Angie's pov
It's been five months, two weeks and six days since I left Buenos Aires. I've thought about Violetta everyday. I must have missed so much; the studios end of year show, Violetta's birthday and there's probably more that I don't even know about.
Paris is incredible but it's not home. I've tried so hard to create a life for myself here but I still feel like a tourist and not a citizen. Ive tried everything! Even though I hate swimming I joined the local swimming club to try and make friends but to no avail. I feel so alone in Paris, I miss my family and friends so much! My jobs good here I suppose, I make good money but what's money without family?
There's one person I try so hard to move on from, he's the reason I left, yet he's also the reason I stayed. German.
Every part of my body tells me to hate him and a huge part of me does but I can't ignore the small part that doesn't no matter how hard I try.
Suddenly my ring tone lights the hole house up with music and a small smile escapes my lips, my ring tone is Violetta singing 'in my own world'. The biggest grin forms on my face as a look at who's calling me, my beloved niece Vilu. Quickly I except the call and shove the phone to my ear.
"Hey, Angie are you there?" Just hearing vilus voice makes me smile.
"Hey Vilu! I've missed you so much!"
"I've missed you so much to Angie! I really need you, please come home!" At that my heart breaks. I worked so hard to find Violetta and now I'm leaving her. I sigh into the phone before answering.
"Vilu I can't..."
"Why!?" Violetta practically screams into the phone.
"I just can't Vilu I'm sorry." This time Vilu sighs.
"Look Angie I know your not coming back because of my Dad." My cheeks flush, luckily there's nobody here to see.
"No Vilu it's not your Dad." Why can't I stop lying?
"What is it then?" Nervously I fiddle with my hair.
"I just can't." I whisper into the phone and again hear Vilu sigh.
"Look Angie... dad...ur...well he has a girlfriend." My hole body freezes and a small tear roles down my check. "Angie are you ok?"
"Yeah! Yeah I'm fine. I'm really happy for your Dad." I can practically see Vilu raising her eyebrows, even though we are on the phone.
"Come on Angie I know your lying! Come back and fight for him! I know you still love him, you guys are meant to be together, please, just think about it?"
"I'll think about it." Vilu squeals excitedly.
"Yay! And if you can't come back for my Dad at least come back for me." I smile into the phone, maybe it is time to move back to Buenos Aires.
"Oh Vilu, what's your Dad's girlfriends name?" Please not Jade or Esmerelda!
"Priscila."
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Hate turns to love
RomanceThere's one person I'm trying so hard to move on from, he's the reason I left, yet he's the reason I stayed, German. Every part of my body tells me to hate him and a huge part of me does, but I can't ignore the small part that doesen't no matter how...
