Chapter 30: Chapter 31
GABRIELA
At this moment I regretted having told my grandmother to take out the albums so Alex could see them, because they were practically telling him everything about my life, and not exactly nice things, they were telling those stories that made you feel sorry for yourself, typical of every family I suppose.
The thing is that between me scolding them for telling those things and Alex paying attention to everything they said, there's a moment when I decided not to intervene unless I needed to defend myself, because Kevin is the one who's having the best time, he's laughing at everything they were telling. I had been looking at Alex, because I could see many things reflected in his, happiness, love... he expressed everything except mockery, which made me melt for him.
"This photo is from the first school festival in which Gabriela decided to perform. Don't ask me how they managed to avoid stepping on the teacher or something, but…" Grandma said, but I quickly pounced on those photos since I didn't want Alex to see them. "Grandma, don't show that photo to him." I asked "What's wrong with it? You look beautiful." Alex responded "I didn't look beautiful, I was eight years old."
"Beautiful, don't say you weren't, because in all the photos I've seen you seem to me to be the most beautiful person in the world. I would like to be able to see the photo." asked "Hey, and who's that guy standing there watching for your performance?" Nerea asked, which makes me focus my attention back on her. "What are you talking about?" I questioned "Look. It looks like it had to be a good dance because he's staring dumbfounded. It's a lot like how Alex always looks at you."
At that moment everyone came closer to see the photo, because honestly, I never saw that boy Nerea is referring to, but I do remember there was a boy who came practically from the back of the assembly hall and sat in front looking for us while we were doing the choreography. You can say he's the first boy who caught my attention in a way other than friendship, but now I also wanted to see that photo.
"Grandma, pass me the photo please." Grandma handed me the photo and I stayed looking at that photo. As soon as I saw the boy I felt like I knew him, and that's when I noticed those eyes I love to see. At this moment I was surprised, my eyes must have been deceiving me because it couldn't be Alex was in the same school as me when I was eight years old. "Honey, what schools did you go to?" I asked curiously "Why?" Alex questioned "I need to know." I said "At the Cameron, the Premier and the Mar. I think I was at some more, but I don't remember the names."
And there was the answer to my question. Mar school was the one I attended from six to eleven, which was when I transferred to high school and met Alex. "How old were you when you were at Mar?" I continued asking, "Well, I was about eight or nine years old? Why do you ask, precious?" I passed him the photo pointing to the boy who was in the photo, and from the look on his face he didn't understand why I'm showing him that photo, and I think much less why he was pointing the boy who's in the photo.
"Grandma, tell me you have a photo of me from that specific dance." I asked, "Obviously I have, why is there so much interest in that dance now?" Grandma was taking the photo and as soon as she stretched her arm a little to pass it to me, I grabbed it and passed it to Alex who stared at it without understanding anything, until his look changed to the one he always wears when he remembers something. "Were you at Mar school?" I just nodded and he looked up at me. In it I could see what I'm referring to and I showed the boy from before again, this time it seems he understood because his smile widened.
"Can either of you explain to us what's going on here right now? I need to understand what's happening." I passed the photo to Carolina who looked at me strangely, but then she noticed the mysterious boy the whole family was talking about and she was surprised just like Alex and I were. "I remember how happy Alex came home that day. He couldn't stop talking about a girl who danced so good and who was pretty. It was in fourth grade, I think I remember. You told me something about what happened that day Monica."
"What a day?" asked her daughter. "The day of the end-of-year festival, the only one you went to, I must say." Carolina noted "Ah, yes. Alex had gotten up from my side to approach the stage as soon as a group of girls started dancing. He was stunned looking at them." She said "It can't be."
At that the head of my family turns in the direction of Camila who had already approached Carolina to see the photo herself. She stares at it for a long time until she notices the same thing that made me recognize him. "Those green eyes can't be confused, at least Gabriela can't." My best friend pointed out, "If you explain to us what's happening so we can understand?" Nerea asked "They have known each other for a long time. The boy who's gawking at them is Alex."
"WHAT????" Everyone had been shocked by what Camila had just said. I still can't believe I had the love of my life in front of me practically my entire life. "Now I understand why from the beginning I felt like I saw your eyes at some point in my life." Alex whispered with a big smile on his face. "Are you going to tell me you had no idea who you were at that moment?"
"I didn't, I only know that the moment I saw the group of girls come up, one with chocolate brown eyes caught my attention. She looked so focused I doubt she would have seen me there." He said without taking his eyes off mine, "Well, you're wrong, because I noticed you, it was impossible not to notice you, love." I confessed with a big smile "That's true, I almost had to drag her with me because she stared at you dumbfounded."
"So, you crossed paths many times and you had no idea who you were." Nerea said, "Things have to happen in due time, dear." Carolina responded, "Yes, Mrs. Carolina, but I don't know, it's weird they didn't realize before they loved each other. I can say they fell in love at first sight." We were looking at each other without paying too much attention to what's happening next to us. I swear sometimes I don't understand how Alex looks at me with as much adoration as he is doing right now, with just one look he made me feel like the most interesting person in the world when in reality I'm no different from other people.
"Per tutto questo tempo ho avuto la ragazza con degli occhi bellissimi davanti a me e non me ne sono nemeno accorta. The ragazza con i begli occhi (All this time I had the girl with pretty eyes in front of me and I didn't even realize it. The girl with beautiful eyes beautiful .)" he murmured "Bello se sono tuoi, i miei sono i più normali che puoi vedere. (Yours are pretty, mine are the most normal you can see.)"
"Ne dubito fortemente, bellissimo. Per me i tuoi occhi sono i più belli di questo mondo, così come lo è il loro proprietario. (I highly doubt that, beautiful. For me, your eyes are the most beautiful in this world, as is the owner of them.)" he exaggerated, which makes me roll my eyes, but with a big smile on my face. "I don't think I can handle so much love so suddenly."
And of course, Camila had to get in the middle of everything. Maybe we showed our love for each other very often in front of everyone, and maybe sometimes we're so... well, I don't know how to explain it, something like we don't separate for practically anything. If I were other people, I'm sure I couldn't help but feel how they felt when they saw us, but I would also understand the couple I saw in that situation.
"Vedremo cosa succede nel momento in cui sarai come Kevin, cara zia. (We'll see what happens the moment you're like Kevin, dear aunt.)" I said "Puoi spiegarmi perché hai insistito per mettere insieme me e Kevin? (Can you explain to me why you insisted on putting me and Kevin together?)" he asked "Perché vedo le cose. (Because I see things.)" I said "Penso che la tua cecità stia peggiorando di momento in momento. (I think your blindness this getting worse by the moment.)"
"Pensi ancora che non veda un cazzo, ma in fondo sai che quello che dico è vero, un giorno te ne renderai conto. (You still think I don't see shit, but deep down you know what I'm saying is true, one day you'll realize it.)" I insisted "You wish you were right, cara nipote. (… dear niece)" he said, rolling his eyes " Vedrai, cara zia . (You'll see, dear aunt)" At that point I looked back at Alex who's looking at me with a look of not understanding anything, and with my look I told him I would tell him later, which it seems he understood.
The rest of the afternoon we spent looking at albums, well, I wished a hole would open up in the ground so I could get into it and not get out for a long time, because each photo of mine told a story, and that's not what I wanted. That wans't what bothered me the most, what bothered me want to go into that hole was they stopped at the stories that embarrassed me, and even though Alex told me it's cute, it wasn't nothing out of normalbecause at the end of the day I was a girl, That feeling wouldn't go away from me and when those stories started I would basically snuggle into Alex's chest or put my head in the crook of his neck, which automatically made Alex start caressing my back so that feeling would go away, which helped I must admit.
"Well, another day I'll show you the ones left Alex, because right now we'll have to start making dinner." Grandma said, closing the albums open. "Angela, you don't need to make it for the two of us." Alex said quickly. "Why?"
"I have a date with this lady next door." He said, pointing in my direction and giving me a kiss on the temple. "Oh well, have a good time then. I only ask you come back another day, okay?" Grandma asked, "Of course we will come back. Soon you'll have us at home, I will be eager until then to know more about that little Gabriela."
"It won't be necessary to know more about that little Gabriela, I assure you." I said, "But I want to know…" he began by giving me the face he always made when he wanted to convince me of something. "Don't put that face, because this time you won't be able to convince me with it." I assured, "Don't worry, I'll tell you."
"Yes, and there's also the story of the day we went to London with Camila to accompany her to find an apartment." Kevin said, making me turn in his direction with a menacing look. "Don't even think about saying that, Kevin." I noted, "Oh, I had forgotten about that one. That's a good story. We have to tell them that."
"So now you're allying yourself against me?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "In the face of a strong rival you have to unite to be stronger, you should know that well, dear cousin. Besides, I'll have to get revenge for what you said in the hallway, don't you think?" Kevin asked. "If you really think that's going to change my opinion, you're wrong."
"Shall we try?" He asked "Are you challenging me, Kevin?" I returned the question, raising an eyebrow. "Obviously, cousin. Are you going to regret it?" he questioned "Kevin, leave her since they have to go." Angela said. "I'm sure Alex would like to hear that story right now." He said with a big smile on his face, "I won't deny it, but I think that's enough for today, I don't want her to regret having let Angela show me the albums."
"Believe me, she already did it, but that's not on the albums. It's something Camila and I experience directly." reported Kev "Another day" my fiancé responded with a smile on his face "Als hethet iemand anders was geweest , zou ik op het aanbod zijn gevallen . Deze jogen verdient echt je liefde , neef . (If it were anyone else, he would have fallen for the offer. This man really deserves your love, little cousin.)"
"Hij verdient het duidelijk, heb je echt nog twijfels? (Obviously he deserves it, do you really still have doubts?)" I asked rolling my eyes "Nee, het maakt soms gewoon indruk op me, meer niet. Weet dat ik bilj voor je ben en erg trots om te zeggen dat je mijn neef bent. (No, it just impresses me sometimes, nothing more. Just know I'm happy for you and proud to say you're my cousin.)"
"Oh!!!! Ik ben ook trots om te zeggen dat je minj neef bent, maar zal ik meer zijn zodra je je gevoelens herkent. (Oh!! I am also proud to say you're my cousin, but I'll be more so the moment you recognize your feelings.)" I noted " Daar zullen we het over Hebben. (We'll talk about that later.)" he said, closing the topic "Wanneer je maar wilt, je weet dat ik er voor je ben. (Whenever you want, you know I'm there for you.)"
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