"C'mon pumpkin, don't keep your nose to me forever go." John said trying to tickle me.
"You're a fake João Pedro. I know you're all happy because your name came out with Antonella's name!" I exclaimed taking his hands away from me.
"It wasn't my fault, my name came out to do the work with her, and you're going to do the work with the rookie? You think I didn't see you looking at him and him eating you with his eyes, didn't you? His reaction to the knowing that he would be your work partner was clear that he already had a crush on you." he said as we walked to his car.
"Obligatorily I'm going to do the work with that Harry guy, but you know I don't like it. I can only do well in the works when I do it with you or Liv. Do you remember that work I presented with Caroline and with Belinda? It was awful." I made a dramatic face.
The teacher had done the draws and I would have to do the work with the newbie, I felt very uncomfortable with his eyes on me the whole time, I really didn't like it. The reality was that I only did well when I did work with Olivia or João, I don't know why, but they gave me confidence, I felt good and I was able to say everything without forgetting anything. But when it was with other colleagues, my work was completely unsuccessful.
"Don't be dramatic just because your work came in third place this time."
"João Pedro, I don't want to argue with you. Let's go home soon because I'm starving." I said and got in the car.
"Don't call me by my full name mom!" he scoffed. "Let's go because I have to solve some things later, Olivia's annoyance wants me to pick her and her boyfriend up at his country house." He said rolling his eyes and starting the car.
"No problem. Tell the little princess she has a friend and a lot to explain!" I said and we went the rest of the way singing like crazy.
I said in thought: it's good that I met you my friend.
After a few minutes, João dropped me off at home. I went in and my grandmother wasn't there, which was strange, she never left at that time. I started to worry, I went to my room and put my backpack away. I took a quick shower and got dressed in comfortable clothes. I heard noises downstairs and ran to see, it was certainly my grandmother who had arrived.
"Grandfather!" I screamed.
"I arrived daughter. I went to the market to buy a few things that were missing. Lucas told you to go get your bike, it's already ready." She said putting away the things she had bought.
"Oh that's great! I'll go there later." I answered and helped her put things away.
"Are you well?" she asked.
"Yes grandma, why wouldn't you be?" I gave her a pained smile.
I didn't feel really well, I was confused about Julian, he messed with my head so much I thought I was crazy to think that way about a man I just met, it was every fraction of a second, maybe a thousandths, he was on my mind, occupying my thoughts and I was begging God for him to appear again, to tell me about him. He was so enigmatic, I had many doubts about him, but none of them I questioned his character, I knew deep down, even though he told me otherwise, that he was a good man, just hurt internally.
"And you? Are you all right? Has your headache got better?" I asked trying to shift the focus from me to her.
"Yes. I'm going out this afternoon. Mister Mollina called me for a walk." She said quietly.
"Look look at Dona Florence. I hope you don't leave me for too long." I played.
"Of course not, I'm just going out to have some fun, besides, Mr. Mollina is a great friend." She said and shrugged.
"Friend, I know..." I teased her, he just pretended not to hear me. It would be great to see her happy, she was beautiful and could very well get a boyfriend since she dedicated her whole life to me, for that I would be forever grateful.
After that, my grandmother and I had lunch, she got ready and went out with Mr. Mollina, she was radiant and happy, which left me amazed too.
Lying on the couch in the living room, my phone rings. I got up and picked it up from the table "Hi?" I answered and went back to throwing myself on the couch.
"Hello." A male voice answered.
"Who is it?" I asked.
"Harry, I thought you recognized my voice, earlier today at school, I introduced myself out front." He said.
"Oh sure. I wasn't remembering, don't get me wrong, but who gave you my number?" I asked.
"Your friend, he's my neighbor, I found that out just now." Oh, but of course, it could only have been João. "I called to tell you that you can come to my house so we can start work, since you didn't even bother to talk to me today after Ms. Graça distributed the groups. I don't know if you noticed, but I need the note ." He said.
"Okay, okay, I understand. I can't go out right now. I'll do the following, I'll send you my home address and You meet me so we can go to the stationery store to buy what you need." He seemed to be from good family, so at the very least he would have a car or motorcycle, even a bicycle.
"Okay, I'll wait." He replied.
"See you then. Bye." I immediately hung up.
I would take the opportunity to go get my bike. I went upstairs to the bedroom and changed into a white and green floral dress with a thin leaf green belt. I took a small bag to put only the cell phone and money. I went downstairs in half an hour, looked out the window and there was a different car parked there, it had to be Harry, even though deep down I was hoping that Julian would maybe come see me again.
I closed the house and stopped by the car that was parked there. Harry rolled down the window and motioned for me to get in, there was no need, it was close, we could walk and then he'd come back to get the car, I wouldn't get in the car with him, I didn't even know him.
But how ironic of me, I got into Julian's car, even though I didn't know him. But that just proved to me that I wasn't crazy that I was attracted to all strange men, it was Julian, I was sure that he was the only one who made me feel so many things and awakened my confidence in him.
"The stationery shop is nearby, Harry. If you don't mind, we can walk, then you come back and get your car." I spoke.
"Of course not. Get in here and we'll go by car, I won't leave my car here."
"Do you think someone is going to steal? This neighborhood is the safest here." I said.
"Bandit insurance ok. But what about the maniac on the loose? They said he was spotted on these streets, I don't want to get attacked walking around, and neither should you." He replied with a frown.
"Nonsense. People only know how to make up conversation, like me, who live here, didn't know anything? I'm going to walk because I have to pass somewhere on the way." I spoke confidently.
"It's up to you girl. We'll meet you out front." He said and accelerated the car. What a pain in the ass to do that job with Harry.
I started walking towards the stationery store that will be just five minutes from home. As I passed in front of a lady's house, I noticed her looking at me crookedly.
"Good afternoon." I greeted her with a smile.
"Don't be getting boyfriends in your house like that!" She exclaimed making a face and I didn't understand anything.
"Boyfriends? Sorry ma'am, but I don't have a boyfriend." I replied.
"Lucky I was the only one who saw that man coming in through your bedroom window. Be careful!" My heart almost came out of my mouth. What was that woman doing up? That's why they said, in every neighborhood there's someone who never sleeps and knows more about our lives than we do.
Totally embarrassed I quickened the steps. I stopped by the workshop where my bike was and told Lucas I would pick it up shortly. When I arrived in front of the small and well decorated shop, there was Harry waiting, playing with his cell phone.
"What a long time. If I'm going to be messing around doing the job, I'll do it alone." He said and I took a deep breath to maintain the education my grandmother gave me.
"I'll buy things." I just said and entered the store.
I started to get styrofoam, paints, brushes and some other objects that would make a beautiful model. The work something was about the sights of the whole world, the teacher also raffled the themes and ours was the Eiffel Tower and Paris.
"Hello." I greeted the girl at the cashier and passed the things.
"Let me pay." Harry said when I was going to hand over the money to the woman.
"You know." I shrugged. I didn't want to care about anything he did, I was upset that he was arrogant but I wouldn't talk, I would just do my role as classmate and work partner. I took the bags and left the store.
"I can take you home, you have several bags." He said.
"No thanks. But you can take the bags home and start thinking about the project." I handed it to him. "I have to go somewhere first. See you tomorrow at school, where we'll talk about work." I said and turned my back, he didn't say anything so I walked faster to Lucas' garage
I paid the guy and got my bike, got on it and walked very slowly home. It was so freeing, I was dying to do that, to feel the wind in my face.
Arriving in front of my house, I kept the bike on the lower porch with a padlock to prevent it. I went back to lock the front gate when I felt someone tugging on my arm. I looked up quickly, startled, and it was Julian, with messy hair and a loose tie.
"Who was that kid?" he asked with a set jaw and whispery voice, trying to contain his tone. He looked angry.
"Julian! You scared me. What happened to you?" I asked confused by him showing up like that out of nowhere. I didn't know if my heart was racing more for him or for the scare.
"Don't change the subject, Eloise. Who was that boy? Your boyfriend?" He asked again in a hard voice.
"No Julian. That's my school work partner!" I explained and he let out a soundless laugh of irony, not looking convinced.
But what was my fault? I told the truth, and anyway, what did he have to do with it?
I looked around to see if there were any neighbors snooping around like the lady next door, luckily she wasn't outside, but she was definitely seeing us, I needed to calm that strange and embarrassing situation."I think we'd better go inside." She just said and I signaled for him to come in. Treading hard he entered the house.The moment I closed the door, Julian suddenly pinned me against the door behind me, leaving me within inches of my face, even if he had to duck his head a little to do so. Studying me and burning me with that piercing blue gaze, I felt slightly dizzy at the feel of his warm, pleasant breath against my face."I'm not kidding! Who was he?" He growled with a set jaw, I could only concentrate on the heat I was feeling, with my gaze locked on his lips I tried to speak."H-his name is Harry Barriere, he arrived today in our class at school, the teacher drew names for pairs to do the work together and my name fell along with his." I explained calmly. I didn't understa
After closing that door, I walked very slowly towards the stairs that led to the top floor where my room was located. I looked to the corner of the room where Julian and I had just kissed. I felt hot right away, I remembered him touching my body, the way he touched, the way he took my lips in a delicious kiss. I felt moisture gather between my legs, a cold wind came through the window and I felt a shiver as if he was breathing on me.I went up to my room and tried to forget that little moment. I laid down on my bed and stayed quiet not wanting to think about anything. Minutes later I ended up falling asleep. When I woke up later, I heard a conversation downstairs, I knew that voice well. Olivia. I got up quickly and ran down the stairs, when I got there she looked at me and opened a huge smile, we hugged as if we hadn't seen each other for a year."Look who decided to show up!" I said happy to see her."I can explain." She said in a joking tone. "How are you?" she asked."More or less
I walked all over my room without being able to sleep, I put on some series to watch but I couldn't concentrate on any, so I took them off. I took out my cell phone several times to see if I had any calls from Julian, any messages. But nothing, there was nothing. I was so attached to him in such a short time that it scared the shit out of me. Sometimes I stopped to think about what was going on and it was just too weird.My window was the one I visited the most that morning, I even spent a few minutes hugging him with the towel he dried himself with the other day, it still had his unique smell. When I realized it, I threw it into the laundry basket and looked at myself in the mirror. Furious with myself I stopped to analyze the truth. I was obsessed.When I finally managed to sleep a wink, guess who was there, dominating my dreams? Exactly him, Julian.In that dream, he was coming towards me, walking slowly like a predator about to catch its prey. His intense blue eyes were burning in
shock state. I was in shock. You know that denial inside your brain and heart, which says no, it's not what they say and you need to hear from the person's mouth that it's all a misunderstanding? I was like this. I don't know how long I stayed that way, I just know that when I realized I was lying on my bed with my grandmother and João talking in a corner of the room.I must have passed out from the wave of nervousness I felt, when I remember again I could feel immense agony, I couldn't be normal, a normal person would call the police, tell them what they knew. But I wasn't normal, I wasn't going to do that, I needed to find him again, even if I was his next victim, I didn't believe he would have the courage to hurt me. In fact, that's why he didn't stay with me when I asked. I needed to hear from his beautiful mouth that he had done it all."Daughter, you woke up!" Exclaimed my grandmother with a look of relief coming towards me. "How are you feeling?" She asked caressing my face. I
I went back to where I was, when a few seconds later Harry left. I suppose he lied to me when he said he was João's neighbor. The last time he saw me with Harry, Julian had such a meltdown that I still didn't understand what had happened. That's when I had a stupidly brilliant idea; would kiss Harry. At that moment I didn't know what I was doing, it was wrong, Harry didn't deserve it, nobody deserved to be used. But only I would know.My heart was still racing and my hands were sweating, adrenaline coursing through my veins. Since when had I become that? Desperate for a man's attention, Julian's exactly. Even willing to kiss Harry Barriere to awaken in him the rage he felt the other day. But from the moment I laid eyes on that man, those eyes, that smile, it got worse after we kissed intensely in my house. I could disregard myself as a normal person."Let's go?" Harry said smiling and only then did I notice how handsome he was too, of course he couldn't compare to Julian but his smile
The clothes I was wearing were completely wrinkled, my hair messed up as if I had just gotten out of a fight, my lips swollen and my breathing labored. Julian was no different, his nice suit and shirt were wrinkled and a few buttons undone on his pants. Her hair was also messed up and her mouth wet for me.Both paralyzed looking at each other, and I had no idea what I would say to my grandmother if she asked me what happened to me in there. Another beat had me breathing again and coming to my senses. I pushed Julian into the bathroom and closed the door. I looked at the mirror that was glued behind the door and quickly fixed my hair, covered myself with a sheet and opened the door."Hi Grandma." I said smiling nervously."Are you well?" She asked examining me with her eyes."Yes, I was watching a movie on my phone and fell asleep." I responded hurriedly and faked a sneeze. "I think I'm catching a cold.""I see, your lips are very red. I'll get you some syrup my love." She said with a
After Julian had said that, an internal conflict began within me, my subconscious, still normal, told me to go back home, ask him to take me back and never see him again, leave him together with his baggage of suffering and obscurity. for there. But on the other side, there was the part that was winning the war, my heart wanted him, that damn handsome man, my body wanted it, and my heart too. He asked me to listen to him and help him with whatever it was."We're here." Said Julian after driving for about fifty minutes."What place is this?" I asked looking around. Julian still silently got me out of the car.The place was surrounded by several trees, in the distance you could see a house, looking more like a chalet. It was perfect, all dark wood and very well maintained. In its upper part there was a small balcony in the shape of a triangle, the lower part had its glass windows with white curtains that could be seen from the outside. In front of the small house or cottage, there was a
We were there, sitting on that couch in silence for a few seconds before he started talking. At that moment I didn't know if I really wanted to know everything, if that by chance could keep us apart. But it was important to know, I needed to hear him and he needed to talk too. Julian took a long breath and began:"Have you heard of arranged marriages?" He asked me and I nodded. "That's how it all started, it was two families, the Vicenzo's and the Roman's. Listen to me carefully, now I'm going to tell you a story.""I'm listening…" I replied quietly and gave him a steady look, he had to know I was willing to listen to him."On the 19th of February 1980 in Billericay, UK, two babies were born, a boy into the Vicenzo family and a girl into the Roman family. That boy was me and the girl was Brenda Roman. Our parents in agreement years before We were born ordained a wedding for both of us. As we were totally manipulated by them, we turned eighteen and got married in a huge and unnecessary
"It turned out really good!" I exclaimed admiring our model of the Eiffel Tower assembled just the way we wanted it."It turned out much better than I imagined." Harry agreed smiling."Glad we got this done." I sighed mentally. I looked at my fingers and they were all covered in ink and colored glue."Was it torturous like that?" he asked."What?" I asked confused by being distracted."Doing the job with me. Was it that bad, being in my company?" He asked, I thought the face he made was so cute that all I did was laugh."Of course not Harry. At first you were quite grumpy, let's be honest. But now you're reasonable..." I admitted."So... Will you agree to go out with me?" I widened my eyes, totally taken back by his proposal. Harry scratched his head, and looked to the side, looking nervous."Harry…" I started to speak but he cut me off."I get it! You don't want to go out with a troubled guy like me. Let me take this model to class tomorrow, I'll take you home now." He exclaimed pick
I arrived home with heavy breathing. The day was cloudy but I felt hot because of the fast pedaling I did. What took me fifteen minutes every day, I took eleven that day. I was strangely eager to get into that house and find out more about Harry's family.I really intended to be friends with him, I didn't know much about him but he seemed emotionally unstable, I could tell by some things he said without meaning to. Perhaps he lacked the attention of his parents or his family."Is anyone home?" I asked as soon as I walked in after putting my bike away."I'm here, honey." My grandmother screamed from the kitchen. I went there and came across a gentleman, apparently the same age as grandma."Hello." I greeted."Hello everything is fine?" he asked."All yes." I replied."Daughter, this is Arthur Mollina. Arthur, this is my granddaughter Eloise." She introduced us."Pleased to meet you, miss. I want you to know that your grandmother is very important to me, right now." He said smiling at m
After the breakthrough Julian and I had, nothing but that happened. We went back to his small but perfect cabin."I think I'm going to turn on my cell phone, I need to know what's going on. If my grandmother called, if João said something... It's already dawn and I have to go back home, I have class and work I do." I spoke while Julian was in the kitchen making coffee."I think it's okay." Julian said, but I was still worried.I grabbed my cell phone off the table and turned it on. After a few minutes it only vibrated twice. It was a message from each one, Florence and João.Grandma: It's okay, I'm sorry I can't come home today. But your grandmother deserves a treat. I'm sure you'll be fine with your friends. Kiss, I love you.How could my grandmother be so wonderful? I didn't know how she existed, she was the best woman and grandmother in the whole world, she was always so dedicated to me that she deserved a lot of leisure, dating, going out and having fun, throughout my childhood I
I don't know at what point, but after making out with Julian on the couch, I fell asleep. I realized when I slowly opened my eyes and felt his big, warm body next to mine, it was one of the best sensations I've ever felt before. I lifted my head slowly and quickly felt the muscles in his chest tighten."I woke you up?" he asked hoarsely."No... You didn't sleep?" I asked sitting down on the couch."No, today you didn't sing Julian's friends song." He said and gave a slight smile."Want me to sing?" I asked smiling."If you want, yes. But I wanted to take advantage of your waking up." He said getting up too and coming to me."Oh yeah? And for what?" I asked in a teasing tone."For that." He spoke and pulled me in giving me a kiss. An intense and hot kiss."If that was it, why didn't you wake me up right away?" I answered and kissed him again with heavy breathing. I mentally thanked Julian for showing me what it was like to kiss, it was very good, with him it was very good.We stopped a
We were there, sitting on that couch in silence for a few seconds before he started talking. At that moment I didn't know if I really wanted to know everything, if that by chance could keep us apart. But it was important to know, I needed to hear him and he needed to talk too. Julian took a long breath and began:"Have you heard of arranged marriages?" He asked me and I nodded. "That's how it all started, it was two families, the Vicenzo's and the Roman's. Listen to me carefully, now I'm going to tell you a story.""I'm listening…" I replied quietly and gave him a steady look, he had to know I was willing to listen to him."On the 19th of February 1980 in Billericay, UK, two babies were born, a boy into the Vicenzo family and a girl into the Roman family. That boy was me and the girl was Brenda Roman. Our parents in agreement years before We were born ordained a wedding for both of us. As we were totally manipulated by them, we turned eighteen and got married in a huge and unnecessary
After Julian had said that, an internal conflict began within me, my subconscious, still normal, told me to go back home, ask him to take me back and never see him again, leave him together with his baggage of suffering and obscurity. for there. But on the other side, there was the part that was winning the war, my heart wanted him, that damn handsome man, my body wanted it, and my heart too. He asked me to listen to him and help him with whatever it was."We're here." Said Julian after driving for about fifty minutes."What place is this?" I asked looking around. Julian still silently got me out of the car.The place was surrounded by several trees, in the distance you could see a house, looking more like a chalet. It was perfect, all dark wood and very well maintained. In its upper part there was a small balcony in the shape of a triangle, the lower part had its glass windows with white curtains that could be seen from the outside. In front of the small house or cottage, there was a
The clothes I was wearing were completely wrinkled, my hair messed up as if I had just gotten out of a fight, my lips swollen and my breathing labored. Julian was no different, his nice suit and shirt were wrinkled and a few buttons undone on his pants. Her hair was also messed up and her mouth wet for me.Both paralyzed looking at each other, and I had no idea what I would say to my grandmother if she asked me what happened to me in there. Another beat had me breathing again and coming to my senses. I pushed Julian into the bathroom and closed the door. I looked at the mirror that was glued behind the door and quickly fixed my hair, covered myself with a sheet and opened the door."Hi Grandma." I said smiling nervously."Are you well?" She asked examining me with her eyes."Yes, I was watching a movie on my phone and fell asleep." I responded hurriedly and faked a sneeze. "I think I'm catching a cold.""I see, your lips are very red. I'll get you some syrup my love." She said with a
I went back to where I was, when a few seconds later Harry left. I suppose he lied to me when he said he was João's neighbor. The last time he saw me with Harry, Julian had such a meltdown that I still didn't understand what had happened. That's when I had a stupidly brilliant idea; would kiss Harry. At that moment I didn't know what I was doing, it was wrong, Harry didn't deserve it, nobody deserved to be used. But only I would know.My heart was still racing and my hands were sweating, adrenaline coursing through my veins. Since when had I become that? Desperate for a man's attention, Julian's exactly. Even willing to kiss Harry Barriere to awaken in him the rage he felt the other day. But from the moment I laid eyes on that man, those eyes, that smile, it got worse after we kissed intensely in my house. I could disregard myself as a normal person."Let's go?" Harry said smiling and only then did I notice how handsome he was too, of course he couldn't compare to Julian but his smile
shock state. I was in shock. You know that denial inside your brain and heart, which says no, it's not what they say and you need to hear from the person's mouth that it's all a misunderstanding? I was like this. I don't know how long I stayed that way, I just know that when I realized I was lying on my bed with my grandmother and João talking in a corner of the room.I must have passed out from the wave of nervousness I felt, when I remember again I could feel immense agony, I couldn't be normal, a normal person would call the police, tell them what they knew. But I wasn't normal, I wasn't going to do that, I needed to find him again, even if I was his next victim, I didn't believe he would have the courage to hurt me. In fact, that's why he didn't stay with me when I asked. I needed to hear from his beautiful mouth that he had done it all."Daughter, you woke up!" Exclaimed my grandmother with a look of relief coming towards me. "How are you feeling?" She asked caressing my face. I