"You never bother me. What you want?"

"Spaghetti? It can be? "I said smiling.

"Of course! A homemade spaghetti coming out! "He said with an Italian accent.

"You'll make spaghetti here and now?" I talked surprise. "I thought we'd ask for delivery!" I continued.

"No no no! We'll do our spaghetti!" Stefan said, looking like a chef.

"We?" I spoke laughing. "I am the worst cook in the world!"

"Yes, I said we! Neither you have to knead the dough macaroni and just do it, we'll cook together." He said, as a hero.

We got flour, eggs, butter, milk, tomatoes, and other things and made the pasta. It was the best pasta I've eaten in my life! I do not know if it's because I was starving or if it was because I had made that spaghetti. I ate three times and also Stefan. My God, he was a gentleman, very polite and super nice.

"Stefan, I think I'll lie down now ..." I said yawning.

"Okay, you can choose which room you will get." He said, without taking his eye of the television. "I just finished watching the movie and I go up too."

"Okay. Goodnight Stefan."

The only thing I forgot to say is that I'm sleepwalking. I walk around the house all night.

It was after 3:00 am when I got up to drink water.

"Yes, Aunt Judith, I've just done my homework!" I spoke sleeping.

"Elena? Are you okay?" Stefan said getting out of the room, worried. "My God, you're sleepwalking! Should never wake a sleepwalker person!" He spoke alone.

I walked into the room. So far so good. But I entered the wrong room. It was Stefan's room. I lay down, I pulled the blanket over my body and slept.

The other day ...

I woke up in a strange room with a stranger beside me. He was shirtless and was lying on the muscular chest. He had his arms wrapped in my body and I was not with my clothes. I was wearing a Nirvana shirt, which certainly was not mine.

"Good morning Elena ..." The guy next to me said.

"Er ... good morning ..." I said looking at him. He was beautiful. More than beautiful.

"Let's have coffee and I'll take you home ..."

"Of course, beautiful."

My God, I can't remember anything ... I just remember being on Loraine's party, dancing and drinking so much. And then leaving the party ... And of Tyler and Dylan ... And from the ... Stefan. That was the name of the guy who was on my side. Now I remember everything that happened. Everything.

"You like cappuccino?" Stefan said.

"It will also make cappuccino?" I spoke laughing. "Same to the pasta and mozzarella yesterday"

"But I did not make the dough. Whoever did it was you" He told me challenging.

"Okay, okay. I made the dough, but you did all the rest!" I laughed.

"You'll want a cappuccino?"

"Sure, beautiful"