Chapter 7 {Wait That's Not What It Looks like}

Shakira's POV

-Shak watch out! You're gonna get us killed. Screamed Nessa terrified

-not if you tell your boyfriend to get off my ass, all he does is make fun of me and belittle me! I yelled

-Ew! no thanks, never was and never will be. He said in disgust, I looked back at Zack then at Nessa giving them a death stare  then slowly let my forehead loose, they looked traumatized, it was so entertaining

I started laughing hysterically - you guys must have seen your faces. I said almost getting out of breath from laughter, it was priceless! I shouted

-Shak not funny! You almost got me a heart attack

-it was totally worth it. I grinned

I dropped Zack home, then we drove back to our apartment, we both showered and sat on my bed both putting nail polish on

-I can't believe you did this. I said after a short silence

-you can't believe what?

-the recording studio, how did you pull it all off like that, and the audition, I just can't believe it, how you went through all that trouble for me

-well I know you went through a lot with your family back in Colombia, with your mom's drinking problems and you having to take care of her and your stepmother going against her and your father taking sides and then James making things worse and all that Jaz. As she started talking, those horrible events started illustrating into my mind and it started pounding, she noticed my tension and put her hand on my thigh

- I'm sorry I didn't mean to remind you, I just want you to know that we're going to go through this together. She comforted

-yeah it's fine, I just have a headache. I lied but mostly to erase those events from my head for a slight while, I knew they would follow me wherever I go, I just needed a small break, this way I could face them with my full mental ability

-shak, I know you, you don't have to hide your feelings from me, you can fool anyone pretending to be okay but not me

-I'm not okay. I said closing the nail polish after finishing the second hand and blowing on it to dry, but I will be: I got you, Zack, although he can be a pain in the ass sometimes but he's honest and has a big heart, we have this new chance of a new improvised life and our careers, believe me, we will be busier than you think, but we'll be in it together and it will compromise for whatever bad experience we had growing up

-Wow I was going to comfort you, I found myself comforted instead. She giggled, anyways as I was saying, since we've been planning on moving here for weeks, I figured I would do something nice for you. She paused like she was remembering something, remember when I was new in your high school, I had no friends, I was barely familiar with Spanish and I was so clumsy all I did was knock things down and cause problems.

I chuckled remembering those innocent moments, that's why I think she and Zack make an adorable couple, they have something in common that is so goofy and innocent

-yeah I remember, you were full of energy and so cheerful, you never found time for negativity and always looked to the bright side, that's why most of our classmates hated you

-is that why! She exclaimed, I thought it was because I offended your culture or something

I started laughing so hard - you offended no one's culture, I guess they couldn't get over the fact that even though you were new, you were vibrant, full of life, always knowing what to say and what you wanted in life and smoothly got along with everyone

She chuckled - I think we had that in common, that's how we became besties, I remember. She paused for a second, you were this, popular, vibrant, natural, know it all and very effortlessly stylish girl and surprisingly humble, I never thought I'd have a single chance becoming your friend, but you took the time to know me, I remember you had a project to present that day and you nailed it, you had this confidence in yourself and this natural posture giving up a mysterious intriguing vibe and this fluent language like a spoken social person that impressed everyone, people started cheering, then we had small talk, I congratulated you and said you did a great job and asked how you could pull it off this easily

- and I replied that my father was a businessman and I presented him every now and then and that's how I got over stage fright. I interrupted as memories kept flooding back to me, wow we're going down that memory lane

-then you asked for my number, I was thrilled and started rambling random stuff

-yeah and I loved your spirit and innocence. I replied smiling as I put the nail polish on my nightstand and lied back on my bed with arms and legs up so it would dry and I wouldn't suddenly ruin it, I was still in my towel

-so as I was saying, I wanted to repay you, I wouldn't have survived high school if it wasn't thanks to you

-Come on let's not exaggerate now! I Called out

-No I'm serious, I was very sensitive and going into the acting dilemma, and being exposed and not knowing who's fake and who's real and who to trust, I knew I could always come to you and not worry at all, you taught me loyalty, patience, and mental strength

-yeah well its all your doing, I just had to push you and bring out the best in you that I knew was there all along

-you believed in me, that's not nothing and you did way more than that

-well it was very sincere and I did it from the bottom of my heart, you're like a sister to me. I said softly, I did care a lot about her, she stood by my side in my darkest moments, and she was someone I would be proud to calling my best friend

-besides I think you've gone overboard with that music recording studio, I can't believe you even put your father into this, I don't know how to face him after this, you must have cost him a fortune

-come on he adores you, sometimes I come to believe even more than I. She chuckled

-but still..

-Shakira it was totally worth it, all I had to do was explain to him how that project would compromise our careers and how you always have been very loyal and encouraging to me, it took me some convincing because you know how overprotective he gets, but he trusted me and trusted you so he ended up accepting. She explained we can keep talking about this all night long or we get ready for our big night. She grinned

I sat up straight and crossed my legs

-don't go all wild Nessa calm down!

-Come on I'm not letting you leave the house with that attitude, we're going to turn heads tonight, everybody is going to be talking about us, trust me. She said enthusiastically running to my closet

-here we go again. I sighted

-wow you're closet is like and H&M store, her voice reasoned in the closet

I sat on my dressing table, took the towel off my head, put some product on my hair, and started brushing it, it got silent all of a sudden after I finished brushing it I yelled out - are you alive in there?

- I think I got just the outfit for you. She startled me...

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Here we were on his doorstep, I had this gut feeling that something was going to go wrong, but I didn't want to spoil Nessa and zacks night

-Shak are you okay? She asked

-yeah I'm fine. I lied and rang his doorbell

It didn't take them long, we were welcomed by a blond guy who looked oddly familiar, but had no idea where I've seen him before, he checked me out from top to bottom then noticed my friends behind me, he was creepily fixated at us, I thought maybe he  might have recognized me or Nessa

-Hi. I saluted

He leaned in and kissed my hand - hi sugar how may I help you? He replied standing straight

(is he flirting with me?) - yeah I was invited here by Gerard, we met this morning actually, I hope he wouldn't mind me bringing a couple of friends.

His flirtatious tone disappeared and he seemed lost in his thoughts, so I guessed he's told him about me, but he seemed so much of a playboy and semi-attractive, is this the kind of guys he's friends with, I was going all over my head

-oh no of course not the more the merrier. He reassured me, he let us in and kissed Vanessa's and shook zacks hands

-thank you for your heartwarming welcome mister... I alluded for him to say his name

-please ma lady call me Ramos. He said leaning down

-Sergio Ramos as in the football player Sergio Ramos. I yelled in a surprised tone

-flesh and blood. He replied proudly

(does it mean that Gerard was also a football player? Maybe that's why he seemed familiar too, oy this is going to be a long night)

-might I know your name, gorgeous lady?

-oh right sorry, I'm Shakira and this is my friend Vanessa and her boyfriend, Zack.

His eyes glowed and his facial expression changed like he had seen a ghost or something, then excused himself saying he went to get Gerard, I was noticed by some fans who wanted pictures with me and so did Vanessa and Zack, so I didn't pay attention to where Ramos went, few minutes went by, that's when I heard Gerard's voice yelling from afar, I looked over and there he was, he was popping in a bright blue blouse with one button off that complemented his glowy blue eyes with some muscular chest exposed (I know scandalous right!), some black pants ever so slightly tight  that complimented his muscular long legs and some classic dark blue shoes

-there he is. I shouted then waved at him to join

I noticed he was talking to Ramos, so they were close (I don't like where this is going, what if he is like him, what if.. Inhale exhale, I'm not going to go over my head I'm just gonna have fun tonight)

He approached me when all of a sudden someone pulled him from behind, I glanced over, and you've guessed it, it was a girl

So, it's true! all of these negative thoughts were invading my head and I started having second thoughts about being there, I felt humiliated...

-hey Nessa. I called out she was taking a photograph with a girl

-yeah are you okay? You look pale. She asked concerned

I just don't feel well, I think I'll just go home, you can stay if you want

-shak, what's going on?!

-nothing I...

-wait! Shakira. I felt him suddenly holding my wrest and pulling me to him, that's when our eyes met, his... Eyes were so soothing

-it's not what it looks like...