I'm Married to the Mafia

Chapter 2:Dear Delilah count me in

Joh.p.o.v

I waited for Delilah, in the cold with my father, I was wondering why we have to leave right now.I stared at him, a tall figure man, in a bussines suit. I forward for a car. My father sighed. I didn't want to say this out loud but I didn't have plans on marriage,yeah maybe a couple a bang with girls but not marriage. the straight hair brunnette car pulled by and she hopped out along with her brother who pulled out her luggage bag. she looked like she was tired. My father walked over to me with a smile.

"Go over and hand her this." He said with a ring.I walked over to her.

"Nice night we are having." I small talk, then dropped the ring.She bend down and picked it up.

"Is this yours?" she looked at me with very curious blue eyes. I smiled a little, I never seen a girl so curious.

"No it yours actually." I told her putting the ring on her gentally, she watched in amazment  how I put it on.

"Come on you two your plane leave in any time now." our parent foursed us on to the plane.

"I'll call mom when I get on the plane." I tell dad.he  smile the his face went to frown again. I looked over to Delilah who was hugging her sibling, and dragged her on the plane. Delilah quickly looked around then sat down,strange girl.

"Hello..." A familer voice came through the phone.

"Adam." I answer.

"John?" He began to quistion. I remeber it was 5:00 in the morning.

"Tell mom I'm coming home with a surprise." I said.

"Sure bro." he hung up. I glance over at  sleeping Delilah. I started to fall a sleep as well.

"This is you pilot speaking we have landed." He said. I woke up with Delilah on my arm.She got off and instantly called someone.

"We are here." She mutter.

"No I don't think so dad." She laughed.

"Ok call you later,love you," She hung up. Glance around.  We went to go grab our when I notice my tall slender brother,walking to us.

"Bro,great to see you." he hugged me," and who is this fine young lady?" 

"Oh my soon to be wife Delilah Gomez." I introduce my brother to her.

"oh nice to meet you." He kissed her hand. She automanicly flinch her hand  and wipe the kiss off.

"Mum, is so proud of you John my boy." He joked as we walked to the car. he started flirting with Delilah, I notice some thing on her hand a 34 with something in Italian. we came home and my mother  ran out of thehouse.

"Sweety..." She cried, I haven't seen her since last year, I was on tour," And you must be Delilah, My husband told me about you." Delilah smiling at my mum.Mum lead us to the living room.

"So,Delilah,Tell me what you want to be when you grow up." Mum asked her.Delilah thought about for a few mintues.

"I want to be a Lawyer." she answer with her eyes wide. A lawyer . she lookes like a artist.

"Ah they are very logical." Mum smile,"You know John your father is a lawyer." 

"Yup. I think it very smart,if not that a writer." Delilah smile.Mum walk to the kitchen to grabbing us coffee and tea.I looked outside seeing my car.

"Mum, I have to get home." I tell my family.I get up and dragged Delilah out the door. She was quite for a while.Then we head home. It was a small place hold me down at least when I'm in england. I looked at Delilah,in away words can't define.

"Delilah..." I said to her.She turn to me.

"I want you to feel at home here if you need anything just let me know." I tell her. She looked at me with a curouis look.

"When is the wedding." She asked.

"My dad say Friday that when he get back." I answer.She widen her big blue eyes in shock.

"That only two days from now." She worried.

"I know..." 

"And I didn't even pack a dress." She says.

"Well do you want a dress?" I asked.

"Yes every known girl on her wedding day want a dress." She stated. I started to wonder about my fans and how Delilah being my wife  will affect them.

"Let me show you inside,since by Friday it going to be your place." I lead her inside.Showing her the living and dining room, the bathroom, my study, and our bedroom.We both fell on the bed.Delilah sighed a little,probably  worried.

"What are  you worried about."  I nudge her.

"Do you think this is a good idea."

"What a good idea?" I asked

"About us being arranged married." She looked at me.

"If you want us." I mutter into her hair.

"You say you can sing?" her accent came through.

"Yes." I nodded.

"sing me some thing." she automanicly demanded.

"Sing what?" I asked.

"Um the choure of Hey,ho ." She said in a dreamy way.I heard of that song because it was a song request from a fan. My friend Mart wasplaying the guitar for the song.

"I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweetheart

I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweet." I sang as she fell a sleep. I kissed her forehead.Then I shut the lights off and close my eyes to fall a sleep.