I thought Carlo would just take me to some cheap and or crappy place like Ronald's, a bar-slash-diner on 79th Wickery Street but he surprised me by taking me somewhere pretty. He took me to Josie's, a very pretty, very popular, slightly expensive restuarant.
He acted like a total gentleman by taking out my chair for me and i smiled while pushing away a blush... but it was so damn hard.
He made a signal for the waiter to approach us and said, "Good afternoon, good sir. Myself and this beautiful lady would like some brunch." I smiled as i heard his severe Britishness come into play.
The waiter said, "We have plenty of options." Then he handed Carlo a menu and Carlo said after scanning for a while, "I and the lady shall take some red wine, preferably Carlo Rossi, grapes, french fries and hamburgers."
It all sounded pretty good.. until my mind thought about what he ordered. Fries? Awesome. Hamburgers? Yummy. Grapes? Hell no!!
"Carlo, i can't eat grapes", i murmured to him as the waiter left. "Why not?", he replied.
"Because i'm allergic to grapes!!"
"Since when?"
"Since birth!"
"Alright. Chill Kat, i'll eat all the grapes. Happy?"
"Yes.. Thank you"
I gave him a smile and he talked for a while before the waiter returned and set our food down. I kept smiling until i saw the evil things about 95% of the earths population enjoyed: grapes. I grimaced at the sight of the deep purple berries until Carlo took them from my plate and saved me.
We ate and sipped our respective drinks in silence but not the uncomfortable silence. As i saw him drink his wine again i asked him, "Why do you drink? Are you even allowed to drink, legally? How old are you anyways?"
He shot me an amused smile and said, "I'm seventeen" then he shrugged and added, "Why are you against drinking?". I faked nonchalance and answered, "I'm not, not deeply but i think some of my hesitation to drink too much is probably because my godmother died because of a drunk driver.."
"Seriously?", he prompted.
"No, jokingly", i said with biting sarcasm.
"C'mon Kitty Kat, i'm sorry i wont drink but loosen up, okay?"
"I'd like to see you try and make me!"
"You would wouldn't you", he said almost to himself then smirked and said, "I take that as a challenge."
I was about to ask what he meant by that but he signaled the waiter once more to get the check then he produced a debit card for the waiter to scan and once he did he held out a hand which i accepted and tied the blindfold back on and led me somewhere else.
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When i he took the blinfold off i was surprised to find myself at a fair. Surprised but happy. I laughed and asked, "Can i choose the first ride?" He grinned and said, "Babe, you can choose all of them"
I squealed happily and dragged him to the horror train then the tunnel of love then the carrousel and well you get the point i dragged him to every single ride and then he won he lots of stuffed toys but i saved the best ride for last: the Ferris wheel.
We sat there crowded by all my new stuffed toys when i asked, "Tell me about your girlfriend. Maddison?"
"Well she was gorgeous, kindda like you in that department", he said with a wink then turned serious, "She had brown hair and green eyes and God, she had this laugh. When she laughed she made you laugh."
"Was? What happened to her?"
"Well one night last year we had a fight because she was a bit of a flirt so i stormed out and she went to a pub to 'drown her sorrows'... Anyway she caught the eye of some guy there and they shagged the hell out of each other but when we made up she was filled with 'remorse' then she missed her period and it turns out the guy she shagged knocked her up, so we broke up"
My heart ached for him as i asked, "So where is she? What happened to her?"
He gave a cold laugh and said, "In hell for all i know". I wanted to slap him but controlled my self by simply saying, "Dont, Carlo. Don't pretend to not care because i know you do. Maddison hurt your feelings, i get that but please don't be this way. I know you think you have to uphold your rep but hiding it wont solve the problem.. It'll only make it worse"
He stayed silent and ignored me until the ride was over then he helped me with all the stuffed toys and put them at the back of his car then said, "Get in" to which i replied, "Where are you taking me?" "To your house. Where else, Katherine?" "What about my bag? It's in school" "No it's not", he said coldly, "It's at the backseat".
I got into his car and he drove me home while i looked outside the window and thought, 'So much for that awesome day'.
