Chicago, May 20th 2014

Macarena's POV

Vince's house is beautiful! It's in Highland Park, a fancy neighborhood a bit north of Chicago, the house is a two-story brick house with black gates and oak trees in the entrance. As we approach the front door, Chris reached for my hand to help me up the steps, my high heels are not helping me tonight, I accept his help but I can feel him tensing as our skin touch. But then again I might me misreading signs here. He rings the bell and the door opens to a smiling and warm Vince, I love this guy! He's hilarious, caring and a great friend.

"Welcome! Mi casa es tu casa!" (My house is your house)

I laugh at his attempt at speaking Spanish. He surely tries. He gives me a kiss on the cheek and shakes hands with Chris, Dani was invited too but she's getting ready to go visit Matt. I wish I was that lucky! I would love to go visit mi amor (my love).

Kyla, Vince's wife, is a beautiful woman, her dark hair brings up her blue eyes. She's a happy person, well, you kind of have to be when you are married to Vince Vaughn. I coo at the babies' pictures as she shows me, they have two kids, a three year old princess and a one year old Prince, they're both staying with their grandparents so mommy and daddy can have a night off.

We chat in their living room over some drinks, I'm having so much fun, this is a much needed night out, I have been working so much lately, concentrating on work so I wouldn't feel the heartache I've feeling ever since I left Lima. I miss Jamie so much that it is hurting physically. I don't work out anymore, like I used to. Now I just hang around the house on my free time watching TV but not really paying attention to it. I can't tell how many times I have watched The Fall just to watch my baby every single night before going to sleep. Vince snap me back to the conversation.

"So Maca, what are your plans after the movie?"

"I'm going back to New York, I need to check some things back home"

"Do you live in New York? I don't know why I thought you lived in L.A"

"Nope, New York it is, I have an apartment there"

I smile at Vince while thinking that I don't have other plans after filming in Chicago. I haven't got any good offers for movies. Furthermore, I don't know what Jamie's plans are after his movie so I'm going back to my piece of heaven.

"Any new projects?"

Chris asks with interest.

"Nothing interesting, what about you guys?"

"I'm taking some time off to enjoy the family"

Vince looks at his wife dearly and makes my heart ache longing to have that kind of relationship with Jamie.

"We're going to the Caribbean"

Kyla tells me with excitement. I smile back at her feeling happy for them and their perfect family.

"What about you, Chris?"

Chris brings his attention to Vince and after sipping on his whiskey he shrugs.

"I will have some weeks off before going back to L.A to film the new movie for Captain America"

Vince looks at me and I can't help but giggle at this. We share this inside joke. We call Chris 'The Captain' every time we have the chance.

"I know what you guys are thinking and stop it"

Chris whines and makes us laugh even more. Kyle looked lost and an angry Chris explains.

"They are being childish, all they do is call me Captain this and Captain that"

Now Vince and I are rolling in laughter, I even shed some tears when Kyla takes pity on Chris and announces that we should probably eat something before we get tipsy. She's made lasagna so I stand up and help her set everything up.

Dinner was delicious! We had the best eggplant lasagna I have ever had. She made two kinds of lasagna, the eggplant one and a Bolognese one. They were both yummy but the veggie one has a special place in my heart right now. After dinner we had a few more drinks, Chris stopped drinking because he was driving us back home but Vince, Kyla and I drank his share. We ended up very tipsy. Saying that I had one of the best nights of my life is an understatement, both Vince and Kyla are great people, they surely know how to have fun and to top it off, they are great friends. Every time that I will think of Chicago, I'll think of this night.

As we are leaving, Chris holds my hand again to help me walk towards the car, he keeps tensing at my touch so I let go of his hand, it might be the vodka in me speaking but holding his hand doesn't feel friendly anymore, it feels wrong. He senses my thoughts.

"I'm just trying to help you so you won't break your neck on those heels"

I look at him and see a storm building up in his eyes. He's mad.

"I'm ok. I'm not that drunk. What is your problem? Why are you so mad?"

He stops in his tracks and faces me.

"I don't have a problem. Everything is just PERFECT"

His words don't match his actions. He's throwing a tantrum and I want to know why. Maybe is the vodka in me but I reach for his hand and pull him closer to me, trying to make him look into my eyes, but I think I might have pull a bit stronger because he was way too close to my face, and as I pulled him nearly lost my balance so he held me by my waist.

"I got you"

His voice was husky and I felt the goosebumps running up my skin. All the warning sensors in my head were screaming for me to step back but looking into his eyes was hypnotizing. He removed the hair that was covering my eyes and tucked it behind my ear then running his hand from my ear to cup my neck. Is he going to do what I think he will?

Oh

My

God!

In a desperate move I put my hand on his chest to stop him as his face was getting just an inch away from mine. His lips just a whisper from mine. The vodka has left my body as the fear has taken over. I like Chris, as a friend, he has been a great one to me ever since we started this film and hurting his feelings is just a big NO. But I can't kiss him and lead him on, I might be in a strange kind of relationship with Jamie but I'm still in love with him. I don't want to make Chris feel rejected but right now we are in the kind of situation where you either go with the kiss or you just step over your friend's feelings.

I will go for the second option, so I step backwards, removing myself from his hold. He looks at his feet and apologizes.

"Maca, I'm sorry! I got carried away"

I wave him off and resume my way to the car.

"It's ok! I am the one who is sorry. I.... Hum.... I just....."

He crosses towards my door and as he holds it open for me he completes my sentence.

"You are still in love with Jamie"

I look at him, meeting his intent gaze.

"Yes, I am"

He motions me to enter the car and gently closes the door behind me. After I entered the car and he took a few minutes to walk to his side. Once he is seated, he starts the car but before driving he turns to me.

"I understand that you love him, what I don't understand is how it's always YOU going after HIM, ever since I've met you, you've traveled to Canada and England after him and he hasn't once come to see you"

"It's not like that. It's not what you think..."

He holds his hand up to shut me up and puts the car on drive.

"It's ok Maqui, you don't have to explain yourself"

I kept quiet, with no idea of what to do or say, we drive in silence and all I can think of is how I don't want to hurt his feelings, I have grown feelings towards this refrigerator eater man, it might not be love but I care about him and I'd do anything to break this tension building between us, he's been a great support throughout my heartbreak. And maybe he's right, it's been me going after Jamie all this time, but I screwed things up first, now the tables have turned so it should be Jamie going after me, shouldn't it?

"Stop overthinking Maqui, I'm a big boy, I can handle this"

He parks the car and just then that I notice that we are already home. He turns to me and holds my face.

"Listen to me Macarena, I like you, a lot and I'm willing to wait for you to work things out with Jamie"

He sees the look in my eyes, he knows I am about to say something to reject him so he completes for me.

"As a friend, Macarena! I will wait as a friend"

I nod in understanding and open my door to get out of the car without looking back to see if he's following. I get into the elevator and when I turn around to press my floor button, I find myself alone. He hasn't followed. As the doors of the elevator close, I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. What the heck am I going to do now??

Chicago, May 21st 2014

00:45

Jamie's POV

This is ridiculous! I've been outside Macarena's apartment for two hours now! I wanted to surprise her but I am deeply regretting not calling her first, nobody's home, Dani won't answer her phone neither does Maca. Although I've tried her number just once, I'm sure she's out having some fun so I don't want to disturb her. Now I'm here sitting in my rental car waiting patiently for my love to arrive, ok, maybe not that patiently. Just when I was about to give up and look for a hotel nearby, I saw a car approaching the apartment building, I was about to come out of the car to see if it was Macarena when I saw her. There she was, my beautiful fiancée inside of the car, for a moment all I could see was Maca but then, the person sitting next to her brought my attention, I saw him moving around on his seat to look at her, she looks sad, uncomfortable, she nods to him and then comes out of the car walking straight to the lobby without looking back. The man stays there watching her as she rides the elevator, for a second we are both looking at her without moving, once the elevator doors close I come out of the car and make my way towards this stranger who has just dropped my fiancée, I couldn't see much of what happened between them inside that car but I just know I don't like this feeling bugging me now. As I approach the car he comes out of it, I don't know what to say.

"Excuse me?"

He turns to see me and his expression hardens at my sight. Wait! Isn't he.....?

"Son of a bitch!"

What???? I am confused, why is he so mad to see me?

"Aren't you Captain America?"

"Great! just fucking great! It's Chris! My name is Chris!"

I'm dumbfounded, what was Macarena doing in the same car as this guy? And why is he being an asshole?

"Sorry... I'm kind of lost here. What were you doing with Macarena?"

He laughs, his laugh is sarcastic and full of anger.

"So you finally have decided to show your face. Perfect timing! Not!"

"What the fuck man? Why are you so pissed?"

And then realization hits me, slapping me on the face. Macarena has a relationship with him! I'm not sure what kind of relationship but they surely have one. He's standing in front of me claiming what is mine.

"I have no fucking idea what you want with Macarena, but put it in your head that she's mine! Understood??? Mine!!!!"

His grin doesn't leave his face.

"Yeah! Sure! She's so yours that she came from Europe crying a river and guess who was here to kiss her boo boos? This man right here! I'm what she...."

I didn't let him finish. My fist didn't let him finish. I hit him square on his jaw and he falls back.

"You are nothing!"

He stands back up and throws a punch at me, which I avoid, but I couldn't avoid the hurt I felt after hearing what he said next.

"She's over you man! She doesn't even wear the ring you gave her"

"That...... That..... That's impossible man!"

"Not at all. What to see a picture of us sightseeing Chicago?? She doesn't have it on"

Fuck! I can't take the heart ache!! So I did what I do best when I'm this hurt,, I gave him another punch, but this time he fell hard on the floor, I turn around and walk towards my car, leaving the asshole behind, leaving Macarena behind, along with my heart.

*** Hello my darlings!!!!! I'm back!!!! How did you like this chapter???? I am so inspired right now after receiving all those amazing pictures of our love Jamie in Vancouver!!!! How can he look more and more handsome every time???? Uffa!!! Don't forget to vote and leave your comments, another thing I wanted to ask you is that if you could please leave a comment of what you thought of the first book Filming Fifty Shades Of Grey, since I had to change accounts I lost all your comments and votes so the new readers are voting but not commenting since they think there must be something wrong with a book that big with just 4 comments! Thank you so much for your patience, this semester I'm teaching over one hundred students, which is wonderful but cuts my writing time. Thank you all a million times!!!! Love you!! Xoxo-Z***