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Part 14



Later that week Javi invited Basty and Mikel for dinner. Julie would come as well. Javi was having dreams again. Not about Sophia this time, but about Julie. He dreamed about their wedding, about he and Julie playing with their children.. He hoped they would come true. Julie was everything for him. He sighed and pulled the wire out of the socket. The livingroom was clean now. Javi looked at his watch. He had at least half an hour before they would come. He putted a CD in the radio and began cooking. He knew how much Julie liked pizza, so he decided to make pizza. Suddenly the doorbell rang. Javi putted the knife down and walked to the door. ‘Hey handsome.’ Julie stood in front of him, dressed in a skinny jeans and a dark red blouse. She wore high heeled shoes, so she was just as tall as him now. Her eyes twinkled as always. ‘Hey babe, come inside.’ She got inside and kissed him. Javi kissed her back and closed the door. They walked into the livingroom, and Javi walked back to the kitchen. ‘What are we eating?’ ‘That’s a surprise.’ Javi said and smiled. ‘Aww.. You’re mean..’ Julie came standing behind him and laid her arms around his waist, and rested her head on his shoulder. ‘Mmm.. I think I can guess our own desert..’ She kissed his neck. Javi laughed. ‘Maybe we will do what you have on your mind amor…’ Javi finished the pizzas and placed them in the oven. ‘Oh! You’re making pizza! How sweet!’ Javi smiled and kissed her. She answered the same. Together they sat down on the couch. ‘Do you want something to drink sweety?’ ‘Yes.. Cola. Alcohol will come later tonight haha.’ Javi smiled and got up. Soon he was back with two glasses. They were chatting about the weather, work and so on when the doorbell rang, together with the bell of the oven. ‘I’ll get the pizzas. You go and welcome your guests.’ She winked and walked into the kitchen. Javi got up and went to open the door. ‘Boo!’ Mikel jumped up behind a tree. Basty slapped against his forehead. ‘This will be one heck of a night.. Mikel is hyper. I told him so not to drink so much coffee, but mister didn’t listen, like always..’ Javi smiled. ‘Nice to see you too mate. Come on in. You’re the last ones, Julie is already here.’ His friends walked inside and Javi closed the door. Julie just putted the last pizza down on the draining board. She turned around. Javi walked to her. ‘Julie, this are Basty and Mikel. Guys, this is Julie.’ She walked to them. ‘Nice to finally meet you. Javi told a lot about you.’ She smiled and shook their hands. The guys smiled. ‘Nice to meet you too Julie, Javi couldn’t stop drooling about you.’ Mikel said and hid behind Basty. ‘Hennet! Behave, ok?’ Basty said. Julie giggled. ‘Come, let’s have dinner before Mikel begins to turn into a monkey.’ Javi said. ‘Aww.. that was mean Javichu..’ Mikel pouted his lower lip. Javi sighed, Basty and Julie laughed and they sat down. ‘Are you always that crazy?’ Julie asked Mikel. This time Javi laughed. Basty turned his face away to hide his smile. ‘Ehmm.. Well.. I can be serious, if I want.’ He rubbed his hair. ‘See, that’s the point.. He never wants to be serious.’ Javi said and dug for a flying pizza slice. ‘You’ll clean that up Mikel.’ Javi said, not hiding the amusement in his voice. His eyes were sparkling. Mikel stuck his tongue out. ‘Aww, they are so cute when they act like this.. I think I’m gonna buy a big piece of wallpaper and stick you two behind it!’ Basty said sarcastic. ‘Sorry dad, we’ll behave dad..’ Julie shook her head. ‘You are incredible, serious..’ Javi and Mikel smiled proud. Basty shook his head and sipped from his beer. ‘Why don’t you tell us something about yourself?’ Mikel suggested and took his own bottle of beer. Julie swallowed her wine. ‘Sure, why not? Well, my name is Julie Lopez, and I’m 25 years old. I was born in Alcalá de Henares, there I did my full study as well. First I worked in a florist shop, but after a few years I followed a study to become a journalist. That was when I already lived in Madrid, with my deceased husband.. Just like Javi, I lost him in an accident. But that has been several years ago. Now I have Javi..’ She took his hand and looked at him. Javi smiled and caressed her hand. Mikel and Basty both smiled. ‘And you met at David’s party, right?’ Basty asked. Javi and Julie both nodded. ‘First it was just a sexual relationship/friendship.. But well, after a few months I began to.. love him. And I noticed something had changed between us.. When we were together, it wasn’t just to forget, to feel loved again.. Something changed in his kisses.. Our kisses. They were filled with love, and passion. Like.. Like we didn’t want to feel loved by someone, but loved each other..’ Javi nodded: ‘And remember that call I got? Julie was hysterical. Something had happened and it was then that I finally dared to speak those words out loud; I love you.’ He smiled. ‘Let’s hope you two become very happy together.’ Basty said. ‘You know Basty, sometimes you really sound like my dad.’ Mikel said. Basty turned his face to him. ‘I think we better get the desert. Will you help me Jules?’ Javi said and pulled her up. ‘Yes, good idea Javichu. Let’s get it.’ They went outside to the shed. Javi opened the door and they went inside. Julie smiled, closed the door a bit and kissed him. Javi kissed eagerly back. ‘Mmm.. Julie.. This isn’t mm.. A really good moment to.. to kiss.. We have guests..’ Julie smiled. ‘I know.. Let’s get the ice-cream and make them shut up with bickering for a while.’ She opened the large freezer and took the bucket of ice-cream out of it. ‘Mmm.. Watermelon, jummy..’ She closed it and they walked back inside. Basty and Mikel were just normal talking this time. Javi went to get some bowls and soon everyone was enjoying in silence.

Several hours later, Mikel and Basty left. Javi and Julie were sitting on the sofa, both with a glass of wine. The radio played softly some romantic music. They didn’t said a word, their company was enough. Javi sang softly along with the song, followed by Julie. Not much later the song was finished and he kissed her. Julie kissed him back and they putted their glasses down. That night they spent partly on Javi’s couch.


The song: Jim Brickman - The love I found in you http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-pyuDoTfSyA

I'm here again...

Boys' behaviour is pretty hilarious here.
Good job!
Maybe some more soon?

Where did all those fans go to?

Thanks Heli (: Soon more. Too lazy to plug the USB-stick in the PC

Part 15



‘Javi! I need to see you, can I come over now?’ Javi smiled and putted the magazine down. ‘Sure Jules. See you in a bit then.’ Julie said bye and hung up. Javi shook his head and turned the page. Soon Julie walked inside via the back door. She threw her bag on a chair and jumped onto the couch next to him. She kissed him and smiled. ‘I have amazing news!’ ‘Can you wait? My tea is ready. Do you want some too?’ ‘Sure.’ Javi got up and made tea for both of them. Soon he came back. ‘Tell me, why did you need to see me?’ Javi asked while he gave her the cup. ‘Sit down, it’s amazing news.’ Julie said. Her eyes were twinkling. ‘Don’t tell me that you saw a flying dog.’ Javi said. ‘A what? No! Silly!’ She giggled and Javi sipped from his tea. ‘I got promotion. Instead of interviewing artists and musical stars, I’m going to make reports about crimes, crimes like 9/11. Isn’t that great!’ She sipped from her tea. ‘I’m going to Columbia next week to write about the drug-war there.’ Javi nearly choked in his tea. ‘What?!’ He stared at her. ‘I’m going to Columbia next week.’ ‘No.’ This time Julie stared at him. ‘No? Why not?’ ‘I am not letting you go to Columbia to write about sinister things, and meet all sorts of criminals!’ Julie snorted: ‘Since when are you my dad Javi? Since when do you tell me what I should and shouldn’t do?’ ‘Since I care about you! I don’t want to bury again someone I love!’ ‘I can take pretty good care of myself Javier! I don’t need your advise! I am 25 for crying out loud!’ ‘I know that Julie! But still you are NOT going to Columbia!’ Julie sprang up from the couch, causing the tea spilling over the edge of her cup. ‘I will decide myself what I will and won’t do! For God’s sake Javi! I eint a baby!’ ‘So you say I treat you as a BABY?!’ Javi got up as well. ‘Did you hear me saying that then?!’ ‘No, but you meant that didn’t you?’ Both were yelling now. ‘I am still going to Columbia! If you like it or not!’ She crossed her arms. ‘Fine Julie! But don’t call me when you’re in trouble there! I tried to warn you!’ ‘Fine! I won’t!’ She turned around and left. Javi stared after her. The two cups were standing on the table. Did they just had a fight? He didn’t had much time to think about it. The phone rang, and at the same time a thunder storm began. He picked up the phone. ‘Yes? O hey Basty. Yes, I will be there tomorrow. No problem. Ok, I have to go now. The thunder is getting closer. Bye.’ He laid the phone down and sat down. The backdoor was still open, and a few raindrops escaped inside, like they were hiding for the rain. Quickly he shut the door and got up. He ran upstairs. The thunder was pretty close now. Javi laid down on his bed and stared out of the window. The thunder faded, and he turned the radio on. He didn’t want to go back downstairs..
‘You’re here, there’s nothing I fear,
And I know that my heart will go on
We’ll stay forever this way
You are safe in my heart
And my heart will go on and on..’



Julie was laying on her bed. Her eyes were red from crying, and a pillow was pressed against her belly. The radio just finished playing a song from Celine Dion. ‘That was Celine Dion with “My heart will go on”, requested by Carol for Tomas. I hope you liked it Tomas! And we have a new caller! Hello?’ Julie couldn’t care less who requested the new song. She turned around, and pulled her knees up. It was still raining. It seemed like the weather knew perfectly how she felt. The minute she walked angry out of the door, it began thundering and raining. Her wet clothes were laying in a corner of her bedroom, and she wore an old sweater and the pants of her pyjamas. ‘Hey Juan. I wanted to ask you to play Nobody wants to be lonely, by Ricky Martin and Christina Aguilera..’ Julie turned back and stared at the radio.


‘My girlfriend and I had a fight, and I don’t know how to make it up with her..’ Javi was sitting on his bed now, hearing his own voice through the radio. ‘Julie, this song’s for you.’ And he hung up. ‘Specially for Julie, from Javi: “Nobody wants to be lonely”.’ The song began. Javi sighed. All he could do was hoping she would listen as well.


Julie stared at the radio like it was some sort of alien. He asked to play one of her favorite songs if she felt down… Again tears rolled over her cheeks.
‘Nobody wants to be lonely
Nobody wants to cry
My body’s longing to hold you
So bad it hurts inside
Time is precious and it’s slipping away
And I’ve been waiting for you all of my life
Nobody wants to be lonely so why
Why don’t you let me love you..’
She loved him so much.. Why wouldn’t he let her go? It was her dream to write about that, to become more important.. How she missed him, already. ‘That was Christina Aguilera ft. Ricky Martin with “Nobody wants to be lonely” requested by Javi, for Julie. I hoped you liked it girl.’ Julie grabbed her mobile and sent a text message. She knew what she had to do now.


Javi was still sitting on his bed. How could he have been so stupid? She wanted to go to Columbia, he could see it in her eyes, and he just said ‘no’. ‘But.. I don’t want to lose her as well.. She’s everything to me.. Everything..’ A lonely tear rolled over his cheek. ‘And we got a text message. You can also text. For the ones who don’t know the number: Call to 0900-3696, or text to 3696. “Dear Juan, my boyfriend and I had a fight-..” Is everyone fighting these days? Tut tut tut.. “And I feel bad about it.. Could you play “Without you” by Mariah Carey? It’s his fave artist. Specially for Javi, from Julie. Kisses.” Seems that your song hit the right place Javi! Ok, here we go! “Without you” for Javi, from Julie.’ Javi stared at the radio. ‘She heard my song..’ A smile appeared on his face, and he heard the first stanza. During the first chorus his phone rang. On the back ground he heard the echo of his own radio. ‘Julie? Oh, babe I’m so sorry.. So sorry..’


She couldn’t speak, she just wanted to hear Javi’s voice. ‘I love you so much Julie, so much.. you’re my everything..’ Mariah Carey was singing on the background.
‘I can’t live
If living is without you
I can’t give
I can’t give it anymore.’
‘Please Jules, can I come to you? I need to see you..’ Julie swallowed. ‘Yes Javi, please, come here.. I need you, I love you..’ They hung up and not much later the doorbell rang. She went to open. Javi stood in front of her, wet from the rain. He opened the door further and kissed her, full on her lips. She kissed him back and Javi shut the door. ‘We must take your clothes off before you get ill.’ She unbuttoned his shirt and threw it on the floor. They walked to the stairway. Javi lifted her up ad carried her upstairs, into her bedroom. There they got rid of all the other clothes. ‘I love you so much Julie, and if you want, you can go to Columbia, even to New Zealand, if it makes you happy.’ He smiled and pulled the blanket over them.

I guess others are everywhere else but not here.

But the part was sooo cute. Naw.

I guess soo..

Thanks for reading Heli (:

Great parts Mar! I really liked part 15 ;D

Thanks for catching up some parts Hen (:

Your welcome girl. I like it to read this story

My fantasy and I thank you for the complimet =]

Tadaa!

Part 16


Javi sighed and attacked the potato lying on his plate. ‘Hey! I boiled them with love, and that gives you no right to attack it!’ Mikel said, squinted his eyes, and pointed with his fork at Javi. ‘Mikel, calm down.. Can’t you see that something’s bothering him?’ Basty said. ‘Nah.. I’m ok.. I just miss Julie..’ Javi said, and leaned his head onto his hand. Basty half-smiled. ‘Where is she?’ Javi brought a fork full food to his mouth, and paused to answer. ‘Paris..’ and he began to chew. ‘That’s not far away.. Compared to Columbia.. Why don’t you go and visit her?’ Javi shrugged his left shoulder. ‘Javi, get real. How long are you together?’ Basty answered. ‘Two years.’ Javi answered. ‘And how long are you living together?’ Basty continued. ‘One year..’ Javi said. ‘I don’t wanna play your dad Javi, but I think you should ask her to marry you.’ Mikel said. Javi spit his water out and stared at him. ‘I agree with Mikel. Javi, Sophia is gone. It’s time to begin a new family. A family with Julie. She’s a nice lady, really. Since you’re seeing her, you’re the Javi again I met; Happy.’ Basty said and looked at his friend. Javi looked from one to the other, and back. He sighed and lowered his eyes. ‘Maybe.. maybe you two are right.. I keep on dreaming about our wedding, about Julie being pregnant, about us playing with the children..’ Basty and Mikel smiled. ‘Good. Tomorrow you’ll pack your stuff, and go to Paris. You buy a ring, go with Julie to the Eiffel-tower, and ask her to marry you. Naww.. Winter in Paris; romantic.’ Mikel said. ‘Mikel Hennet, you’re the weirdest person I know, but for a weird-o you’re pretty damn clever.’ Basty said. ‘Thank you pineapple-head, I’m proud on it.’ He grinned. ‘Dork..’ Javi mumbled. ‘Aww.. But I’m your dork, and you love me. Admit it..’ Mikel said and looked at his friend, using his puppy-eyes. Javi laughed. ‘Ok, ok.. Yes, I do.’ Javi said, with a smile. Basty laughed, and they all ate their dinner.



Javi shivered. It was 7 in the morning, and cold. Mikel had driven him to the airport. All he had was a ticket to Paris, a reservation in a hotel for two nights and a suitcase. ‘Well, bon voyage mate. Say hi to Julie from us. Basty and I will pick you up here when you’re back.’ Mikel said. Javi inhaled deep, nodded, and walked into the gate where his plane would stand. Soon he would be in Paris. That thought made him smile. Not much later he was sitting inside the plane. A steward walked past him, pushing a cart with coffee and tea. Grateful Javi accepted a cup of coffee. Deep in his own world, he sipped from it. After a bit of waiting, the plane was ready to leave. Javi looked out of the window. ‘The sky was heavenly blue, and the world had a bit of white underneath him. Soon he would be with the woman he loved. The ring burned in his pocket. He laid his hand on it. A golden ring, with a tiny stone in it. ‘Gotta love tax free shops on an airport..’ He mumbled. An old man sat down next to him. He wore a black suit, and a pair of glasses stood on his nose. Javi turned around. ‘Good morning.’ The man said, and smiled. His gray eyes twinkled. ‘Morning.’ Javi said, and smiled as well. ‘Where are you going to if I may ask?’ the man asked. ‘Paris. My girlfriend is having a girl’s vacation with her friends there, and my friends practically kicked me into this plane..’ He smiled goofy, and rubbed his hair. The man laughed. ‘Why did they kicked you in here? If I were you, I’d run into this plane to visit her!’ The man said, with a slight tone of humor in his voice. ‘Yeah.. Good point.. Well, I do want to see her, I really miss her. They more kinda made me go there to propose her.’ Javi said, and played with the stir in his coffee. ‘Ah, I see.. That’s always tricky, isn’t it? I remember when I asked my wife to marry me. I was nervous as hell. She said yes, otherwise I wouldn’t be married with her for 40 years.’ He smiled. Javi nodded. ‘Yup, yup.. I’m pretty damn nervous.. And I’m not even there yet!’ the man laughed again. ‘Don’t worry, I’m sure she’ll say yes. How long do you know her?’ Javi rubbed his neck. ‘Ehmm.. About three, three and a half years now I think. We’re together for two now.’ He drank the last bit of coffee. ‘Ah, then it’s about time to ask her! You see, women don’t come flying into your arms. You must work.’ The man laid his hand on Javi’s shoulder. ‘I noticed yeah.. My wife past away years ago. It’s thanks to my girlfriend I began to pick up my old life again.’ He looked up to the man next to him. ‘I’m sorry to hear that, but it’s good that you found love again.’ The man smiled, and Javi nodded in agreement. ‘Where are you going to sir?’ The man took his own cup of coffee. ‘I’m going to Amsterdam for business. And please, call me Alejandro.’ Javi took the hand Alejandro stuck out to him. ‘Nice to meet you, I’m Javi.’ Both men smiled. During the short flight to Paris, they chatted about everything. ‘So you’re in a band?’ Javi nodded. ‘Together with two of my best friends. We represented Spain during the ESC in 2007.’ The man nodded once. ‘Impressive.. I think I’ve seen the final with my wife back then. She always wants to watch it haha. I’ll tell her that I met one of the finalists from 2007.’ Javi laughed. ‘Wait, can I have that napkin? Thanks. What’s your wife’s name?’ Javi asked while searching for a pen. ‘Mireya.’ Javi nodded, and began to write something on the napkin. ‘There. My autograph for your wife. I hope she’ll like it.’ He smiled, and gave the napkin back. ‘Thank you, I’m sure she will.’ Alejandro smiled. Soon the plane began to go down. It didn’t took long before everyone left it. ‘Good luck Javi. I’m sure she will say yes. You seem a nice man.’ Alejandro said while they shook hands again. ‘Thank you Alejandro. You too in Amsterdam.’ Both smiled, and went their own way. Javi went to pick up his suitcase. ‘Good, now get a cab to the hotel..’ he sighed, and walked out of the airport, into a Paris hidden under the snow.

Na'aaaww. :sunny: Javi's gonna propose her!
Moremoremoremoremore, por favor?

Working on it

tadaa


Part 17



After 15 minutes, Javi could hold a cab. ‘Je ne parle pas le Français..’ Javi said, and looked a bit lost. ‘No problemo. Español?’ The cabdriver smiled, and with a relieved sigh, and a slight nod Javi got in. He gave the address of the hotel. Not much later Javi was standing in the reception of a hotel. A black haired woman was waiting to help. ‘Holy crap, here we go..’ He muttered and walked towards her. ‘How can I help you sir?’ She asked in English with a strong accent. ‘I have a reservation.. Javi Álvarez.’ The lady typed some on the keyboard and looked back at him. ‘Welcome sir. Here is your key, room 304. Enjoy your stay.’ She smiled friendly and handed him the key. Javi thanked her, grabbed his suitcase and walked to the elevator. The doors slid open, and he got in. After a couple of minutes and an annoying tune, he arrived at the third floor. Quickly he unlocked the door of his hotel room, and got in. While shutting the door, he threw his suitcase on the bed. He got the ring out of his pocket and laid it on the night stand. He stripped down till his boxer short, and walked into the bathroom. ‘Shower and some sleep.. I hate flying, and jet lags.’ He took a quick shower and walked back into the bedroom. He felt a bit better now. Javi sat down on a chair, and grabbed his phone. ‘Hey Mikel. I arrived safely. No, I just had a shower.. No, Javi’s gonna sleep. I got up at 5AM Hennet, I’m tired. Yeah thanks. Say hi to Basty. Yup, see you soon.’ And they ended. He laid his clothes on a chair, closed the curtains, and crashed down on the double bed. Within seconds he was snoring like a tiger.

‘Beep beep! Beep beep!’ Javi groaned and turned around. He rubbed his eyes, and yawned. Quickly he shot a glance at the alarm clock. 16:00. His stomach was growling, and he got out of bed. ‘Time for some food down town.. I don’t think they still have the lunch buffet open here..’ He chuckled, and got dressed. He grabbed his jacket, and left the hotel room. He walked slowly down the street, looking around him. All the people seemed to be in a rush, trying to get away from the cold and the snow. Javi smiled and shook his head. Soon he arrived at a little café. He walked inside, and sat down at an empty table in the eastern corner. Soon a waiter came to take his order, and five minutes later his baguette arrived. While looking at the people rushing in and out the café. He couldn’t understand why everyone was in such a hurry. The weather was beautiful; the sky was heavenly blue, the air was pure and cold, the streets neatly white from the fresh snow. He sipped from his coffee and thought deeply about how to ask Julie. He knew where she was staying. Her hotel was down the street. A frown appeared on his face. He could leave a message at the reception for her, to meet him somewhere, later that day.. But where? A waitress woke him up from his thoughts. ‘More coffee monsieur?’ he nodded, and she poured some coffee in his cup. ‘Can I ask you something?’ He asked her and looked up. Her blue eyes looked curious, and she nodded. ‘If you were me, where would you take your girlfriend to, to propose her? I mean, everyone uses the Eiffel tower..’ He rolled his eyes. The woman laughed gentle. ‘Maybe you could take her to the graveyard sir. I know it sounds weird, maybe even macabre, but there’s a grave from the son of a landlord and his lover. The story goes that he committed suicide after the landlord found out about the relation, and hired someone to kill the woman. Just around sunset it’s beautiful there, even romantic. It’s quiet, and peaceful.’ Javi nodded: ‘Ok. If you can give a description how to get there.. I’m not from here.. Never been here before as well..’ He rubbed the nape of his neck. The woman laughed again. ‘Of course sir.’ She took a piece of paper from her note block, and wrote down how he could get there. ‘Good luck monsieur.’ She smiled, and walked away. Javi drank the last bit of his coffee and got up. He paid for his lunch, and walked out of the café, into the direction of the hotel Julie was staying. A man was sitting behind the desk. His brown hair was slowly turning gray at his temples. ‘How can I help you sir?’ Javi took his gloves of. ‘Could you deliver a message for me to one of your guests?’ ‘Of course sir. To who?’ The man took a pen and a piece of paper. ‘Julie Lopez. I don’t know in which room she’s staying..’ He took the pen and wrote a message for her on the paper. ‘Dear Julie. Meet me at Cimetière du Père Lachaise at Ile de France, around 5. I need to see you. Lots of love, Javi.’ He laid the pen down, and folded the note in half. He shove both back to the man. ‘I’ll make sure she’ll get it sir.’ The man said and got up. Javi nodded, putted his gloves back on, and walked out of the hotel. He had 40 minutes left before Julie would meet him at the cemetery. Quickly he walked into a florist shop. Daffodils were hard to get in December, but roses must be possible. He smiled and bought two red ones. ‘Mikel can be proud on me; a ring and roses..’ he smiled and shook his head. Javi walked back out of the florist shop, and began to make his way down to the cemetery.


Some photos of the cemetery. I can tell you; it's beautiful. http://www.monnuage.fr/photos/point-d-interet/12436/68348#pic