Via's POV
Via: Dinner?
Zayn: Nah. I'm still full.
I heard his phone ringing and he answered it. The loudspeaker is on so I can hear the conversation.
:Phone Conversation:
Zayn: Hello, Harry.
Harry's calling him. I hope he'll not tell Harry where I am o else I will be moving to another place again.
Harry: Bro, are te at London?
Zayn: (glances at me)
I gave him the don't-tell-him-where-i-am-or-i'm-going-to-kill-you look.
Zayn: (continues talking to Harry on the phone) Yeah. I'm already in London. You're still at Los Angeles?
Harry: Yeah. But in the successivo three days we will be going home.
Zayn: Okay.
Harry: Any sign of Via there?
I froze from hearing my name.
Zayn: (glances at me once again)
Via: (mouths) No, please don't tell them.
Zayn: Errrmmm. No, I don't know where she is.
Harry: Okay.
I can feel the loneliness in Harry's voice but i'm really mad at him for cheating on me.
Zayn: See te soon, buddy.
Harry: right see te soon.
Zayn turns his phone off. "Thanks, Zayn," i told him while i'm heading to the cucina to cook dinner. "No problem," he replied. He went to the poolside.
Via; (loud voice since Zayn's at the poolside) What about your clothes, Zayn.
Zayn: (calls back) I already called Marchelo to buy me clothes and he'll be here in any minute.
Via: Okay.
After 30 minutes, i already finished cooking. I heard a splash of water in the poolside and I saw Zayn swimming on the pool, half- naked. I put the cooked Cibo on a bowl and riso on a medium plate. I head to the dining area and prepares for dinner. I heard Zayn's voice.
Zayn: Via?
Via: yes?
Zayn: Do te have any towel?
Via; Just wait for a second.
I went to my closet and gets my unused towel and i head to the pool. He gets out of the pool and I tried not to look at him since he's half- naked. I gave him the towel still not looking at him.
Zayn: (chuckles) Oh come on,Via.
Via: (shut up Zayn)
Zayn: (puts the towel around him)
And I look at him. Then he took a step closer to me. I want to step back but he held my waist so that I can't escape.
Via: Zayn, let go of me.
His face is now an inch away from me.
Zayn: (stares directly in my eyes) I have to tell te something.
I didn't speak then he continues.
Zayn: If I could give te one thing in my life. I would give te the ability to see yourself through my eyes only then te realize how special te are to me.
I look down breaking the eye contact. When he detto those words, I can feel the Amore and.. I don't know. When I look at him again, he leans in. When we were about to kiss...
???: Monsieur Zayn!
Zayn chuckles and turns to Marchelo...
Marchelo: i interrompu un moment agréable. {i interrupted a sweet moment}
I head to the dining area and eat my dinner. Zayn drags Marchelo to the living room and he detto something to him. I listened to their conversation but I didn't understand it. The language is not French anymore. I think it's Portuguese o I don't know.
Zayn: Ela é a única, Marchelo! {She's the one, Marchelo!}
Marchelo: Então, ela é o que você está procurando? {So she's the one you're looking for?}
In their way of talking I didn't see anger. They're happy. If only I can understand Portuguese.
Zayn: Ela não é realmente Emilia Eduque. Ela é Olivia Connelly a garota que eu amo! {She's not really Emilia Eduque. She's Olivia Connelly the girl I love!}
Wait, did he just say my name?
Marchelo: I'm sure te two are perfect for each other.
Glad Marchelo spoke English. I heard my name so he is talking about me. That time i can feel my cheek turning red.
Zayn: Thanks for the clothes Marchelo... See te soon..
Marchelo: Vous êtes les bienvenus, monsieur. {you are welcome, sir}
And Marchelo leaves my house...
Via: Dinner?
Zayn: Nah. I'm still full.
I heard his phone ringing and he answered it. The loudspeaker is on so I can hear the conversation.
:Phone Conversation:
Zayn: Hello, Harry.
Harry's calling him. I hope he'll not tell Harry where I am o else I will be moving to another place again.
Harry: Bro, are te at London?
Zayn: (glances at me)
I gave him the don't-tell-him-where-i-am-or-i'm-going-to-kill-you look.
Zayn: (continues talking to Harry on the phone) Yeah. I'm already in London. You're still at Los Angeles?
Harry: Yeah. But in the successivo three days we will be going home.
Zayn: Okay.
Harry: Any sign of Via there?
I froze from hearing my name.
Zayn: (glances at me once again)
Via: (mouths) No, please don't tell them.
Zayn: Errrmmm. No, I don't know where she is.
Harry: Okay.
I can feel the loneliness in Harry's voice but i'm really mad at him for cheating on me.
Zayn: See te soon, buddy.
Harry: right see te soon.
Zayn turns his phone off. "Thanks, Zayn," i told him while i'm heading to the cucina to cook dinner. "No problem," he replied. He went to the poolside.
Via; (loud voice since Zayn's at the poolside) What about your clothes, Zayn.
Zayn: (calls back) I already called Marchelo to buy me clothes and he'll be here in any minute.
Via: Okay.
After 30 minutes, i already finished cooking. I heard a splash of water in the poolside and I saw Zayn swimming on the pool, half- naked. I put the cooked Cibo on a bowl and riso on a medium plate. I head to the dining area and prepares for dinner. I heard Zayn's voice.
Zayn: Via?
Via: yes?
Zayn: Do te have any towel?
Via; Just wait for a second.
I went to my closet and gets my unused towel and i head to the pool. He gets out of the pool and I tried not to look at him since he's half- naked. I gave him the towel still not looking at him.
Zayn: (chuckles) Oh come on,Via.
Via: (shut up Zayn)
Zayn: (puts the towel around him)
And I look at him. Then he took a step closer to me. I want to step back but he held my waist so that I can't escape.
Via: Zayn, let go of me.
His face is now an inch away from me.
Zayn: (stares directly in my eyes) I have to tell te something.
I didn't speak then he continues.
Zayn: If I could give te one thing in my life. I would give te the ability to see yourself through my eyes only then te realize how special te are to me.
I look down breaking the eye contact. When he detto those words, I can feel the Amore and.. I don't know. When I look at him again, he leans in. When we were about to kiss...
???: Monsieur Zayn!
Zayn chuckles and turns to Marchelo...
Marchelo: i interrompu un moment agréable. {i interrupted a sweet moment}
I head to the dining area and eat my dinner. Zayn drags Marchelo to the living room and he detto something to him. I listened to their conversation but I didn't understand it. The language is not French anymore. I think it's Portuguese o I don't know.
Zayn: Ela é a única, Marchelo! {She's the one, Marchelo!}
Marchelo: Então, ela é o que você está procurando? {So she's the one you're looking for?}
In their way of talking I didn't see anger. They're happy. If only I can understand Portuguese.
Zayn: Ela não é realmente Emilia Eduque. Ela é Olivia Connelly a garota que eu amo! {She's not really Emilia Eduque. She's Olivia Connelly the girl I love!}
Wait, did he just say my name?
Marchelo: I'm sure te two are perfect for each other.
Glad Marchelo spoke English. I heard my name so he is talking about me. That time i can feel my cheek turning red.
Zayn: Thanks for the clothes Marchelo... See te soon..
Marchelo: Vous êtes les bienvenus, monsieur. {you are welcome, sir}
And Marchelo leaves my house...
I answered the door to find Niall, Liam, Zayn, and Louis. Liam and Niall linked my arms with theirs and Zayn and Louis covered my eyes. They walked me down the driveway to the curb. I heard a car door open and the boys let go of me. In front of me was a limo and Harry was inside.
"This was all Harry's idea," Louis said.
"Well I think it's cute," Harry and I detto replied in unison.
Harry smiled at me but he looked embarassed. We all got in the limo and I sat successivo to Harry. We held hands the whole ride until we reached the entrance of the concerto venue.
"I'll see te on the stage," I detto and gave Harry a quick baciare on the cheek before getting out of the car.
"This was all Harry's idea," Louis said.
"Well I think it's cute," Harry and I detto replied in unison.
Harry smiled at me but he looked embarassed. We all got in the limo and I sat successivo to Harry. We held hands the whole ride until we reached the entrance of the concerto venue.
"I'll see te on the stage," I detto and gave Harry a quick baciare on the cheek before getting out of the car.