Playful Kiss

Chapter 7

"Got all your bags?" asked Dad

"Yep!" I smiled

"Alright, let's go!" Dad started the engine as I closed my door

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After about fifteen minutes, we finally reached our destination

"We're here, house 142, right?" I asked, checking the address

"Right! Wait here" he said getting out of the car and pressing the doorbell

Their house was really big, almost like a mansion, they also had theses really tall gates, a huge yard, and a garden full of colorful flowers

"Dang, your friend must be really rich"

"Seems like it"

"Hello! Who is this?" asked a voice

"It's (Y/F/N), an old friend of Nathan"

"Oh my! Yes! Yes! Come in please!" said the voice and suddenly the gates started opening

When we got inside, the house seemed bigger than it looked like on the outside, there were stairs on each side of the wall, and in the middle was a huge chandelier

"Hey! (Y/F/N)!" said Nathan

"Oh, Nathan!" said Dad running up to him and hugging him, and jumping

Dad said Nathan and him were really great friends, they're parents were best friends so they literally best friends since they were in diapers, they were really close to each other until high school, when my dad moved, they lost contact to each other

They were still hugging and laughing by the time I finished texting Maya

"Hey, um dad?" I cleared my throat

"Oh yeah, sorry, um, this is my wife, Camilla"

Camilla is really pretty, she looks really young, like 21 maybe

"Hi! I'm Camilla, nice to meet to! I'm 38 by the way" she said, shaking my hand

"And you must be (Y/N), you look so much better in person" Nathan said

"Pardon?" my dad and I said at the same time

"Oh! Well, I couldn't wait to see you late tonight, so I thought maybe I should stop by and see you!" she smiled

I thought for a moment and realize what she was talking about "You were the lady with the camera?" I asked

"Yes! I'm glad you recognized me!"

"Thank you for having us!"

"Actually, Camilla was the one that saw you in the news and did all the research" Nathan smiled

"Ok, let's get your luggages" he said, heading out the door

"Oh no no, we'll do it! We don't have a lot"

"No, let the boys do it" smiled Camilla "Boys! Come down! We need your muscles"

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I went outside to take the rest of the luggages when I saw my dad, struggling to carry them

"Dad I'll help you" "No, no, I'm good, just close the door for me"

I smiled and grabbed my backpack, strapped it on my back and grabbed the rest

"Need help?" asked voice, which sounded very familiar, due to the strong British accent