Nothing could ever replace the feeling of guilt I had. For not telling Lilah from the beginning what was going on with Bruno and myself. I’d called her what felt like a hundred times. I emailed her. Texted her. Hand wrote a letter too. But I didn’t want to visit her – If she didn’t want to see me, I’d respect that. I felt like such a horrible friend.
What made it even harder was the fact Bruno was away all week. To feel so emotionally connected with someone and have them cut off from you for a week is hard. I was a wreck. When I sat alone in my apartment, all I wanted was his fingers to be entwined with mine.
I’d spoken to Bruno about what happened with Lilah on the phone. He seemed to feel just as bad as me. But he was very understanding. He promised he’d help me talk to her when he got back.
Eight long days later, I waited anxiously in my lounge room for a knock on the door from Bruno. When it really hit me, Bruno was a famous singer. He wasn’t always going to be around. He’d have to do shows and interviews and travel all the time. It was a hard thing to prospect. When I heard a knock at the door, my mind forgot about that idea. I opened the door, and Bruno was there, smiling at me with those teeth and lips I hadn’t seen for what had felt like eternity. He threw his arms around me and spun me around.
“I missed you.” He whispered. My arms were still tight around him. I kissed his lips softy. “I missed you too.”
I made him a nice hot chocolate. We cuddled in silence for a while, but it was nice. Being in Bruno’s arms were all that mattered to me. Then I remember Lilah. I betrayed her trust. Bruno could sense the change of my mood.
“You still not talking to Lilah?” he asked. I shook my head.
“Then I guess we had better do something about that, am I right?”
I sighed, and twirled a piece of hair around my finger. “She’s angry Bruno. She was in love with you and I just took that away from her.”
“Not to be so upfront up this, but when things get out about us, being together, you will have thousands of girls angry at you. Lilah is your best friend though. She has to be happy for you. You need to show her you truly care”.
Lilah was definitely inside. I could hear some cups banging together inside when I leaned on her front door. I took a deep breath, and knocked. Nothing. I began banging.
“Lilah, This is the longest we’ve gone without talking, please, can we talk about this?” My voice sounded pleading, which it was. I began banging again. “I didn’t mean to keep this from you Lilah, I didn’t know what you’d say.”
She was ignoring me. I looked to Bruno, who was standing by my side. He had an encouraging smile. It still wasn’t enough to make me feel better though. He saw this.
“If you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea, I’ll sail the world, to find you…” Bruno began singing. He nudged me to join in. I gave him a look.
“I can’t sing!” I said.
“If you ever find yourself lost in the dark and you can’t see…” Bruno continued. I sighed. And joined in. “I’ll be the light, to guide you.”
“You can count on me, like one two three, and I’ll be there, and I know when I need it I can count on you like four three two, and you’ll be there, cause that’s what friends are supposed to do, oh yeah...” we sang together. It was nice, but singing was not my specialty or anything. I felt embarrassed singing with someone of his ability. I was looking down at the ground. My attention was drawn back to the door when I heard it creak open, and saw a shocked Lilah standing there.
We all sat quietly in Lilah’s kitchen. Lilah looked at Bruno. She studied his face. Her idol was up close, in the flesh, in her kitchen. But he came in with me. Her best friend. Who hadn’t told her about it. I could see her trying to process this all.
“Lilah…” I began.
“Why didn’t you just tell me?” her voice cut me off. It sounded hurt.
“Because I didn’t want to upset you. Which I’ve obviously done more by not telling you about… Bruno.”
Bruno smiled at her. His intentions were so sweet. Lilah sat down. Her gaze moved from Bruno to me. I could tell she was thinking about what she was going to say before it came out.
“Aria, I would’ve been incredibly happy for you if you had just told me from the beginning. Sure, it would be weird, infact, it is weird…” her voice trailed off in thought. “But you’re my best friend. I ultimately want you to be happy in the end”. She smiled, which made me smile.
“Aww, group hug!” Bruno made us both laughed. We got up and hugged eachother. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be. Bruno Mars is in my kitchen. Bruno. Mars!!” we were both giggling now.
“So now you need to tell me about how you guys met! Was it after the concert?”
Bruno looked to me, and winked.
Lilah agreed not to tell anyone about Bruno and me. She was very understanding about it all. We got in the car and Lilah waited outside to say goodbye to us.
“So, where to now?” I asked Bruno.
“You tell me.” He responded. I shrugged my shoulders.
“I have a place out here in New York. Do you wanna check it out?” He could tell by my smile the answer was yes. We waved to Lilah as we drove down the street.
Bruno was singing quietly to himself during the car ride. I had a lot on my mind. Bruno picked up on this and asked what was wrong. “It’s nothing” I quickly responded.
“If you have something to think about it’s nothing. I’m all ears.” He responded. I sighed.
“What’s gonna happen when you go on tour. And I won’t be seeing you for months? I… I don’t know Bruno.” There was silence for a while.
“We’ll make it work Aria. Come on, it just means we will value the time we have together more.” His voice was calm and collected.
“But that means the time without you will be even harder”.
We pulled right up into the city. The lights of NYC shined over us as we parked in the underground car park of a gorgeous hotel. We stayed in the car for a moment. Bruno looked over at me, and caressed my cheek.
“Come on, let me show you my penthouse.”
The view from the 66th floor was absolutely amazing. New York City was alive at night and the view took my breath away. The apartment was modern, yet classical. There was a sitting room that had Bruno’s guitars in it. He offered me a drink, but I refused. I didn’t feel like drinking anything. I still felt sad. Bruno was going on a tour for two months in a matter of days. I couldn’t bare the thought of it. Bruno approached me, and held my hands.
“Aria, we’re going to keep in contact. We have things like Skype nowadays. Nothings going to happen.”
“Says Mr. I-am-good-with-technology!” he jokingly had a shocked expression on his face. “
But… I don’t know. How do I know nothing will happen while you are gone? How do I know you won’t find some cute girl and you can’t resist her?” What I said was a bit too ‘straight to the point’, but I had to say it. I felt a tear roll down my cheek.
“That’s not going to happen, because I love you.”
I looked up at Bruno. Did he really just say what I think he said? I was speechless.
“You’re not just another cute girl. You are the most amazing girl I’ve ever met, and I’ve never felt what I feel for you.” He wiped my tear.
“I love you too.” I said. To finally say those words to him, felt wonderful. Bruno pulled me in close and kissed me with his soft lips. The kiss didn’t last long, but I felt all the blood in my body rush to her cheeks. The next thing I knew, Bruno was kissing me again. I felt his hand running up my back. I pulled him as close as I could. We found ourselves walking towards the bedroom, still kissing and closing the door behind us.