The Perfect Night Out- Melix

What Are You Doing? - Chapter 3

| Felix's POV |

I ordered a taxi to go to Marzia's favourite Italian restaurant. I could just tell on her face, she was super excited.

The cab driver pulled up to the restaurant, which was named Italiano's, and I tipped him just because I was happy.
Marzia burst through the big, gold doors and took a huge whiff. I could see she was home.

| Marzia's POV |

We had gotten to my favourite restaurant, Italiano's. It was my slice of home away from home. It's like they just knew what Italy smells like. A hint of pizza, spices and some tea. Just my slice of heaven. I always went here when I was away from home. Since Felix and I moved to Brighton, I've just been kinda depressed. It's not like home, but it'll do.

I was kinda surprised Felix was coming here with me. Normally he's always up to something.
I guess he has something important on his mind.
I opened the door cautiously and took a big whiff. It was perfect. It smelt like my house, like down the streets if Italy. It made me kinda sad.

"Baby, what's wrong?" Felix asks, while hugging me.

"Ah- nothing. I just miss home." I say with a tear rolling down my cheek.

"It'll get better, I promise sweetheart."
He says and squeezes me harder.

We go to our favourite table. All of the staff knows me, is that bad? I order the plate of salad and he gets us champagne with some breadsticks.

"Now, what's been on your mind?" he asks.

"Nothing much, I just miss home. You know family." I say.

"Well, tonight lets try to forget that and enjoy each others company." he smirks.

"Sure." I say I reach over the small table and kiss him on the lips.

Our food arrives and Felix pours me the champagne.
"Why thank you, fine gentleman." I wink.

"Of course my lady." He winks back.

We both grab our wine glasses and do a mini toast to our lives.
But then Felix stands up.
"Wha- what are you doing?" I ask.

Then. He got down on one knee.