Let's Do What Lovers Do

The morning was dark and gloomy but Natalia awoke just the same as the days before, at seven in the morning and thought what a great night of sleep she had. She put on some socks since the wooden floor was undoubtedly cold, she did not need to check, she just knew. Putting a bra on as to not be awkward, she went out of her room and her nail like taps coming from Cesc's room. Natalia only guessed that it was Cloe and she opened the door. The little dog came up to her and stood on both her legs begging for something. As she picked her up, she noticed that Cesc was still asleep and he was a sight to see when asleep indeed. His back was to hers, but she could tell that he was resting and that was a good thing, seeing that he had the schedule of a crazy person. Playing three games a week ninety minute intervals without stopping once. Except for the fifteen minute break, but that's what he was built for. That's what he made himself for. Her hand circled around the knob as she silently closed to the door to let him sleep and she made her way to the back door to the little patio that he had to let Cloe out. She licked her hand once again before going outside to do her business while Natalia stood in front of the kitchen imagining where a frier in this place would be. 'If I were Cesc's mom..with the other different kitchen appliances such as a waffle maker..' Her hands began to open every door quietly to see which one had it until she found it. Her eyes had looked over and then she took it out with. This was going to be so much fun! Before beginning anything, she quickly walked to her room to get her Ipod since there was never truly a fun kitchen experience without any music. Making her way back to the kitchen she noticed that Cloe had come inside so she shut the door before the rain could get in. Freaking London and it's freaking rain. It seemed as though it was going to stop soon since the clouds were a lot lighter than yesterday afternoon. Her blue orbs roamed around the living room to see if he had some kind of stereo so she could plug in her Ipod and indeed there was, happily she half skipped over there and put it in a volume where she was able to hear it, but it wasn't shaking the house so Cesc would not wake up.

Natalia put her Ipod on random and began to mix the ingredients while Cloe just laid down on the wooden floor and watched Natalia bake. Her uncle made her make these so much that she memorized the recipe and made them every chance she got. She hoped Cesc liked doughnuts or else this would be a total bust, but if he didn't she'd make it up to him and she'd eat all the doughnuts herself. The song Bass Down Low by the Cataracts began to play and Natalia started moving to the beat and dancing for Cloe. Might as well entertain the cute little animal since she was just chilling there watching Natalia. "If you want to get with me there's some things you go to know. I like my beat fast and the bass down low..ba-bass bass down low." She laughed as the dog lifted her head up to watch her. Her ears went up as she laid her head back down again. Natalia's long brown hair swayed to the music as she continued to mix the eggs and the milk and the flour to make her doughnuts for the Spaniard that was currently sleeping. Once she mixed it rather well, she put it in a bowl and covered it up with plastic wrap so the dough could rise. She looked around to see what there was to do, so then she got an idea to start dancing since she was not going to have Zumba class, she might as well dance for the hell of it. Besides, the dough needed to rise between 50 and 60 minutes, so might as well. Cloe walked to the living room as well and Natalia bent down to pet her as she closed her eyes. Cloe jumped on the white couch and layed down to watch Natalia as Natalia began to do the basic warm-up moves. Now the song had changed to Lengua Afuera by Pitbull and she knew the dance by heart. She had been going to the classes ever since she started Unviersity there so she knew the steps pretty well.

Thirteen songs later, Natalia was done and got a napkin to wipe her forehead. She had sweated a little, and Cloe was snuggling on the couch. She went to check on the dough and it had risen enough to start cooking. She got the frier and turned it on while filling it up with oil and waited for it to boil. She was tapping her fingers on the counter as she waited and then realized that she hadn't called anybody to let them know that she had made it to Cesc's alive. Natalia went to her room and got her cellphone. She speed dialed Gerard, but knowing him he would not pick up, "hey just letting you know I made it to Cesc's alive and I'm fine. Call you later, bye." She hung up. "Hey mom!" She chirpily said as her mom picked up her phone.
They began to talk about things, "you do know that your medication is almost up again right?" Her mom asked her.
"Yeah, I have about two days left.. again. I wish my bottle would magically refill itself up you know?" Natalia laughed.
"Sé que la meva estimada. Ja ho sé. Ha estat la seva mà tremolant?" Mama asked her in their foreign tongue.
"No. That must mean it's a good sign right? I probably jinxed it right there." Natalia replied as she came back to the kitchen to finish her masterpiece.
"Don't say that my dear..just have fun on your trip and try to relax you hear? I'll be mean if you don't." Her mama demanded.
"Yes mama. I love you."
"I love you too my child." They hung up.
After they spoke on the phone Natalia began to make the doughnuts and putting them in the fryer. That was the fast part, once they rose to the top it meant that they were ready so it had to be done quick. She then noticed that the song that was playing was Danza Kuduro by Don Omar and she started moving her hips yet again to the beat. It was such a catchy beat that she could not help it. One, two, three, four, five, six... the doughnuts kept coming out. She made a batch for two dozen. Her mind hoped that Cesc would appreciate this.

Cesc had awoken from a smell that sent his stomach a growling sound. He got out of his bed and brushed his teeth before he went to see what the commotion was. The smell was delicious and satisfying and he guessed what it was, hopefully he was right as he felt his stomach growl. He laughed as he entered the kitchen to see a very blissful Natalia dancing to the music and putting something on a plate. Quietly he went over and sat next to the bar as to not disturb the beautiful woman that was dancing before him. The only thing that she was doing was swaying her hips, but that just made him go crazy and he wished he could dance with her right then and there, but he knew he had to hold back, this was not the right time for that. The way her long hair swayed as she paid no attention that he was in the room made him remember Carla. She was always like that, in her own little world not caring what anybody thought. His stomach turned to knots all of the sudden and he realized that his scars were still fresh. They had resurfaced out of nowhere, but he was not going to let that get him down, she had moved on for goodness' sake. It has time for him to move on too.

Natalia had finished making her batch and turned the fryer off and while she turned around she noticed that Cesc was sitting at the bar. Her face became scarlet as she knew that he had watched her dance at least for a minute. So instead of saying anything to him, she put the doughnuts in front of him and smiled. "Buen provecho!" She turned back around and began to clean the mess that she had made while Cesc asked, "did you know that doughnuts are my favorite?"
"Lucky guess." She said, "they're my favorite too." Her laugh rang across the kitchen as he dug into the best things anybody could ever eat.

They were simply delicious and every bite reminded him of the little things that Carla would do for him. His eyes became sad as he continued to eat the delicious pastry while Natalia got him a glass of milk, "don't eat all of them. I want at least two!" She said as her voice instantly made him feel a lot better about the situation that was at hand.

Cesc decided to let the chips fall where they may, if this was working out whatever it was, then let itself be. He was not going to push the fact that Carla was not in his life anymore, he was going to look at life differently, that maybe there is hope for him.

Could the girl in front of him be his hope?
Translations:
Com és que no m'ho va dir Cesc el va convidar a Londres- How come you didn't tell me that Cesc invited you to London?
no quiero romper tu burbuja- I don't want to burst your bubble
Sé que la meva estimada. Ja ho sé. Ha estat la seva mà tremolant- I know my dear. I know. Has it been shaking?
Buen provecho!- enjoy your meal!