing shop you wanted to go to."

"Really? Yay!"

She lit up, and I held her hand. I let her hold the cup, and she took a sip of her hot chocolate. I liked to watch her every move, sometimes. Launa is truly beautiful. She swallowed, and I felt a warmth spread over my cheeks.

The bell on the door jingled, and I looked over in curiosity. I knew the people who walked in. They were a girl from my old school, notorious for bothering people she didn't like. I tried to act invisible, but I overheard her whispering anyway. Her leather heels clacked against the polished ground, and she sat two tables away from us.

"Honey. It's her, right?"

"Yeah."

"Don't let her get to you. Let's go. Here, hold my hand again."

If Launa wasn't here, I don't know what I'd do. When I did go to school, the girl liked me, and we were together for a few months. I had found out she had been lying about me to her classmates, so I broke up with her. She still whispered about me in the halls, but that life is over for me. I like my life a lot more now. I live by myself, but I have a job at Launa's parents'. I did study when i was in school, but I never thought about going to university.

We walked out of the store, and walked on, still holding hands. I let the whispers fade, and listened to the hustle and bustle of the streets.

Launa squeezed my hand, and I squeezed hers back. Ever since I met her in her parents' flower shop, I knew I wanted to be near her. To what extent, I didn't know yet. But I wanted to be there. That much I knew for sure.

The clothes shop had many choices, but I already knew what Launa liked. She had told me about the style and feeling of what kind of dress she wanted, and I had found one that suited her soon enough. When she first tried it on, her smile was so bright I thought I would faint. Launa's smiles are contagious, and I want to make her smile as much as I can.

I took the the dress off of the shelf, and told Launa to come to the changing room with me. I had saved up for a while now, and I wanted to buy it for her. It was a white dress, because she told me it sounded the prettiest.

She started undressing, and I watched in admiration. Every part of her is gorgeous. It always had been.

"Honey. The dress."

"Oh, right."

I walked over to her, and lifted the dress over her shoulders. I let my hands cascade over her body, the dress following until it ended.

"Jeez, I can fix the dress when it's already on." She pouted, but blushed.

I smiled warmly, and replied, "I know."

"Where are you?"

"I'm on the chair next to you." I held her hand.

"Hey, I want to try something."