His Little Flower (Felix and Flora) novel Chapter 130

Chapter 130 

I reach out for the music system in his car and quickly connect my phone to it. I realise only 

y after I’ve st him first. I’m getting too comfortable too fast. 

started playing music that I should have asked 

“What kind of music do you like?” I ask him, 

Julian looks over at me, casually. Oh, how I love him when he does that, randomly looking over at me for the fraction of a second, all smouldering gaze, green and blue, 

“I don’t mind. Play what you want. No One Direction, please.” 

“I don’t listen to One Direction” I mumble to myself. I used to, but I’ve notgrown them. Plus, I want to seem like I have mature and refined music 

“Now here you go ag 

go again, you say you want your freedom 

Well, who am I to keep you down? 

It’s only right that you should play the way you feel it 

But listen carefully to the sound of your loneliness” 

I love Fleetwood Mac. Especially this song 1 know Julian loves them too because he was listening to this song once while getting tattooed. It had been my favourite since then. Its insane how much my life is affected by him, has always been, even though we have never been that close or connected. 

“Like a heartbeat drives you mad 

In the stillness of remembering what you had 

And what you lost” 

I look over to Julian to see if he likes the song. His face is placid, as he concentrates on driving, the long hair on top of his head flying into his eyes as he unceremoniously flicks them away with his hand. But his head is bobbing along to the music, slowly, it’s barely noticeable. But I do notice. 

I wonder what other kind of music Julian likes. Maybe punk rock. Or RnB. You never know with him. He’s so refined, yet so dark and rough. Maybe he likes classical music. 

“Oh, thunder only happens when it’s raining, Players only love you when they’re playing. Julian sings along to the song nonchalantly, mumbling under his breath 

The sight makes me smile. He is singing. Humming, actually. But it’s nice. Sweet. Sweet baby Jesus. The way his lips move. He’s so beautiful. The way hes still casually looking onto the road, and when he looks over at me, he winks. 

So, I start singing with him. 

“Now here I go again, I see the crystal visions, I keep my visions to myself. It’s only me who wants to wrap around your dreams. And have you any dreams you’d like to sell?” 

Julian is clearly surprised as well. He turns down the volume. “I’m surprised you know this song.” 

I frown. “Why?” 

He shrugs. “You seem like you like T 

“I do like Taylor Swift.” 

you like Taylor Swift,” 

I will listen to the album Red when you leave me heartbroken. 

resting on my thigh. My breath catch 

He shrugs. “See. But its cute, Ginevra.” He reaches out to squeeze my knee, but then his hand travels up, resting 

“Remi Alas got me into them.” I lie. 

“Certainly a step up from Taylor Savili. 

I scowl. “She is, quote literally, the music indu 

Julian Laughs. “Yea, Ginevra, whatever you say 

at me and cracks a sly 

My phone rings 

Tou Changing the song on any phone, so Balsum Wise by the Civil Wars is playing when I answer 

en I answer Nicus call. 

“Are your ok?” He impuites in greeting, then sinisis 

“Of course.” I say, Julian spieces my thigh. His fingers shifting ever so slightly. ie can trace my inner thigh faintly. “Why?” 

I don’t know. Why are your listening to sail songs? 

Talways listen to sad songs, Nicu At the name, pillan squeezes my thigh, and I don’t kume if it’s involuntary. 

1 hear Nico scoff on the other line. “Alight. Anyway, where one you? I was thinking we should get lunch together. I’m just leaving a meeting. The at the tattoo shop in 45 minutes,” 

“Oh, abusit that,” I say sheepishly, as Julian turns down the music to overhear our conversation. I make a point to look at him and roll my eyes. “Tim out. 

the over at yonus for slimien tough.” 

“Who are you out with?” Nico asks. 

My eyes Havel la Juhan. He’s parking the car now. In with Cassie,” I say