His Drama Queen novel Chapter 21

"Ethan..." I whispered softly. "What did she do to you or what did she do for you?"

"A lot."

A deafening silence followed after that. I wanted to know more about Veronika and he didn't want to tell me anything. She either hurt him so badly or he just can't get over her. It's either one of them. The way he still talks about her, I think it's more the latter one. And it scares me, because what if she comes back?

"Hey princess," Ethan waved his hand in front of my face. I was zoning out. "Don't think too much. You're mine and that's all that matters."

"I just---,"

"Do you want me to play the piano?" He asked, putting his plate on the table. He stood up and stretched his hand out at me.

What a good way to avoid this conversation.

I sighed deeply because he knew I could not say no to that. The piano was our thing. Our way of showing that everything is all right even when it isn't.

I placed my hand in his and we walked to the piano in the middle of the room. The moon shone directly on the piano and it felt so magical. Every time he played a different tune on the piano and every time I fell deeper in love with him.

I sat next to Ethan and the moment he placed his fingers on the keys, I closed my eyes and placed my head on his shoulder.

This is what I want.

Him, the piano, us.

Nicole Vargas

"Aren't you done yet?" Ethan groaned from outside of the bedroom. Should I tell him I was still in my bathrobe? Probably not.

"In five minutes," I yelled back.

"You said that for the past thirty minutes..I'm comi---," Before I could do anything he opened the door. Shit! "Oh my god, you're not serious!" He yelled out as he stood in the door opening. "You're not even dressed yet! What the hell were you doing?"

I smiled sheepishly at him. What the hell was I supposed to say? "I was in bath."

"For three hours?! What the hell!"

"Not that long." I rolled my eyes and applied lipstick on my lips. My makeup was not completely finished yet. Not that I wore a lot. "Then I straightened my hair. You see, It takes an hour and a half to straighten my hair."

"An hour and a half?! Do you have straws as hair?"

"What? No, I have thick hair. What would you know about that? Now, can you please be still so I can finish getting ready." I hate it when people around me talk when I'm applying makeup. It's distracting.

Ethan groaned once more and jumped on my bed. I groaned because it took me forever to make my bed look all neat and tidy. I looked over at him and that's when I realized he was wearing a suit. A freaking suit. With a tie. Talk about being extra.

"We're going to dinner, an informal occasion." I remarked as I watch him getting comfortable on my bed. He's kicking my pillows in all different directions. Boys will be boys.

"It's always good to be classy. A fashionista like you should know."

"There are specific clothes for formal and informal locations." I said as I was still looking at him. Now he's kicking my fluffy blanket off the bed. Oh god!

Ethan laughed. "Nicole, princess... How long will it take? I'm hungry."

I let my bathrobe fall on the ground only to reveal my black dress that was clinging on my skin. It was a black strapless dress that I bought at H&M. Simple yet elegant.

"Holy Mama," I heard Ethan say from behind me. "You look incredibly stunning. Let's not go to dinner anymore. I want to have you for dinner."

"We promised Rose that we would come...Maybe if you're a good boy you can have dessert." I turned around and Ethan's eyes turned wide as saucers.

"Are you serious Nicole...I mean princess.. Damn if you are I am going to be a good fucking boy."

I chuckled softly. "We will see. Now let's go. We are already late."

"And who's fault is that?"

I ignored Ethan and he jumped out of the bed to open the door for me. I smiled at him. "Thank you, what a gentleman."

"I dress like this for a reason, princess."

I turned around and adjusted his tie. "Very handsome."

Ethan kissed my forehead and smiled. "You make me look a thousand times better. You're so perfect, do you know that?"

"I'm not." I laughed, secretly flattered by his compliment. "I cannot do basic stuff normal women do."