It's Not All Roses

Chapter-08

TYLER'S P.O.V

I bet you, all of this happening right now, is pre-planned by our dads. I have to get myself a shirt, I can't be talking to dad shirtless with Anastasia besides me or else they'll be here the next second to get us married. Anastasia has to help me out of this mess, after all, she is the reason I'm sitting shirtless in here.

"Madonna!! Go cover yourself" ,tensed she says, and she tries to get up from the couch. why does she have to bring out the Italian in here? Will I have to get myself a translator now?

"Do you think I don't know that? I don't go around carrying a spare shirt with me! Find a solution to this mess", I say giving up.

The phones stop ringing but I am 110% sure they'll call back in no time. There is no way we can get a shirt. Sitting on the couch I see her running around searching every cabinet and rooms the penthouse has. She is beautiful when she doesn't have that bitch mode on. While she is busy running around the penthouse like a raving lunatic , I text Xander and Jake that I might not be able to get back home in time and that if they can help me by getting my things to Santa Clara. They'll be here by 7 o'clock, good I have an hour to get over with this mess. All of a sudden, she starts to run in my direction with a big ass smile on her face as if she figured something out.

"Hey! Ho un'idea!" She says with confidence. She looks like a child who is waiting to be rewarded. Also, I noticed that she speaks Italian every time she is too tensed or happy.
(Hey! I have an idea!)

"Amore, no Italiano.", I say rolling my eyes. She bursts into laughter. She walks towards me and starts hitting me while holding her stomach with her other hand. Who is this girl?
(Love, no italiano.)

"Don't you dare to laugh at me got it?" I add, making a serious face.

"Okay, okay! All I said is that 'I have an idea' and it is not just an idea it's a mind-boggling plan! So, as you don't have any of your clothes with you right now you can have one of my hoodies. I don't really mind. Plus, they'll fit you and, in that way, your bare, might I add ugly chest, thankfully will be hidden." she says cheerfully.

To be honest, this girl has to do nothing to annoy me, it's just naturally embedded in her. It's amusing how little things excite her so much. She gives off a positive attitude and exudes an attractive charisma. Effortlessly annoying and beautiful. I can't remember the last time I actually enjoyed talking to someone.

"Fuck off! Let me answer your oh-so-good-idea. First, they suck. Second, I will die but I will never wear your hoodies and third, my chest is not ugly. So, you better forget it." Is she serious? Never in a million years will I ever do that.

"Sei un solo egoista butthead." She rolls her eyes at me.
(You are one egoistic butthead)

"Hey, I swear if you call me a butthead ever again I..I..I'll divorce you"

"Well, do you have anything better?"

It doesn't even take me a second. I don't quite understand why I didn't say her the idea but instead, I just grabbed her by her waist into my lap. It all happened flawlessly. She laughs cherubically, I could feel the cheerfulness of her smile from behind her head. Turning her head towards me she makes herself comfortable on my lap. I thought she'd probably start screaming. This girl never fails to amuse me. Her smile, extends to her eyes and deep into her soul, how could someone be so pure?

"What do you think you are doing!", she says giggling like crazy

"This is better ya'know. This way you can hide me and they won't able to notice.", I say.

She turns again. This time bringing her face even closer to mine, close enough that one push and our lips would crash against each other. I could feel her shudder as my breath touched her. Of course, something has to go wrong. I hear a ringing sound like someone's phone was ringing. She looks away blushing. I get my damn phone and it was dad. What a timing!

Keeping her phone aside I see Anastasia get ready to answer the call. I handed her the phone so that way it would show less of me and more of her, hiding my chest. She picks the call and there comes dad with his charismatic I-am down-for-business smile. I can see the excitement in his eyes. That old man is a mastermind. I notice that it is 3 am back in London and he is still awake. this man is going to be the death of me.

"Hello, uncle Hemmings!", she greets him with a little wave.

"Hello, dear Ana! My my you look more beautiful than in the pictures!", and there he goes.

"Geez! Uncle, I am not that beautiful!", she says blushing.

"Ah modest as well as beautiful. And please call me papa." He says with a wink. I move forward placing my chin on her shoulders to join the call. "And there is my troublemaker of a son! I see you both have bonded well!"

"Dad, why did you call?", I say pretending to be bored.

"I can't even call my son?", He says making a sad face.

"No, you can't."

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed", he understood exactly why I was pissed so he starts laughing.

"It is fucking 3 am! Do this again and I am moving back to the UK, got it?"

"Oh, my boy! You don't know how happy you guys made me today. I'm glad to see you and Ana get along. Be good, I know its difficult at the beginning but things get better as the days pass."

"I see! Now go to bed pops.", I wave him goodbye and disconnect the call.

That's when I notice her staring between me and dad. Maybe she misses her dad? After all, she moved states and won't be seeing her family for a long time. She gets up and walks towards the kitchen and turns mid-way and says "You have an amazing dad, Tyler.", with a smile, saying that she walks into the kitchen and I take my phone to see that Jake and Xander are on their way. I text them the floor and room number and wait for them to show up.

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