Violetta One Shots!

"Are you insane?" (Leonesca) /92/

This is based off a song. I'll reveal it at the end. HINT it's a Swift Song.

LEON POV

The cold rain pelted down on my back, as I admired her place. It was a like a cottage, connected to the main house. It had a bathroom,  small kitchen and a main room with her bed and an armchair.

I knock on her sliding door, and she pulls her curtains. As I caught a glimpse of inside I realized how cold I was. My arms were bare, because of my short sleeved shirt, so the rain wet my arms and goosebumps were clearly seen. My hair was wet, and flopped over my eyes. She probably saw a ghost, shaking because of the rain. And that's exactly how I felt.

She pulls the door slowly, and steps to the side to let me in. I walk in and she closes the door, pressing her back to it.

"Are you insane?" She asks softly, she looks up at me through her black hair. "It's raining outside. Pouring, and you were out there. You could've gotten sick," She adds, before looking at the ground.

"It's been a long six months. And I miss you. And you still care, after six months Francesca," I mumble and she fiddles with her thumbs.

She doesn't answer me, she just walks, past me. Her arm brushes against my wet arm, and I feel a tingle. She comes back with a towel and she throws it to me. I flash her a weak smile and she sits down on her bed.

"Why are you here?" Francesca whispers, never bringing her gaze to mine.

"To tell you everything I was too afraid to say, after that night," I reply taking a step closer. She flinches which makes me feel a little bit hurt.

"That night you broke my heart," Francesca points out, and I swallow a deep breath.

"That night I lost the love of my life,"

/F L A S H B A C K/

Babe 😘 : don't forget, seven at Starbucks

Me : how could I forget?

Babe 😘 : 🙄😚

Me : 😘

I switch off my phone and look at the time. Yikes, six already. I hurry to the bathroom and take a long -twenty five minute- shower. I walk out of the bathroom with a towel around my waist, and my hair dripping behind me as I walked. I put on some boxers and then towel dry my hair.

I pull on some black jeans, and a dark blue polo shirt. I grab my black leather jacket and look at the time. Six forty nine. I run downstairs, heading to the door when my dad steps in front of me.

"Where do you think you're going mister?" Dad asks in a stern tone.

"I've got a-" He cuts me off. "I really don't care. What I care about is that I've got the Ferros here, and I need to make a business proposal, and seal the deal. So I need you here." Dad says and I was about to protest when he gives me that look.

The father look. Except when they give you that hard stare, they don't even seem like your father anymore. I reluctantly nod, and let Dad pull my arm dragging me to the living room. I see Ludmila sitting on the couch, with one leg draped over the other. I sigh and wave whilst greeting everybody  there. Ludmila's face lights up when she sees me.

There wasn't anything between us, we were good friends that's all. I take a seat next to her, and we sit in silence as our father's start talking business. After we eat, our fathers start talking again. My dad had brought a few sheets of paper, with writing all over it. I guess that was the contract.