Love Me Again

Go Ahead And Cry Little Girl

So here is the twenty eighth chapter.

Ryder above.^^^^

Anyway, I hope you like it.

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Song: Daddy Issues- The NBHD

Natalia's POV:

"Ryder where are you? We need to be there in half an hour." I said to him on the phone. I was waiting for him to pick me up to go to Abuela's house for dinner.

"I'll be there in five minutes babe." He said to me. I hung up. I checked myself in the mirror. I was wearing a little black dress with black ankle boots. I kept my makeup minimal but of course had my red lipstick on.

Five minutes later, the doorbell rang. I opened the door and Ryder stood in front of me. He was wearing a white t- shirt with a black shirt in top of it and dark wash jeans. The black shirt's sleeves were rolled up. His brown hair was styled messily. He eyed me up and down.

"Hot damn babe." He said, still checking me out. I rolled my eyes to try and cover up my smile. 'You like it when he compliments you.' Okay, maybe I did. Just a little.

"Come on. We're already late." I said to him as we sat in the car. We stayed quiet for most of the time.

"So there's nothing new that I should know?" He asked me.

"No. You did well at the party and I know you'll do well tonight." I said to him.

"But this time I'll be talking to your grandfather. Shouldn't there be some special instructions?" He asked me again.

"Just try not to talk to him too much. Answer his questions and you're good. He'll mostly talk to me." I said to him. He nodded. Let's just hope he doesn't bring up my dad in front of Ryder.

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"Ryder! Natalia! It's so good to see you two again." Abuela said as we walked into the house. She pulled both of us into a big hug. I pulled away from her. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at us. I'd never seen her this happy. Maybe this is what she always wanted.

"Abuela we met a few days ago." I said to her. She frowned at me.

"Disparates! Unos días son mucho. Cómo estás, Ryder? (Nonsense! A few days are a lot. How are you Ryder?)" She asked him.

"Umm Abuela English." I said to her.

"Estoy bien. Gracias por preguntar. (I'm fine. Thanks for asking.)" Ryder said in almost fluent Spanish. I looked at him with my mouth wide open.

"Where did you learn that?" I asked him.

"I took some extra Spanish classes to impress this girl I really like. But apparently, those are the only things I can say fluently." He said smiling down at me. I have to admit that was really sweet of him. "Pfft you're practically gushing on the inside at how cute that was."

"He's definetely a keeper." Abuela whispered in my ear.

"You two are the cutest. I just can't wait for you to get married and have beautiful little babies." She gushed excitedly. I felt the heat rise to my cheeks.

"Abuela!" I said. "It's way too early to talk about marriage and kids!" I said to her.

"You're right. It's early. I don't want any great grand children before you two get married. Every one's waiting for you." She said. She sure knew how to embarass me. We followed her.