*jorge's pov
I feel a kind of stupid. I left her alone. But what if my dad would regonize me? I still hope that she wants to go with me to karaoke night. I would love to hear her voice. I am thinking so much about her. Last night was special. I never fellt so close to one person in years. The way how she listen at me. The way how she looks at me. The way how our hands touch. Every touch brings me closer to her heart. I have the feeling that she is the one. That I am in love with her. In love with Martina Stoessel*
Dad:My son?
Jorge:Eh yeah?
Dad:Where were you last night?
Jorge:Just in my own hotelroom
Dad:Oh. I haven't seen you
Jorge:I know. I was late
Dad:Ah. Allright then. Don't forget that we have tonight dinner together in the restaurant
Jorge:Okay okay. See ya then
*i went to my hotelroom. I open the door. And i see a little letter. I read it "where were you? Tini" what can i say? The toilet? I don't know..*
-doorbell rings-
Jorge:Hello?
Josephine:Hey
*i look at her. And raise her up in my arms*
Jorge:What's up princess?
Josephine:Mommy.
Jorge:Can't you find her?
Josephine:No. Who is your mommy?
Jorge:My mum? Eh. Well..she has brown hair. And is really nice
Josephine:And my mommy likes yours?
Jorge:Well..Yes. yes ofcource
*i look at the corridoor. And i see martina staring at us*
Jorge:Tini
Martina:Can we talk?
Jorge:Ofcource
*i place josephine on the ground. And martina walks to me. She stares for a moment in my eyes. And she enters the room*
Martina:We eh-
Jorge:Yeah
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My Summer Love (part 1)
Random(I'm re-writing this story into a new book: Blow Me Up) •• Martina, a just started artist on her way to her dreams. All she gotta do is own money to bring her album on the market. This summer she flies for the first time to Mexico City. On her way s...
