London Dream

Truffle Spaghetti

After 2 hours having extremely deep conversation with George , i feel mixes of emotions. First i feel so happy that he's able to talk to me about his issues and trust me about everything even though we just met today. Secondly , i feel relieve that i am able to talk to him about things too , and thirdly i am kinda sad because he basically told me that his daily routine is not as easy and beautiful as it looks and his life is not the definition of dream even though a lot of people think that being a prince , living in a palace is a dream.

I do not know why i trust him easily and why he does the same thing too , but i am happy about that.

"Hey , are you hungry ?"

Yes yes yes... i am hungry. Being a celebrity , normally you have to do diets and be skinny but i am not skinny , well i am not fat either but i certainly am not skinny. Why ? Because i enjoy foods. And yes i am hungry all the time.

"Yes, very."

He laughs. "Why didn't you tell me ?"

"Well we kinda were having a pretty deep conversation and i did not want to ruin the moment by saying i am hungry"

"Do you like truffles ?"

"Yeah , why?"

"There's a spaghetti restaurant near here that serves really amazing truffle spaghetti."

"Isn't truffle supposed to be expensive ? I don't wanna eat something expensive , we can just eat , i do not know , simple food"

"No , no , it's not expensive at all , trust me , and it's really good."

Well , not expensive for me or for you , my friend ?

"Really?" I narrowed my eyes.

"Yes yes , really. Come on!"

We walked for like 5 minutes before we finally arrived at the restaurant. We picked our tables and George ordered 2 truffle spaghetti .

"George "

"Yea?"

"You gotta take off your mask when you eat , what if people recognize you?"

"That's why i picked our table here. No windows , on the corner of the room , and not crowded."

"Oh right."

Now i feel stupid. Well i admit it , i kinda talk a lot before thinking it.

"Every time you eat inside of the palace , do people always cook for you?"

"Sometimes yes , but i learn to cook myself so sometimes i make my own food."

"So you are a good cook?"

"Well if you say so." He's smirking , it means he himself know that he is a good cook.

I smell the truffle spaghetti that is coming on our way. It's out of this world. London is freaking amazing!

"Here's your food , enjoy" the waiter put our food at the table.

We eat peacefully and wow , i cannot even describe the taste of the spaghetti because it really is very good , no , the best i have ever eaten in my whole life.

I was eating peacefully when suddenly George bursts into laughter.

"What ? Why? Is there something on my face ?"

"No , it's just , fun to watch you eat , people can imagine how good it is by watching you eat."

"Well if i can be honest , i want this pasta to be a human , more specifically a man so i can marry him here in London , and believe me , i wanna kiss him on the face every second of every day."

We burst into laughter.

"But seriously this is incredibly amazing. I am in awe right now."

"There are lots of amazing restaurants here in London"

"You need to tell me every one of them"

"I can do better , i will take you to every one of them "

"Really? No , i am sure you have lots of things to do."

"No , no really."

We finish our food and he ask for the bill. The waiter hands him the bills but i need to see if he's speaking the truth or not.

"Wait! Give me that."

"What ? No , you are not going to pay "

"Just give me that , i just wanna see something."

He hands me the bill and i see the price of the spaghetti. Wow. Okay i admit it the price is reasonable. £55 ? Okay.

"Hey i am a man of truth."

"Okay okay"

He paid the bill and we got out of the restaurant.

"Where do you wanna go next ?"

"Hmm.. i do not know . I was planning to just walk around and relax ."

"Oh sure."

We are walking to i do not know where. But i am not concerned , i feel save . With him.

"Give me your phone , Amelia."

"Why?"

"I am giving you a free tour around London for the next days coming ahead of us and i need your number to contact you."

"Oh sure" i give him my phone and he put his number.

"I never know that a city can be this beautiful. It seems like wonder. "

"I know. London is very beautiful. It can be crowded and calm and the same time."

"Yeah , it's like no matter what happen , its beauty will always be there."

We walk side to side in peace but i know that we sometimes steal glances to look at each other in different times.

"Hey , Amelia ?"

"Yes ?"

"How can you be calm even though you know that i am a prince ?"

"Well , when i was a child , my mom left my dad and took my older sister away from me and my father is sick. My mother is a lawyer , a successful one , and she apparently does not care about her ex-husband at all , the important thing is that she will not waste money for him. So from then , my father always told me this "We can be who we want to be , people can be who they want to be , but learn this lesson , no matter how important they are , how famous they are , how strong they are , how appealing they are , in the end , all you need to see is how nice they are and what they see in life , how they handle things and how they appreciate each other because in the end we all are humans . "

"He seems like a very wise man. He's still sick?"

"Yes. Lung Cancer and it apparently getting worse. He's on stadium 4. And i did not wanna leave him alone but he said that before he leave , he want to see me happy so , he said that after all of the savings and hard works , i need to go to London because he knew that it's my dream. And he promised me that he's going to stay at least until i get back home."

It breaks my heart thinking of my father back in home. I want to call him but he made me promised him that i will only call him once a week on Friday.

"I am so sorry to hear that. He's a nice father , a nice man . I have the feeling that i wanna get to know him so i can be a better man just like him."

"Sure , i am sure that you both will get along just fine , if not even better."

We arrived at Freddie's house , he asked me the address earlier.

"I am going to go in , thank you for everything , George"

"Thank you too , Amelia"

"Bye , George, be save."

"Bye, Amelia."