Rose Water//DiCaprio

11

I sorta forgot to update on the day I was supposed to so here's an extra long update :)

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Leo walked away from Samantha's house very slowly. She had closed the door, and that was it.

As the chauffeur drove Leonardo to his huge home, way too big for one man, his mind went crazy. Thoughts scrambled around in his mind, and he couldn't decide what to do. He didn't want to talk to Samantha again, but he didn't want to seem strange. He was almost 50, was it normal to be so attracted to a teenager?

Leo thought of the cheesy saying, YOLO, or you only live once, and he officially made up his mind.

"Joe!" He called to the front of the limo.

"Yes, Mr.DiCaprio?" The driver answered.

"Turn around."

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Samantha was in the shower, the scent of Leo's cologne washing away with the dirt. It almost had seemed like a dream, what had just occurred. She had spent a good chunk of the day with a man she had loved since she was a little girl. Reality seemed far away as the streams of water ran up and down her soft skin.

A sudden knock on the door came as a surprise. Samantha guessed that it was Madison, and she couldn't wait to tell her every details of the rendezvous with Leonardo. She quickly wrapped herself in a pink and white polka-dotted towel, and squealed as she ran down the steps.

"Mads!" Samantha yelled, opening up the door excitedly. Her mouth fell open at the sight in front of her.

"Hi..." she said shyly.

Leo smiled widely. "Hey..." He said, just as shy. He put his arm up on Samanthas doorframe, causing her to intake a sharp breath.

"So what's up?" She questioned, tucking a strand of wet hair behind her ear.

Leo's eyes raked up and down Samantha's body, raising his eyebrows when he noticed the water dripping down her legs. Hair stuck to the sides of her cheeks, which were very red.

"Do you want to come in?" She choked.

Leo chuckled and nodded. Samantha quickly closed the door behind him.

"So..." Samantha said awkwardly, wrapping her hands around her torso, holding her towel over her body.

"Do you want to get dressed, princess?" Leo asked, biting his lip nervously. Calling her princess was a risk, and he hoped she'd like it. Samantha's heart almost stopped after she heard "Princess" but she simply nodded. She rushed up the stairs, leaving Leo on her couch, and contemplated what to wear. After five or so minutes of thinking, she decided on a pair of pink leggings with a sunny yellow shirt. The leggings showed off her figure nicely, and the shirt was perfect for the mood she was in.

She sauntered down the stairs, Leo's head snapping up immediately after he heard her footsteps. He smiled and looked Samantha up and down yet again. Samantha had picked the outfit hoping Leo would like it, and little did she know that he liked it more than she did.

"So why are you here?" Samantha blurted, mentally slapping herself after she said it.

"I can go if you want..." Leo responded, confused.

"No!" Samantha yelled. "Stay. It's fine." She said, softer this time. Leo smiled and leaned back into the couch.

"I want to get to know you, Samantha." The man said, not sure where he was going with this.

"What do you mean?"

"I remember you from the donut shop, you know." Leonardo said with a wink, laughing under his breath.

Samantha's eyes widened and she averted her eyes to the loose thread on her leggings.

"Oh." She said simply, not wanting to talk about that day.

"It was cute, how shy you were." Leo smirked, studying Samantha carefully to see what her reaction would be.

Inside, she was screaming, because not only had Leonardo DiCaprio called her princess, but he had also called her cute. She wanted to scream, run around, and jump up and down. But instead, she stayed calm. She could feel Leo's eyes on her, and she didn't want to be weird. "Thank you." She responded, feeling the shyness from the donut shop coming back.

For a while, the two talked about a little bit everything. Samantha asked Leo about Paris, and he promised her that one day he'd take her there. Leo asked Samantha about her hopes and dreams. Soon, it was late, somewhere around 12 AM.

"My driver went home..." Leo mumbled. He had actually texted the driver around 9, telling him he could go home, but Samantha didn't need to know that.

"You can...stay here? I have a sofa bed in my room." Samantha said nervously, picking at her cuticles. Leonardo DiCaprio was sleeping over.

Shit.

"Or you can sleep on the couch down here!" She quickly added, not wanting to smother him with the idea of sleeping in her room.

"Your room sounds great." Leo said with a small laugh, already walking up the stairs.

"Okay then..." she said happily. "It's the room with the pink door." She called after him before going into the bathroom. She quickly changed into a sports bra and shorts. After brushing her teeth and washing her face, she skipped into her room.

Leo choked the water he had in this mouth when Samantha walked through the door.

"Hell—ooo!" He said with a wolf whistle. Samantha chuckled heartily, pulling the bed part out of the sofa next to her own bed. Leo pulled his shirt over his head, running his fingers through his hair. Samantha's breath hitched, and she could've swore she was already dreaming.

"I hate sleeping in jeans." Leo groaned, grabbing a pillow off of Samantha's bed.

"Then don't." Samantha said quietly while crawling into bed.

Leo quickly turned around and looked at Samantha's face, her head peeking from under her covers. "What do you mean?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Take them off. Just turn off the light so I won't see you." She said simply. Samantha didn't want to seem like a hoe, but she knew her eyes would adjust to the light and she would see exactly what she wanted to.

Leo nodded and grinned. "Good night, princess." He said with a light smirk before flicking off the lights.

Samantha wanted to see Leo in only his underwear, because who wouldn't. But as soon as the lights turned off, her eyes quickly closed, and she drifted off into a deep sleep.