Darling, would we meet again?(JulianDraxler)

Part F i v e.

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The taxi arrived fifteen or less minutes after making are way to the airport, I only had taken with me my cross-body bag with my basic needs, a sweater knowing I always got chilly In flights and my phone. Aunt Jane had been In her phone all the way talking to someone in a business conversation which I assumed by that accent she spoke her Swedish.

     I by the otherside leid my head to the window wondering if she always lived without planning things, my mother needed to plan weeks before she told Michell and I that we were going to William, her fiance's house only two hours away from home.

The city looked beautiful from my window, so peaceably. People walked and some others with Bicycles along the wide streets with coffee houses,buildings,flower shops, and restaurants in its typical wooden designs,just want I ever imagine it would be like.

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''Is everything all right?'', I asked already confortable in our seats to aunt Jane who hadn't say a word sence we left her place.

    ''You mean the call?''

I nodded. 

  ''Oh yes, of course I just needed to tell my assistant to arrange my schedule and to keep me on track during the whole week that I am going to be absent, you know..''. So a week would be the time we would be In Dusseldorf? Several questions were in my mind, what were we going to do when we got there? Or what was she referring to when she said I want you to meet somone, but I preferred it to all happen like it had, naturally and about that someone, well I'd known when she tell me so.  

''You know I was not planning on doing this", She said looking out the window.

''Really?'', I said like if I wasn't aware of it. 

''Don't play with me'', she said with a silly gesture, I smiled and shook my head.

''Darling that's what I like about you...''

I grinned and asked, ''What so?'' I said.

''You, you're a lady that does not..well you seem like if nothing really surprised you, even if you know it is something that curious you to death you are not nosey, I'm I right?''. She said giving me a kind smile. 

''W-well, I think, I think that's how I look for everyone alse, maybe my appearance make people, I don't now, think I'm a simple person. And I guess I am but not as it looks like.I'm really emotional and I get curious, I ask myself thousands of questiones'', I said giving a pause and thinking it, ''I even compare myself with popcorn of how sometimes I'm anxious to know what well happen to me or what's waiting for me..'', I chuckled looking down to my jersay, she lightly laughed and kept her atencion on me, ''like watching a football match, I get so excited like everyone alse does'', I said with a grin, ''But I think I don't seem so''

   She gave me a gently nod, ''I understand'', she said smiling and thinking what I had said, I could almost swear she was comparing her way of being. And them she spoke.

''I wonder who you got that from? I do not think it's from your mother or is it so?'' She said more confirming it them asking. 

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 ''You want to know how I now Joachim Löw?'', She said turning her face towerd my eyes, I definitely wanted to know, and so puttting my whole attencion she began to tell me. As I had assume, it would be from her young years, she started telling me how she had been a Exchange student from Seattle to Manchester's University were she became a Journalist.After five years of success she got assigned to a good story In München were her carrer became even more noticed by press companies and Associations.