until i found you (leon vargas; violetta)

four

CHAPTER FOUR!

"I feel I talk to you a lot more now that you're in a different country," Morgan said. It was seven in the morning, in Buenos Aires. Three in the morning in California.

"You usually avoid me when I'm at home, it's like what people say, distance makes the heart grow fonder or whatever," Amelia said. She was stood in front of the bathroom mirror, doing her makeup as she FaceTimed her sister. "Am I keeping you up?"

"I have literally no plans for today, and I did just get back from Tatum's party. Her brother was asking about you," Morgan mentioned. "He's heading back to college soon, and he asked for your Instagram. Did he follow you?"

"That's who followed me? I didn't even look at the profile," Amelia admitted. "Well, I'm here for the next twelve months, maybe next summer."

"By next summer, you'll have León—"

"Shut up, Morgan," Amelia interrupted. "I am here to learn, not to get into a relationship or whatever—" she trailed off when the intercom buzzed. The security was good, they would get buzzed in and have to sign in to the apartment building with the doorman. She left the bathroom to the front door.

"It's León," León said over the speaker. Did León say he'd be here this morning? Amelia responded quickly, buzzing him in.

"León?" Morgan called over the phone. Amelia's phone was in her hand. "He already knows where your apartment is? Does mom know about this? Does dad?"

"Apparently, they get notified when a new name gets added to the approved guests list," Amelia commented. "But it's nothing serious like you guys are thinking. We just walk to the studio together," Amelia shrugged. "It's not a big deal."

"Mills, it may not seem like a big deal, but— whatever, you're saying nothing's going to happen, so nothing is going to happen, right? You're not in Buenos Aires to meet boys, you're there to learn about music and writing songs, and everything."

"I have to go, Morgan. I'll text you later," Amelia said when there was a knock on her door. She waved goodbye to the camera and ended the FaceTime call. She looked in the mirror, and pushed her hair behind her ears and went to open the door. "I didn't know you'd be coming this morning."

"I wasn't sure how well you know the area yet, and this building is on the way from my house," León stated. It wasn't— but Amelia didn't know the area well yet. She'd only been to León's house once. "Are you ready?"

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"I didn't think she'd get in that much trouble," Amelia admitted. "But I was only ten, how was I supposed to know no boys were allowed when you were spending the night?"

"You did the right thing, I don't think any fourteen year old should have any boys around," León agreed. "You were being a good sister."

"If only Morgan believed that when we were younger," Amelia said. They had walked down the stairs into the studio. Violetta had watched them talk and laugh. Amelia took a step back, "I think my first class is with Beto? Is that how you say his name?"

"Yeah— if I don't see you later, can I walk you home?" León asked.

"Jeez, you're going to make a girl expect you to walk with her everyday," Amelia joked.

"That's the plan, Millie," León smiled. "See you after classes?"

Amelia nodded, and then made her way to her class. Instruments were hanging on the walls, and set up on the floor.

"What instruments do you play?" Francesca asked Amelia who was in awe of the wall of instruments.

"Piano, guitar and violin," Amelia stated. "A friend taught me a few chords on piano when I was younger, then decided to watch endless tutorials on YouTube, the same with guitar," Amelia rambled. "Violin is the only instrument that I was classically trained in."

"How long have you played all three instruments?" Someone else questioned. Amelia turned towards the voice, Naty had asked. The first time the Spaniard had spoken to her.

"I've played violin since I was seven, my parents wanted me and my sister in music classes, and it was either piano or violin, but I was drawn to the violin. But I did end up learning piano a few years later," Amelia explained.

"That's a decade of playing the violin, were you still taking classes before you came here?" Francesca questioned.

"I was in my school's band before I graduated," Amelia said, "but I stopped taking classes a few years ago, but I do still play when I get the opportunity."

"You should play something!" Naty added.

"I'd like to hear you play," Maxi commented. Amelia remembered what Camila had said the day prior.

"It's a group consensus, you have to play now," Francesca smiled as she handed the violin to Amelia. Amelia grabbed the violin and stared at it affectionately.

Amelia shifted the violin onto her collar bone and fixed her jaw on top of the mark. She grabbed the bow from Francesca's extended hand. She played a few notes of a song, seeing if it was tuned correctly— it was. She continued to play a song that she had practiced many times over the years.

Amelia had lost herself in the music, she didn't notice the group of students standing near the doorway watching her play. It was if the violin was a part of her. When she finished, she heard clapping.

"Wow," everyone said.

"You are magnificent!" Beto announced as he rushed into the classroom. "It was like you and the violin were one person, one heartbeat. Will you teach me how to play like you? I'm kidding, no I'm not."

Amelia laughed awkwardly at the teacher, when her phone beeped.

León: I could listen to you play the violin all day.  Wow.

it's technically Wednesday, so here's the update.

I'm going to have to rewrite some of the later chapters because I just reread this and it'll be easier to rewrite parts of the chapters coming up, lmao.

and there's a reason why there's the little pianos instead of a violin, but I'm not spoiling my own book and it is so hard to not spoil it.