Rose Water//DiCaprio

10

"Glady!" Leo called as soon as he entered the restaurant.

"Is that my Leo?" A raspy voice called back. Soon a small women walked out with snow colored hair. Her smile was prominent as she hugged the man, holding him tight.

"How ya been?"

"Gettin' around with my new hip! What about you?"

"I'm swell," Leo said with a warm smile, turning to Samantha. "Glady, this is Samantha. Samantha, this is Gladyis."

Samantha was quickly yanked into a hug. The elderly woman was stronger than she looked. Gladyis took Sams hands into hers, smiling softly. "Hi princess, its an honor to have you...you know Leo's never brought a girl here before—"

"—Okay! That's enough!" Leo yelled out, quickly pulling Samantha away and leading her to a booth.

Samantha tried to hide her blush as Leo took her coat and hung it on a hook next to the door.

"Sorry about Glady, she's getting old." Leo mumbled, sliding into the booth.

A pretty, blonde waiter brought the two glasses of water, throwing straws on the table after sitting the cups down, not even bothering to look up. Her bad attitude radiated through the entire room.

"Are you ready to ord—" she said, quickly choking back her words at the sight of Leo.

"Give us some more time, please." Leo said politely with an award winning smile. The waitress nodded quickly, her entire face red, as she ran into the back of the restaurant.

"So, what does Gladyis being old have to do with the fact that you haven't brought a girl here?" Samantha questioned, blowing her straw paper in her companions face.

"Don't talk about it." Leo muttered while ripping up the straw paper, resulting in Samantha falling into a fit of giggles. Leo shot her warning glare, but ended up cracking into a grin himself.

"Tell me your secret."

Leonardo raised his eyebrow at Samantha's question. "What secret?"

Sam twirled her straw in between her thumb and her pointer finger. "Leo, how do you stay looking so delicately young?"

"Oh, babe, it's the rose water." He answered with a chuckle.

"Rose water doesn't—"

"—No, babe, rose water does. I use it every night and it has kept me looking flawless my whole life." Leo cut Samantha off with a wink.

"Will you ever age?" Sam laughed, her heart full.

"Hopefully not."

*

"That was absolutely lovely." Samantha sighed, leaning back into the cushioned seats of the limousine.

"It was, you're a great girl to...uh...eat with." Leo stuttered, mentally kicking himself after he said it.

"Thanks?...I think? That waitress was totally in love with you." Samantha announced, feeling a pang of jealousy for a moment...but then she thought, is the waitress in a limo with Leonardo DiCaprio right now? Nope.

"Eh, she looked like a whore." Leo spat.

"Leo!"

"Seriously, did you see how high her skirt was and how low she had her shirt unbuttoned. She probably looks at every guy like that." He shrugged.

Samantha didn't respond, because she knew he was right.

The rest of the ride wasn't very chatty as Leo's chauffeur drove them to Samantha's home. It wasn't an awkward ride, however, for the two were both thinking of different things.

Leonardo was thinking of how much he liked Samantha, and how sweet she was. He wasn't usually a softie like this, he looked at most girls as a simple fuck-and-done, but Samantha was a tad different. He liked everything about her, like the way the corners of her eyes crinkled when she laughed, and how her dimples showed when she smiled. She was a lovely girl, and Leo already adored her.

Samantha was thinking of how unreal it seemed that she had just not only eaten lunch with the one and the only Leonardo DiCaprio, but talked to him normally as well. After the day they had, the realization hit Sam that he was a real person, not just an attractive guy she had pictures of on her phone. The whole situation was bubbly in Samantha's mind, thoughts of the entire day bouncing off of every corner of her brain.

When the car pulled to a slow stop, Samantha's heart sunk.

This was it.

Leo didn't exactly look happy as well, though Sam couldn't quite figure out why.

She stepped out of the car, Leo following her close behind. He walked her to her door, not saying a single word.

When they reached the door, Samantha quickly pulled Leo into a hug, her senses tingling at his touch and scent. When she pulled away, she could slowly feel the walls of her heart crumbling, knowing she would most likely never see this beautiful man again.

"Goodbye, Leo." She whispered, taking all she had in her not to shed a tear.

Leo took Samantha's small hand in his and pressed his lips to it.

"Goodbye, Samantha."