I want only you

Chapter One

-Hurry Sofia!
-Here I am!
I'm packing things for the trip. I don't know what to pack anymore, but I'm still missing something. And yes, my perfume. I don't go anywhere without him. I close the suitcase and take the phone. I go down the stairs and Natasha and Antonija are already waiting for me there.
- We have been waiting for you for hours. I will get married sooner than you will pack on time.
This is my best friend Natasha. She is never angry, she just likes to joke. It is simply a sin not to love her.
- Let's eat Fuck. I'm starving. And we are already quite late anyway.
Ahh Antonia. When she is there, everything is smooth. Either that or not at all.
Ali is a great person once you get to know her. Not bad for a model.
-Of course. I don't plan on going anywhere without eating.
-Come on girls. The food is on the table.
My mom. The best woman in the world. How can I not mention her. Too good a woman.
- And what do you have planned when you arrive?
-I do not know. Antonia?
- Well, probably nothing. At least today. Alex, Jacob, Damjan, Damiano, Maggie and Lena are coming tomorrow.
- Great.
I can not believe. Alex will be there. First time. I've been in love with him since I was fourteen. I mean how can you not fall in love with those brown eyes. But he will be there. There will be. Hello. He will be at my performance. He will watch me. Alex.

- Sofia. Sofia. Fuck it.
-A. What is it?
-Off we go. Come on.
-A. Ah. Great, come on.
- Take care and let me know when you get there.
It's always like this who cares, even if it's my first time.
- I will, mom, don't worry.
I say goodbye to my mom and leave the house. Natasa and Antonija have already boarded the care and we go to plane. I get on the plane and we take off.

- Isn't it great that we're going with you, Sophie?
-Too good. This one I want to ask you.
I already have a question ready for Natasha. I've been wanting to ask her that for days.
-What?
- What happened with you and Damian?
She laughs. So something happened. Now she can't invent anything for me.
- And what happened with you and Alex?
Fuck it. Now I'm done.
I should have known that he would ask me that. Checkmate. She's still laughing. What can I say. Aaaah. Fuck it.
- I don't know...what... are you talking about?
- You came to screw me. I know you better than your mom.
That is the truth. Natasha knows everything about me. Even what I don't know about myself.
-Nothing.
-Lie.
-Lie.
And Antonia knows. Is it possible that I can't hide it? Fuck it. What if Alex knows that too. I'll be screwed for the rest of my life. I'm done.
- Yes, what will we do when we arrive in Paris.
I had to get off topic. I don't know what else to invent.
- You're going off the subject of Sofia.
- You didn't answer me either Natasha.
- Well... Antonija, where will we go when we arrive?
And she's digressing. So something happened. I will find out.
-I do not know. We should arrive by 4:00 p.m. Well, I think we will take a break from the road.  And later probably sleep. Is that so Sofia?
-Yes. What did you expect?
My other hobby is sleeping. My talent is that I can sleep all day.
- And Sophie, you will not sleep alone. Can we go to a cafe?
- That's not a bad idea.
-Not. I think we should rest.
What's wrong with Antonia resting?
-A table? I would like to go somewhere.
-I do not know. I do not want to go.
If she doesn't feel like it. She always goes with us and is always the one who says we are going somewhere.
- But if I change my mind, I will go with you.
- Please change your mind!
- I will see Natasha.
- Great! I'm going to sleep.
Already? Before me? Strange for Natasha.

I look out the window. Beautiful! The view is rather beautiful. Natasha has already fallen asleep.
And I can't wait to see Alex. I not saw him for two days. That's too much for me. I can't wait to hear him play the guitar. And I can't wait for tomorrow. I'm still looking out the window and suddenly I get a message. Aaaah. It's from Alex. Fuck it.
-He wrote: Hey Sophie. What are you doing.
He wrote Sophie. Ahh. That's so sweet. What am I supposed to answer.
-I write to him: Nothing. I plan to sleep. I'm sending it to him.
- He already answers: What else would you do? We're leaving tonight. I can't wait for your concert.
Oh, he wrote that he can't wait to see me. Ahh.
- I just write to him: Great!.
I look out the window and think about these messages. He will be there. He. And he can't wait to see me. He can't wait to see me.