Returning home

Chapter 12 - A dinner

Angie's POV:

Saturday came by fast and it was time to get ready for the dinner with German. I don't know if I should be excited or not... I think I feel both excited and not...

I'm glad that I can spend time with him more because I miss having to talk to him so much but at the same time... Does Priscilla even knows about this dinner? Probably not, because she'd interrupt as she always did in the past few days.

Maybe she's jealous because German likes me... I don't know but I don't care at the moment because I also feel a bit weird about how Nicholas left a few days ago.

He acted weird...

I was thinking about this when I suddenly heard a knock on my door and when I opened it I saw Violetta standing in the doorway with a huge grin across her face.

- Vilu...? What are you grinning about? - I asked a bit hesitantly.

- You'll be having a dinner with dad tonight!

- Did he tell you that?

- Yes!

- Ah, I see... - I giggled.

- Let me help you getting ready!

- Okay, come in! - I said and she came in.

After that Vilu helped me pick the perfect dress to this and helped me with everything else.

- Why do I have a feeling that you want me and your dad to be together? - I asked her jokingly but honestly I think I've already known the answer.

- Weeeell....

- I take it as a yes... And I'm sorry but that won't happen - I said, trying to seem cheerful but I failed and she saw it because she came over to me and hugged me.

- I love you, Angie! Even Priscilla can't replace you! - she said.

- Vilu...

- I know... the last time you moved to France mostly because you felt replaced...

- Who said that to you?

- Pablo...

- Ah, I see... - I sighed deeply.

- But even if dad and her get married I still love you the most!

This brought tears in my eyes.

- Thank you, Vilu... - I muttered.

A few hours later Vilu left to meet Fran and Cami and I went to meet German but as soon as I stepped out of my apartment I saw a black car parking nearby and when I walked closer suddenly the driver jumped out as well and it was German.

- Hey! I thought I'd come over to pick you up! - he said, smiling.

God... Stop smiling like that! This makes me think I should just run over and kiss you right now but I know I can't...

- Well, thank you... - I giggled.

He then opened the car's door for me.

- Milady - he smirked.

- Thank you - I smiled as I got in.

After that he got in too and we drove to his house.

When we stepped in I smelled something really delicious.

- Hmm... - I sighed.

- Olga made us a lovely dinner - said German.

- I can smell it... And smelling it makes me hungry - I joked.

- Then come! - he said as he lead me to the dining table where everything was already in place.

- Just looks perfect!

- I know - he smiled then we both sat down and began to eat while talking about everything that we could.

After we ate our dinner we sat in the living room when German suddenly jumped up, sat down to the piano and started playing and singing.

I was just sitting there, speechless for a long moment before stepping next to him and singing along with him and we totally fell into our little world while singing.

When we finished we just looked at each other and smiled.

- Your voice's still amazing... - said German, smiling softly at me.

- Thank you... - I muttered, blushing shyly.

- I'm truly sorry... - suddenly German burst out.

- What for??

- For hurting you... for making you feel replaced... for making you feel unloved... - he said, now standing inches away from me.

- F-Forget about it... - I muttered - It's all the past...

- All in the past?

- What do you mean...?

He placed a hand on my cheek and I was melting by his touch but I tried to hide it.

- You know what I mean, don't you? About the feelings you had back then...

I froze there. So he remembers exactly how I felt back then...

- Angie... Tell me the truth... - he started again with a serious expression on his face - Do you still have feelings for me?