A Barcelona Love Story
Chapter 21- Babysitting Aly
“Now, I see why your Uncle Xavi has added another hour of workout in his schedule.” Bojan said.
“What do you mean?” I asked Bojan as I drank my juice.
“You are an excellent cook.” Bojan said. “Your future boyfriend would be so lucky to have you.” he added.
“Right.” I said sarcastically and laughed out.
After breakfast, I demanded to do the dishes while Bojan watch TV or read something. When I was done, I saw him sitting on the couch, not paying any attention at all at a rerun of The OC on the TV. He looked sad or something. Scared to ask, I just sat beside him and squeezed his shoulder.
“My girlfriend..she, uh..broke up with me.” Bojan said.
“What?” I asked and then shook my head and hugged him.
“I’m sorry, Aly. I shouldn’t be..” he began, breaking the silence.
“Why are you apologizing to me?” I asked him.
“Come on, I promised you that we’ll have fun. Go get dressed, let’s go out.” he said.
“No, we’re not going out.” I said.
“Why not?” he asked.
“If it makes you happy, then.” I said and he chuckled.
“Don’t worry about me, Aly. I’m here to take care of you.” Bojan said.
“Alright, but you know..” I began and he chuckled.
“You have too much of your Uncle with you. Always such a worrier.”Bojan said and we laughed out.
“Where are we going?” I asked him.
“There’s this fair an hour from here, let’s go and explore.” he said and I smiled.
Bojan and I went out of his car after he parked it and went sightseeing on the fair. There were families and tourists enjoying the fair. Bojan and I were having the time of our lives talking, laughing and enjoying the fair. I sat on the grass, waiting for him as he went to get us some cotton candy.
“Aly? I need your help with French and that paper we need to do..” Bartra began as soon as I answered the phone.
“How’s 3?” I asked as Bojan sat beside me.
“3’s fine, oh and bring along your Physics.” he said.
“Aren’t you Mister Studious?” I teased and he chuckled.
“Don’t be late.” he said and ended the call.
“A date?”Bojan asked me as I took the cotton candy for me.
“Please, just because I agreed to be Bartra’s partner in this French paper, it doesn’t mean we’re dating.” I said.
“Oh, please, the way you two looked at each other, last night? Think I am blind?” he asked teasingly.
“Why is everyone insisting about Bartra and me?” I asked and he smiled.
“You like him too, don’t you? Come on, don’t be shy. I’m not telling anyone.” Bojan said and didn’t stop there until we reached home.
“What do you mean?” I asked Bojan as I drank my juice.
“You are an excellent cook.” Bojan said. “Your future boyfriend would be so lucky to have you.” he added.
“Right.” I said sarcastically and laughed out.
After breakfast, I demanded to do the dishes while Bojan watch TV or read something. When I was done, I saw him sitting on the couch, not paying any attention at all at a rerun of The OC on the TV. He looked sad or something. Scared to ask, I just sat beside him and squeezed his shoulder.
“My girlfriend..she, uh..broke up with me.” Bojan said.
“What?” I asked and then shook my head and hugged him.
“I’m sorry, Aly. I shouldn’t be..” he began, breaking the silence.
“Why are you apologizing to me?” I asked him.
“Come on, I promised you that we’ll have fun. Go get dressed, let’s go out.” he said.
“No, we’re not going out.” I said.
“Why not?” he asked.
“If it makes you happy, then.” I said and he chuckled.
“Don’t worry about me, Aly. I’m here to take care of you.” Bojan said.
“Alright, but you know..” I began and he chuckled.
“You have too much of your Uncle with you. Always such a worrier.”Bojan said and we laughed out.
“Where are we going?” I asked him.
“There’s this fair an hour from here, let’s go and explore.” he said and I smiled.
Bojan and I went out of his car after he parked it and went sightseeing on the fair. There were families and tourists enjoying the fair. Bojan and I were having the time of our lives talking, laughing and enjoying the fair. I sat on the grass, waiting for him as he went to get us some cotton candy.
“Aly? I need your help with French and that paper we need to do..” Bartra began as soon as I answered the phone.
“How’s 3?” I asked as Bojan sat beside me.
“3’s fine, oh and bring along your Physics.” he said.
“Aren’t you Mister Studious?” I teased and he chuckled.
“Don’t be late.” he said and ended the call.
“A date?”Bojan asked me as I took the cotton candy for me.
“Please, just because I agreed to be Bartra’s partner in this French paper, it doesn’t mean we’re dating.” I said.
“Oh, please, the way you two looked at each other, last night? Think I am blind?” he asked teasingly.
“Why is everyone insisting about Bartra and me?” I asked and he smiled.
“You like him too, don’t you? Come on, don’t be shy. I’m not telling anyone.” Bojan said and didn’t stop there until we reached home.