Now the behavior of Alphonse and Alexandre with their assistant made sense. They didn't want that group of fans to grab them. She wasn't entirely sure how the whole thing was going, not even the television was showing anything so… disastrous, but Alphonse didn't seem to relax at all. He was still immersed in his conversation with his frown, he did not speak, but the person on the other side was making him do that gesture. The girls on the other side of the park had scattered a bit, and even though I didn't have a good view of them, I was concerned.
The car moved calmly down the road. You had to go around the park to get off the road, and that was why I got a better view of them.
Some of those girls had on a shirt with the image of Alphonse, others just hearts, it was something surprising.
I looked away from the window, something told me that it was best not to focus too much on them. Instead of that, detail the man who was driving the car, the man had the face of few friends, but his gaze was fixed on the road, he was robust and I could swear that any child would mistake him for some kind of gorilla because of the shape of his arms. He looked more like a bodyguard than a driver.
I felt a little uneasy being in that place, and the small space in the car didn't help me feel better. Turning around I could see Alphonse again and his frown. He looked a bit tired, he probably hadn't slept well the night before, but for the rest he looked just as handsome. He was the proof that you can be attractive to many people just by wearing good clothes, because from my point of view he was not the most handsome boy in the world, not while Tom Elis still exists in this world, but he was very attractive, and Anyone with three fingers of a brain could figure it out, and if you're modeling that adds a lot more to your appeal.
That must be why he has such a large group of followers.
I looked away from him feeling like a stalker, for some very silly reason, and focused on the envelope that was still in my hands. Alexandre had been very cordial at all times, and just to have spent time with him, in which I didn't even pay much attention to him, I liked him because of how little we talked. Also, she had put in a lot of effort during the photoshoot, I may not even have been the best model of all, but she still liked the photos. That pleases me.
I was about to open the envelope to find out its contents, but a huge sigh from my companion made me look away from my goal.
-. Violette… –he started to say. He looked a bit upset, but mostly sad– I'm so sorry I had to run you out… again.
-. This is becoming a habit when it comes to you - my joke seemed to have amused him a bit, and seeing his smile again, albeit a small one, was worth it - If all our encounters are going to be like this then I should be prepared to run.
-. Well, I think I have a bit of bad luck when I am with you and I end up taking you in my car.
-. Are you sure you're not some kind of stalker who wants to kidnap me?
This time he felt a little more relaxed, I liked that even more, although there was a certain hint of annoyance in him.
-. Hears! You just discovered my second job: stalker of beautiful women - after saying that we both started laughing. The atmosphere had become lighter, less awkward.
-. So I think it would be best if he escaped as soon as possible, don't you think?
-. I don't like that idea. Although we don't have the best encounters, these few have been entertaining, -he answered honestly.
-. And are you going to kidnap me again? I asked jokingly, although with a certain hint of truth since I had no idea where the driver was going.
-. Certain! He said, opening his eyes, and immediately he approached the driver a little to say something to him. It seems that he had not thought that we were on our way to some unknown place, at least for me - I had forgotten that detail, we will take you to your house.
-. Thanks
I immediately saw him take his cell phone again, although this time his face only looked thoughtful. Although my experience with him has not always been in the best of circumstances, I do not feel panic to be with him, not even when I am completely unaware of our destiny. Something in him inspires confidence in me, and I can't tell if this is good or bad.
-. Nathalie - I heard him say after a few seconds in which he made a call - I was presented with something important, please schedule the meeting for tomorrow - he waited a couple of seconds for the person on the other side to answer him - Excuse me with Mr. Rosi, and tell him I'll get in touch with him as soon as possible.
After saying this he hung up the call and turned to look at me. His gaze made me nervous, but I could tell that he was also excited to be there, although I couldn't tell if it was joy for having got rid of something important, using me as an excuse. I do not like that.
-. Did you have something important to do? I asked somewhat doubtfully, I didn't want him to move important things just to take me home.
-. It wasn't that important, don't worry. So I can take you home safely, although I doubt that it is very far from here.
- . You do n't have to worry about it. You shouldn't neglect your responsibilities by taking me home. I can very well go to the university apartment complex by myself.
He seemed a bit annoyed by my words.
-. It would be more pleasant if you took the good gestures with a smile and now, if I did not want to serve that person it is because it does not present any inconvenience to me. Stop thinking ridiculous.
That was the first thing or it said to me a little annoying.
-. I didn't know you saw it that way.
-. Just stop worrying about trifles. He said, giving me a beautiful smile. "Besides, I didn't really want to talk to that man, although it's a conversation that I won't be able to avoid forever."
He looked a little more relaxed, which means he really didn't care much about missing that meeting, even if he used me as an excuse for it.
The rest of the way seemed like an eternity, the silence between the two of us was something I didn't like, and maybe that's why the journey was longer than usual. Alphonse seemed somewhat focused on the phone sending messages while I just stared out the window after a few seconds of looking at him without saying anything. I also looked at the time the phone was dialing, 6:15 in the afternoon, Véronique should already be at home waiting for me. As soon as the driver parked in front of my apartment complex, I felt a little more relaxed.
Alphonse was the first to get out of the car, he turned it around and positioned himself at the door next to me to open it, like a true gentleman. An action that very few men usually perform today.
-. What are you doing? I asked him even though I was inside the car. This one gave me an amused look.
-. Accompany you home, -he said in the most casual way he could think of, as if he did it very often.
He held out his hand to help me get out of the car, although before doing so I made sure that I had the envelope that Alexandre handed me in my hands. I didn't want to forget it.
-. You know...? You don't need to accompany me to the lobby door.
-. I had not planned to accompany you there - I looked at him confused - I told you I would accompany you to your house ... or well, apartment. -After hearing it I stopped in my tracks.
-. You're basically just inviting yourself to my home, -I said in amazement.
-. I do not see a refusal on your part -he said continuing his walk until he reached the door of the building to wait for me to react at last.
This man blew me away. Not only does he like to get away with it, but he also does things the way he wants. I don't know what the hell I did to meet him, but it surprises me. After a few seconds in which I did nothing but look at him with my eyes open, I continued on my way to the door. As soon as it was open, Alphonse took it upon himself to keep it open for me, another chivalrous act on his part.
Suspicious, I walked with him to where the elevator was. Again there was silence between the two of us, although this was different from the previous one, since we were not in the car, it was different. Although this only made me more and more anxious, and just thinking that we will be in a smaller place upset me a bit.
The wait was endless, although I had already marked the elevator, but what made me more nervous was Alphonse's gaze.
-. Why are you looking at me so much? I finally asked, just as the elevator arrived and we both got into it.
-. I just find you very attractive, that's all.
Now I was blushing and basically trapped with him next to me. The doors had closed assuming she would be by her side. It was as if the walls were getting smaller and smaller and I was even more drawn to him. As if the only thing that really mattered is that I should get close to him. I needed him for some reason, and what made this feeling even more irritating was that Alphonse's gaze did not move away, making my desire to get closer to him grow even more.
He was a magnet.
I don't know if they were my ideas, but I felt that little by little he was also getting closer to me, reducing the centimeters that separated us. But as in any movie, this was not possible since the elevator had reached my floor and opened the doors wide.
It had completely broken the spell in which I felt trapped. Alphonse was like a magnet and my body kept going towards him. This attraction is something completely different from what I felt being with Nathaniel.
Alphonse was the first out into the hall, and then I followed. As I took out the keys and was in charge of opening the door, I could feel that he was behind the whole time, but as soon as I opened the door of the apartment, the reception was unexpected.
-. Can you tell where the hell you were? Asked an annoyed Véronique with her arms crossed.
-. Don't worry, I told you I'd be here early.
-. You know I do n't like it when you get lost like this. With how clueless you are, the time will pass and again you will call me at dawn asking for ransom.
-. You exaggerate –I cut him off in what had just happened. I saw my friend make a gesture to continue arguing with me, but she was cut short when she noticed the presence of the person behind me.
-. And who's he? She asked at last a little calmer.
From the face he had put on, he could tell that a big movie was being made in his head. With how exaggerated this tends to be, it would be to be expected, but if I did not give her a better explanation as soon as possible, she would already think that she had had a date with Alphonse and that is why it had taken me, she is even capable of thinking that we were having sex.
-. My name is Alphonse –he answered, introducing himself– I am a friend of Violette.
Those words did not make me entirely happy, but I had to settle for it. For the moment if I would have the honorific of " friend"
-. Sorry for being late, I just ran into her in the park and entertained her for a while, although I hadn't realized the time until it was too late.
His explanation was brief and without details, perfect because he didn't want to have to explain to her right now that she had been modeling with him in a photoshoot. She would call the details " spicy" but there were things she preferred to omit from time to time. Maybe later I will tell you the whole story.
-. I am Véronique, her best friend, almost sister, and roommate.
Véro was analyzing him from head to toe, of that she was sure. If there is something this woman likes to do, it is to evaluate everyone, especially if that person is someone who is with me. He loves to give his opinion on it, but will only do so after he has spent time with Alphonse.
-. Better let's go in - I told them to avoid having to continue standing in the hall.
-. Alphonse! I heard Laurent say from the living room as we got further into the apartment.
-. Hello Laurent –the greeting replied just as happily. It was more than clear that these two were not just friends, but very close.
-. I thought you would never arrive -that last comment puzzled me, so I turned directly to my companion waiting for an answer from him, and I was not the only one who was like that, because Véro saw his partner with the same face.
-. Did you know that he was here? –Vero asked the blonde.
-. Yes. Laurent wrote to me recently to take him home, and since I was bringing Violette with me I thought it would be a good idea.
Now he understood why he wanted to come here. Even I thought he was just curious to see where I live, or maybe he wanted to spend a little more time with me, but the last thing I expected was this. Although that only meant that they were communicating on the way here, and who had invited Laurent.
If the two of them were such friends, and Alphonse worked as a model, it could only mean that he had consulted him the other night when he helped me choose the models. I was about to have an anxiety attack.
-. The best thing is that I go. I have to be in Paris tomorrow, "Laurent announced.
He was about to take a few steps towards my friend until I got a little closer and stopped him with my hand.
-. Before you go ... I'd like to ask you something important - he looked at me somewhat confused, but I didn't expect an answer from him, because I immediately took him by the hand and led him to the corridor that separated the living room from the rooms.
It was not the biggest and most secret place of all, but I needed to resolve this question before the anxiety attack could take over. So I would have to settle for whispering.
-. Is everything alright pretty? He asked as soon as I let go of him, I made a sign for him to lower his voice a little and he just got a little closer to me. It was frustrating that he was taller than me.
-. Sorry to bring you here, but there was something important I wanted to ask you.
-. Tell me, "he agreed, lowering his voice.
The truth is that this gave me a lot of nerves. If my assumption turns out to be true then this would be a lot more awkward than I think, although on the other hand, if it doesn't, I can just pretend that none of this happened.
-. Do you remember when you and Véro helped me choose some designs? –He nodded– That same day you were consulting a friend… Is that friend…?
-. It is exactly him. I had no idea they knew each other until you gave me the phone number. The day he gave it to him he was a bit annoyed, but partly he was very amused that you gave it back to him.
-. Did you get upset?
-. Yes. He tends to bother with little things, and is one of the people who does not like to have gifts returned.
-. But that's stupid. I didn't even ask him.
-. But he noticed that you needed it, that's why he gave it to you. That is their way of acting.
-. So ... He and you are very good friends.
-. For many years Why do you ask?
Curiosity at the time was killing me, but I was also panicking now to go back into the room and see him again. In the park I was able to ramble on who had made my dress or where I had bought it, but now he might know it was me, and if he works within the world of fashion this could only embarrass me even more.
Nobody would like to be known for their own insecurity that, for something else, and that was the second first impression that Alphonse had of me: that I am a very insecure person about my talent.
-. Did ... does he know it was about me?
-. If you were the girl who needed help with the designs? Well no, at no time did I get to clarify it. Why?
-. Please don't tell him anything. I don't want her to know it was me. "He made a gesture of disgust at my request.
-. But Violette, it's not as bad as you think. He…
-. I know it is not very bad, but it is something that for the moment I would like to reserve. Please don't tell him. I am a little sorry for the situation and most of all for that day.
Although I had to admit that, since that night, Laurent qualifies as one of my friends. I just hope that he and Véronique can move on with their relationship without any inconvenience.
-. Okay pretty. I won't tell him anything, but I won't be held responsible if he finds out from someone else.
-. Because you said so?
-. Because not everything can be hidden in this life –he answered in more– You are talented, little one. You just need to put aside the shame and show the world how much you shine.
-. Thanks Laurent, for everything.
-. Anything for my girlfriend's best friend almost sister.
-. Girlfriend? I asked amused. It was more than clear that the two of them had started dating, and I knew it before Véro deigned to tell me.
-. That's right, today it became official.
-. I'm happy for you ... brother-in-law.
- . It sounds good - he accepted with a lopsided smile. Laurent is truly a person who has earned my appreciation, and in such a short time.
We both walked silently back to the hall, where my friend looked us both up and down. She wanted answers, but she wasn't going to demand them with Alphonse in the house. This, on the contrary, was somewhat concentrated on the cell phone.
- . I think we can go now - Laurent announces.
Alphonse immediately put his phone aside, but instead of seeing his friend he looked directly at me.
- . Yes, I think we should go now.
I couldn't take my eyes off him, even just by looking at me he could exert the same attraction as a few minutes ago in the elevator. Again I felt that attraction. As if he were the sun and I was the earth that orbits around him, it was something my body did out of inertia, because I even walked towards him, shortening our distance. It was when I was only a couple of steps away that I heard Laurent and was completely paralyzed.
- . I already have to go, but we had arranged to meet for Friday - he said, getting closer to his friend.
- . I will accompany you - my friend offered. These two held hands and walked together towards the corridor that would lead them to the elevator.
- . So I think we'll see each other some other time right? - Alphonse said, he hadn't retired yet - I liked seeing you today, and thanks again for everything.
- . It was a very good day, I liked spending the afternoon like this.
- . Me too
Little by little I was getting closer to him. Those few two steps that separated us quickly disappeared. We were facing each other, only a few inches apart, but even from where I was I could feel his breath. Suddenly I started to feel nervous.
- . Violette ... - She called me, looking up I found myself paralyzed again by her gray- colored gaze . I felt hypnotized and at the same time silly for going with the flow and not having the strength to stop - I hope we will see each other again soon ...
- . Me too - I replied in a whisper.
- . And this time I will try not to be in a very complicated situation, do you think? - He said jokingly, but the truth is that that joke was good and helped to lighten the atmosphere a bit.
I was no longer so charged with the desire to get closer, which helped me think better a bit more. As if he had realized the effect he had on me, but at the last moment he preferred to say something to prevent me from getting closer.
- . See you, Violette - he said without further ado, approaching to place a kiss on my cheek.
Alphonse terminó saliendo del apartamento dejándome sonrojada y un poco nerviosa. Estas emociones que logra sacarme me ponen nerviosa. Pero lo que más me molestó fue que me gustó, ese atractivo que me gustó mucho y no lo pude negar. Solo necesitaba saber si él también lo sabía y lo estaba usando a su favor.
Dejé escapar un gran suspiro y decidí dar la vuelta para continuar hacia mi habitación.
Esa atracción que siento por él podría ser solo física, e incluso puedo sentir que tenemos una conexión extraña, pero increíble, y tengo curiosidad por saber qué tan grande puede ser esa conexión, pero al mismo tiempo me aterroriza. No quisiera abrirme tanto a otra persona. Aunque esto no le impide querer ir más allá. Quiero saber qué tan amplia es esa conexión. Quiero ir más lejos y lo único que me detiene soy yo mismo. Pero me siento en la encrucijada de si debo hacer las cosas que quiero hacer o seguir temiendo ser lastimado. No creo que jamás tenga una relación con esa persona, pero aún así quiero sentirla.
Quiero sentirlo a mi lado, pero no como cuando estábamos en el auto, donde un silencio incómodo solo hizo que mi ansiedad creciera y ganas de salir corriendo de allí. Por otro lado, durante nuestra corta estancia en el ascensor pude percibir todo de una forma muy diferente. No fue como con Nathaniel que sentí una corriente eléctrica correr por todo mi cuerpo, alterando completamente mis sentidos. Era algo muy diferente, y me gustaba, me atraía cada vez más.
Dejo escapar un gran suspiro y digo por mi cuenta que me dirija a la habitación. El día no había sido el esperado, pero estas pequeñas sorpresas solo me hicieron cada vez más feliz. La mañana había sido algo entretenida y prometía un buen día, por supuesto lo último que hubiera pensado es que iba a conocer a la misma persona que me entretuvo desde temprano.
El mundo es un lugar muy pequeño.
Mi abuela siempre decía eso, y creo que poco a poco entiendo lo que quiere decir, aunque debido a los recientes acontecimientos que han ido sucediendo a mi alrededor creo que las chicas CLAMP fueron mucho más acertadas con la frase del Mago Clow:
Las coincidencias no existen, solo existe lo inevitable.
Lidiar con las coincidencias parece más como algo que no puedo evitar, y eso me llevó a conocer a Alphonse. No solo nuestro raro encuentro, sino también el hecho de que su amiga cercana ya era el novio de mi mejor amiga. Espero que las sorpresas que se presentarán a partir de ahora sean agradables. Me gustan las sorpresas, pero parece que las sorpresas que me llevo involucran a una sola persona.