Della's Story

Saturday

A/N: vote and comment please! ill try and update a lot so i wont keep you waiting, thanks

(Matthew's POV)

        It’s one thirty I’m hoping she didn’t change her plans on me, I have at least checked my phone thirty times in the last hour and a half. I sit down on a chair outside on the patio, just when I take out my phone I look up one last time before I call her and then I see her walking around lost and she looks very beautiful, her blonde hair is in a bun and her cheeks flush when she sees me staring at her I smile and get up and go talk to her.

“I’m really glad you made it, you look gorgeous!” i said while hugging her 

“Awe thanks and me too the traffic was bad ,sorry for worrying you” she said hugging me back .

“its okay”i say  and we walk inside and sit at the table and start talking.

"Della, i would like to know you better if that is okay" i say while taking her hand into mine and smiling.

she blushes and says" okay Matt but only if you do the same"

"Deal!"

"okay , well my mother died when i was 10 years old, she got into a car accident the car flipped over three times and she died instantly as a little girl i was always by myself and started painting but it was always interrupted by my father" i saw her face turn sad instantly , so i grabbed her chin and said..

"Hey its okay, your a grown up now and i bet your very talented Della" i say smiling

"I know, Matt its your turn to share something"

" um okay well my parents live in Dallas and i moved down here cause my grandma got sick so i took care of her and then she passed away a few months ago and that's when i got the idea to paint something that reminded me of her and it actually turned out nice and it got recognized by big city folks and here we are" i say while raising my hands and looking around my apartment.  

we have been talking about music , our favorite things and our dislikes. talking to this stunning girl ever! and actually making her blush and laugh, do i like Della?

(Della's POV)                                                                                                                          

                It’s about six o’clock and my feet are killing me, what a bad day to wear heels. I really have enjoyed being with Matt he has done nothing but make me laugh and blush, we have a lot in common but he probably has a girlfriend. i wouldn't doubt it he is an amazing guy , Della why do you have to be so confusing i said to myself .

Matthew has been talking to this guy for the past twenty minutes, and I’m pretty exhausted. I see him walk towards me and he looks so excited

“That man wants my paintings in his museum! How cool is that” he says excited 

“I’m so proud of you, congratulation’s” i hug him really tight , and i realize what I'm doing and let go really fast and start to blush

“But there is just one thing" his attitude changes." I have to move to new York” instantly my heart sinks I feel sad and hurt cause I really started to like him.

“Wow that’s great I’m so excited for you” i try and smile but my feelings take over my attitude. i turn away and look at these girls sitting down laughing and talking

“Della, i can see your sad but i wanted to ask you something maybe it will bring your mood up a bit , this is way off topic but I was wondering if you wanted to go on a date with me, I know it’s so sudden and everything but to be honest I see you every other day and you make me feel good about myself and I have a crush on you, i like you”

“Wow! Matt it is kind of sudden but I’m so happy and I really like your company and you can say I feel the same” I smiled at him and started blushing.

" so just text me and tell me when you aren't busy at work and ill arrange a perfect date for a perfect girl" he said smiling and holding my hand , i couldn't help but blush.

"I will, but ill be busy all this week so maybe next week,the first week of a new month is always hectic cause we have new supplies to put on display and its so much work" 

"It's fine it gives me more time to think of a perfect date" he says winking and nudging me

i bust  out laughing " your such a dork Matt

" i only act like this around you, I--"

suddenly i heard my phone *ding* i got a text message "hold that thought" i say holding my finger up and taking out my phone from my purse 

DAD: Della come home , its 10:00 I'm worried about you.

ME: okay dad, ill be home in a few minutes.

DAD: I need you home now ! no excuses bye ill be expecting you!

ME:Okay bye!

i start thinking to myself ugh! why does my dad think he can still control me I'm 18 years old i make more money than him and all he does is stay in the house and expects me to  just take care of him like a little kid! i--

"Dell? you okay?" i hear Matt say and interrupts my thoughts 

"Um , yeah my dad wants me home so ill text you when i have time okay?"

"yeah sure, ill walk you out"

we started walking towards the door and down the driveway to where my car is parked i unlock it and he opens the door for me, "thank you for a wonderful day Matt" i hug him and quickly get into my car i start it and drive away.

30 minutes i drive into the garage and enter the house , i see my dad on the couch watching tv .

"Hey dad"

"Della where were you ?" he says turning off the tv

"I take off my heels , i was at a art thing with a friend"

"who is this friend? a boy huh! what did i say about boys all the do--"

"Dad, it was a friend you need to know the difference i can make my own choices"

"Yes, you can but you still live in my house so your gonna follow what i say !"

by this time im so furious and tired so i just give him a hug and a kiss " your right I'm sorry, i love you i have a busy week so I'm gonna get some rest"

i go up stairs and take a shower and all i can here is *ding* *ding* finally i get out and i see is Matts name

Matt: goodnight beautiful, i hope i see you soon have a great day/ week at work.

Me: thank you matty:*, i had a great time with you today, goodnight sweet dreams.

i put my phone to charge and fall asleep quickly

A/N: i hope this was a good chapter, comment/ vote thanks -J