Author: Dvizheniya
Genre: Romantic, Comedy, Drama
Genre: Romantic, Comedy, Drama
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Chapter 16
"Julchik are you cold?" asked the grandmother worried when she noticed that Julia put the dishes on the table with some tremlbing hands. She took gently the cold hand of her grandchild and rubbed over the back of the hand. The singer shook the head and placed the last cup on the table.
"Why are you trembling so much, my child? Come on, sit down beside me," said the grandmother and took the second hand of the young woman to rub them softly warm in her own hands.
"I'm so excited about the qualification for Eurovision ," explained Julia. Her grandmother had to laugh.
"You don't need to be nervous. If you won't be the winner in the first round then it should be like this. You've reached your goal for our country in Eurovision already. The third place was ok and we and your fans were all proud of you."
Julia needed to smile about the warm words of her grandmother and told that her nervousness had also another reason.
"Julchik , you think about it too much. You have also a name in this country. Not only Bilan. The people outside love you and you've achieved so much more with the group t.A.T.u. than Bilan ever could. You'Re not a small number in the show business. You'll just go there, sing and give the best. Enjoy your work and stop to make pressure to yourself. I've a good feeling that you'll win the first round."
Julia put her head to the side and smiled delighted about the encouraging words.
"Thank you, Grandma ... " said the young mother and took her grandmother warmly in her arms.
After the whole family had breakfast she helped her mother Larissa to undress the children. It was a cold spring day. Julia took her son's hand and they were searching together some waterproofed clothes. Samir decided for his favourite dark blue raincoat, which had a laughing yellow colored Spongebob printed on the chest. His mother unbuttoned the jacket and stroked gently the boy 's cheek.
Chapter 16
In the early morning Julia brought her dog Viva to her parents. The single mother got up today because she wanted to see her children before the will visit the kindergarden. She prepared the breakfast table for the whole family to start this important day for her solo career relaxed as possible.
"Julchik are you cold?" asked the grandmother worried when she noticed that Julia put the dishes on the table with some tremlbing hands. She took gently the cold hand of her grandchild and rubbed over the back of the hand. The singer shook the head and placed the last cup on the table.
"Why are you trembling so much, my child? Come on, sit down beside me," said the grandmother and took the second hand of the young woman to rub them softly warm in her own hands.
"I'm so excited about the qualification for Eurovision ," explained Julia. Her grandmother had to laugh.
"You don't need to be nervous. If you won't be the winner in the first round then it should be like this. You've reached your goal for our country in Eurovision already. The third place was ok and we and your fans were all proud of you."
Julia needed to smile about the warm words of her grandmother and told that her nervousness had also another reason.
She explained that she doesn't want to dissapoint Dima. He's almost like a mascot for Russia. If he won't qualify for the eurovision with her, there could follow some negative headlines in the media. Moreoever some more competition will take part for this year. The grandmother tried to calm her grandchild again .
"Julchik , you think about it too much. You have also a name in this country. Not only Bilan. The people outside love you and you've achieved so much more with the group t.A.T.u. than Bilan ever could. You'Re not a small number in the show business. You'll just go there, sing and give the best. Enjoy your work and stop to make pressure to yourself. I've a good feeling that you'll win the first round."
Julia put her head to the side and smiled delighted about the encouraging words.
"Thank you, Grandma ... " said the young mother and took her grandmother warmly in her arms.
After the whole family had breakfast she helped her mother Larissa to undress the children. It was a cold spring day. Julia took her son's hand and they were searching together some waterproofed clothes. Samir decided for his favourite dark blue raincoat, which had a laughing yellow colored Spongebob printed on the chest. His mother unbuttoned the jacket and stroked gently the boy 's cheek.
"Take care, okay?" she said in a quiet voice and smiled when the dark-haired boy nodded.
Victoria was waiting with her grandmother Larissa at the door already. The girl stretched her hand out to take the little hand of her brother. This was the usual morning ritual of the small family. Hand in hand they made their way to kindergarten. The brunette stood at the door and was waving her hand until she couldnt see them no longer on the stairs. She closed the door and helped her grandmother with cleaning the breakfast table again. Just as she put some warm water in the sink Julia was pushed to the side by her grandmother.
"I'll do this. You have to go soon. Hurry up. Otherwise you'll be late."
Julia smiled lovingly, thanked and gave her a kiss on the cheek for all the support. The singer went into the small bathroom of the family and was looking for her brown braided small basket in which she had kept her make-up since she was fourteen years old.
She used her dark eyeliner to emphazie her blue eyes a bit more and put the small hand mirror and the make up in her handbag. One last time she ran with her fingers through her semi long hairs and pulled some strands in front of her forehead. She said goodbye to the rest of the family; put on a black leather jacket and went out off the flat. The singer stopped in front of the house. Since she couldn't find someone she was checking her iPhone to make sure there was no message left.
With slow steps she was walking up and down a little path next to the house, still a bit nervous to see Dima again but her doubts took control of her emotions. Yesterday evening ended with so many questions again . He was so lovely and romantic. She was still wondering why Dima wants to hide his feelings in public. When he doesn't feel the same for her why he signaled so often that he wants more than just friendship.
A silver Mercedes drove to the parking place which was near the apartment building. The rear window of the car opened and the Dima was waving. Julia smiled. However right now she was more lucky that she doesn't need to wait in the cold anymore. As the man opened the rear door from inside he slid to the other side and welcomed the young woman with such a euphoric tone that no one could tell how close they've been in the studio yesterday.
Julia didn't know whether she should give him a welcome kiss or wait for a reaction of him. She decided to remain passive first and placed her handbag on the backseat. When she felt that he was observing her Julia gave him a expressionless glance and smiled briefly. When the car drove off he was turning on his iPhone again which dissapointed the young woman.
The memories of the previous evening had increased the desire to him. Julia stared silently out the window; dreaming of that he would take her in the arms now so she can close the eyes and relax a bit. While Julia was watching the busy Moscow traffic Dima was talking to his driver. She listened to his voice. When Dima was telling stories, his voice was soft and quiet. The young woman was wondering if she should give him some attention. But she wants to ignore him. She also took her iPhone and replied to messages which she had received in the morning. The cold situation between the two singers didn't change during the thirty minutes drive.
The car was parked on a large back yard. Next to the building there was a narrow hall with large windows which were covered from inside with long black curtains. Four bodyguards accompanied the two Russian superstars into the building. In the corridor was waiting Dimas manager Yana and her husband Evengi. After a warm welcome they received their VIP passes and Yana showed the dressing room. Dima obviously knew more people than Julia. Sometimes she felt kinda needless. Specially because Dima gave her no attention. He seemed to be completely in his life of music again. Julia observed him while he was talking to one of his musicians in the hall. His face was strained and the conversation itself almost a bit silent. His eyes were nervous and not focused on the people with whom he spoke with. He was playing with his iPhone when he constantly turned it from left to right in his palm.
After the meeting with the band members he made his way back to the dressing room. In the corridor Julia met Timat , an old mate from show business. Julia was pleased to see him again and embraced him warmly. As Timati gave her a kiss on the lips,Dima looked at her with a short embittered glance and showed thus that he was not pleased with that contact. A few years ago there were rumors of an affair between Julia and Timati. This was denied by the two Russian singers. Because of the high alcohol consumption at that time their statements were still questionable and remained to be a secret foever. Her heart and mind played with her feelings again. She wanted to talk with Dima but on the other hand she didn't want to be the first one again who's making the first move. That's why she kept on talking with Timati,who was also the biggest rival at this year's Eurovision contest.
When Julia came back into the dressing room she sat down on the white leather sofa which was in the corner and started being busy with her iPhone again. Dima was talking with his manager about the upcoming days. When Yana was asking Julia if they need to pick her up tomorrow, she shook her head with a slight smile.Yana felt that the brunette was hooked and wanted to know if she's okay. Julia was looking to Dima for a brief moment; who apparently was afraid that she would tell the truth.
"I 'm a little bit nervous because of the show ... " she lied and finally shrugged her shoulders with a fake smile. Her eyes went right back to Dima who looked to the floor, clearing his throat and scratched his white sneakers on the floor.
Yana tried to encourage the young woman. But she needed to leave the two singers alone. She had to complete the finaly preperatoins for the performance.
As the door closed there was silence in the dressing room. The only thing you could hear were the countless steps and the noises of conversation in the corridor. Julia stared at her iPhone screen and thought about how she could escape from the unpleasant situation. Just as she had decided to go out off the room again, Dima got up; took off his gray shirt and threw it over the back of the chair and picked up the black ironed TShirt by a hanger, which was haning on a clothes rack.
She looked down at his muscular upper body and needed to breathe deeply.
"Are you really nervous?" he asked suddenly and turned around while he pulled the Shirt over his head.
Since Julia didn't expect a question of him she blinked nervously with her eyes and shook her head wordlessly.
"So tell me, what is wrong with you? Today you are so closed."
Julia frowned and was almost overwhelmed with all of his questions.
"You are the one who's so restrained today. And after what you have said last night it's better I'll leave you alone in public ," it finally bursted out of her.
Dima knelt down again and made a knot in the laces of his sneakers. He finally rested both arms onto his knees and looked at her all confused.
"And then you need to ignore me completely the whole day?" he asked in a serious tone.
Julia shrugged her shoulders slightly and shook her head. She took a deep breath, glancing helplessly at the ceiling.
"I behave like this because you was the one who ignored me first. What should I do? Should I leave you alone? Shall we go on as we did before? First, you're clingy. Then you're taking distance to me again. Bilan, what do you want? Tell me... "
In silence Dima studied the young woman from head to toe. When he was looking in her desperate face he got up and knelt down in front of her. He gently took her hand and looked into the questioning blue eyes.
"Jul. .. " he started his sentence with a deep voice and took one last deep breath.
"I like you very very much and I love to work with you. I love to spend time with you. In privat, as well as in our business. And I enjoy every second with you. But please give me some time. The break up of my girlfriend is also not long ago. Actually after the break I told myself not to join immediately the next relationship. Especially since there are so many rumors since the splitting with my girlfriend. There are many rumors in the media that I use all the women with whom I work. That I have affairs with each of them; which isn't the truth of course. My music videos have been obvious. But that doesn't mean I sleep with every woman from those clips . I want that the people are interested in my music and not for my alleged love affairs and my private life. This all bothers me. So imagine if we would show our feelings in public. The media will confirm immediately all their invented rumours about me. Believe me...since I'm working with you it's so hard to suppress my feelings. I also don't know how to deal with the situation. This is probably a point of my job which I won't be able to deal with... "
Julia smiled meekly and looked at him with a compassionate look. She ran reassuring her thumb over his hand back.
"Why you didn't tell me this before? You can talk about anything with me. I 'm worried and thoughtful when you're so silent. I understand you and I also understand your doubts. I'm sorry when I forced you to something .... "
"No ... " interrupted Dima. "I've told you... I'm happy when I'm with you and I enjoy it."
When Julia realized that he had no other words to describe his fears and doubts she leaned her upper body to him and put both hands on his cheeks.
"In public I'll let you make the first step, okay?" she whispered in a soft voice and smiled encouragingly at him. Dima smiled back and nodded. He was surprised how much Julia understood his situation. One reason for this was surelly that she's also a person in public life and is able to understand his feelings. In his former relationships the topic of the show business repeatedly sparked a controversy. When suddenly the door was opened both singers twitched briefly. Yana told them that they have to perform in ten minutes.By this words Julia took a deep breath and reached out for for Dimas hand.
"Ok...now I'm going to be really nervous," confessed the singer . Dima rubbed soothingly his thumb gently over her fingers.
"We 'll do it. I can feel it.. " whispered Dima encouragingly and showed his cheeky boyish smile again.
"How I 've missed your smile ... " breathed Julia and ran her index finger over his dimples which pierced through his cheeks while smiling.
When Dima stood up he took Julia's hand and together they talked to the backstage area.
Julia took her small hand mirror from the handbag and checked one last time the make up on her face. She plucked a few strands of hairs again; put her mirror back into the handbag and handed these to Yana. Her heart pounded relentlessly. She clung nervously around Dimas arm and tried to control her breathing. Evengi gave the singers a microphone. Dima had to get back his personal white microphone. This was like a good luck charm for him. When he was singing he formally became one with it.
A few minutes later they were called by the jury. One last time they looked at each other. Dima took Julia's hand, squeezed it briefly and winked with an eye. Together they went on stage and the melody of "Back To Her Future" sounded from the large speakers.
The performance of the two singers was successful although Julia felt a little pressure on her chest because of nervousness. During the performance she could sing her parts of the song powerfully. Due Dimas positive charisma she was able to relax quickly.
After their performance they left the stage hand in hand. While they were waiting for the results of the jury the russian superstars decided to dine with Evengi and Yana in a canteen which was also in the same building.
They were showing internet videos and pictures to each other on their smartphones and tablet PCs to loosen a bit of the tension
While Evengi had a conversation with Dima; the two women had conversations about the topic of pregnancy and rising children. Julia was caressing over Yana's belly again and again which already showed significantly small curves of the unborn child. The result for the contest came closer and the participants met up again on stage. The jury selected a total of 25 artist.
At the beginning of the announcement Julia was able to cover her nervousness. When only five more participants were left she clung trembling around Dimas arm again. It would be a positive start for her solo career if she can represent her country at the Eurovision Song Contest. She biten nervously on her lower lip as her rival Timati also had qualified for the semifinals.
There was only one place left which made also the so relaxed Dima a little bit nervous now.
Julia had a moment of doubt. Maybe the jury decided against another appearance by Dima for the Grand Prix. After all he represented Russia already two times in the recent years.
The jury was torturing the remaining participants while discussing a bit before they announced the last winner. Julia clung more and more around Dimas arm and tried to control her shaky breathe. When she heard her name in the end by the jury the two russian superstars cheered extensively.
Dima was completely out of control and embraced his duet partner so much that he even slightly lifted the petite woman in the air. While Dimas manager Yana signed the documents Julia and Dima went back to the canteen where a champagne reception was already prepared for all the winners of the today's evening. Whether you've already a name or being a newcomer in Russia or the international show business. Everyone celebrated extensively and were talking to each other until the late night. Dima and Julia had love to celebrate more with everyone. But in the upcoming days both will have a common busy schedule. On the following afternoon they will sit on the plane to go on tour together.
While Dima had a conversation with Yana and Evengi about the plan for the upcoming days Julia made her way already to the van. When she was walking out of the building a cold wind blew through the streets. Julia crossed her arms; pressed them against her upper body to keep herself warm a bit.With a tense and cold face expression the singer walked quickly toward the Mercedes Van. Dima suddenly jumped in front of the young woman and asked her to stop.
"Jul, you should keep in mind that we have still spring. The evenings are still very fresh..." , he said with a smile and nudged with his index finger on the tip of her nose. He took off his gray training jacket and placed it gently over her shoulders. Julia thanked him with a slightly shy gaze and closed with one hand the jacket which was obviously way too big for her. He put an arm around the waist of the young woman and pulled the hood over her head at the same time. They smiled at each other and made their way to the van together.
Not only his his closeness also her heart was pounding unstoppable again and made the the womans body warmer.
The chauffeur opened the car door for the russian superstars. Dima let enter his duet partner first. When he sat down beside her he rubbed his hands quickly to warm them up again. Julia frowned sympathetically and biten on her lower lip. She slid up to him; took his cold hands and rubbed them slowly to make them warmer. While her fingers ran over his hand back she enjoyed every single touch of his strong hands. He gently took her hand and kissed it gently.
"You have such beautiful and soft hands.. " he flattered and his shy face expression revealed that the redness rose up in his face. Julia was touched by his words. She leaned her head on his strong shoulder and looked at him dreamily and continued playing with his fingers. The rhythm of driving pace reflected the lights of the streets and shown his flawless face. As he also leaned his head against her he began softly to sing 'Mechtateli*', which was a ballad of his latest album. Julia closed her eyes with a satisfied smile and was focused on his gentle and calm voice which even softened a bit the relentless pounding of her heart.
Julia's fingers slid slowly away from his hand and she put her arm around his muscular body. Dima looked down at her and wanted to know if she was still cold. When she nodded he put his arm gently around her while Julia leaned her head on his chest. For the first time she could hear his heartbeat. The brunette had a little smile when the noticed that he was also excited. His heart beating became a little faster when her fingers tenderly stroked along the side of his ribs. She looked up at him and starred in his absent-minded expression. A glance which she has expected. Julia looked at his lips and lifted her head. Her hand wandered away from his ribs; rested gently on his stomach. Her gaze wandered from his lips up into his graceful eyes.
Dima put his hand on the back of her head and pulled her carefully closer until their lips met up. While they were kissing again and again on their lips he put his hand on her cheek.
"I'll miss you, Jul. .. " he whispered and laid his head gently against her forehead.
The brunette stopped to breath for a short moment by virtue of this sentimental words. She was so touched by this situation that it kept her being wordless. Her heart was beating so fast that her body was stunned for a moment.
"But we'll see each other tomorrow again..." she whispered and smiled at him encouragingly. Julia ran her hand through his soft hairs; leaned her head on his chest and clutching one hand on his shoulder. To sit more comfortably she put one leg over his lap while he put his strong arm around the petite woman to keep her as close as possible. The rest of the trip she enjoyed Dimas warmth. The exciting and successful day ended peacefully with unstoppable heartbeats.
The driver parked the car right in front of Julia's house. The woman moved her leg slowly off his leg and looked at him a little sadly. But the farewell wasn't so hard due the imagination to see him again tomorrow afternoon. She grabbed her handbag and stroked one last time over his face. She wanted to give him a goodbye kiss but decided to be less intrusive.
"See you tomorrow .. " she whispered and looked one last time into his dreamy eyes.
"See you ..." he replied in a soft and deep voice and followed every movement of the young woman as she left the car.
The cold spring night blew an increasingly strong wind through the streets and let the singer literally sprint to the door. One last time she was looking at the silver Mercedes until she finally opened the door and entered the warm hallway.
When Julia arrived in her apartment she noticed that she was still wearing Dimas shirt. Slowly she pulled it from her shoulders and hung it carefully in the wardrobe. Before Julia went to bed she took some time to take a thoroughly shower. She dried her hairs, brushed the teeth and slipped into her silk white negligee.
Just as she came out of the bathroom and wanted to turn off the light in the hallway, she looked at the wardrobe. The young woman smiled; took Dimas shirt from the hook and went to bed. Julia spread his shirt over her pillow and put her head on it to enjoy every breath in which she could perceive Dimas smell. By the imagination to lay in his arms now let the exhausted singer fall asleep with a smile on her lips.
*listen to the song Mechtateli (in our playlist soon)
Victoria was waiting with her grandmother Larissa at the door already. The girl stretched her hand out to take the little hand of her brother. This was the usual morning ritual of the small family. Hand in hand they made their way to kindergarten. The brunette stood at the door and was waving her hand until she couldnt see them no longer on the stairs. She closed the door and helped her grandmother with cleaning the breakfast table again. Just as she put some warm water in the sink Julia was pushed to the side by her grandmother.
"I'll do this. You have to go soon. Hurry up. Otherwise you'll be late."
Julia smiled lovingly, thanked and gave her a kiss on the cheek for all the support. The singer went into the small bathroom of the family and was looking for her brown braided small basket in which she had kept her make-up since she was fourteen years old.
She used her dark eyeliner to emphazie her blue eyes a bit more and put the small hand mirror and the make up in her handbag. One last time she ran with her fingers through her semi long hairs and pulled some strands in front of her forehead. She said goodbye to the rest of the family; put on a black leather jacket and went out off the flat. The singer stopped in front of the house. Since she couldn't find someone she was checking her iPhone to make sure there was no message left.
With slow steps she was walking up and down a little path next to the house, still a bit nervous to see Dima again but her doubts took control of her emotions. Yesterday evening ended with so many questions again . He was so lovely and romantic. She was still wondering why Dima wants to hide his feelings in public. When he doesn't feel the same for her why he signaled so often that he wants more than just friendship.
A silver Mercedes drove to the parking place which was near the apartment building. The rear window of the car opened and the Dima was waving. Julia smiled. However right now she was more lucky that she doesn't need to wait in the cold anymore. As the man opened the rear door from inside he slid to the other side and welcomed the young woman with such a euphoric tone that no one could tell how close they've been in the studio yesterday.
Julia didn't know whether she should give him a welcome kiss or wait for a reaction of him. She decided to remain passive first and placed her handbag on the backseat. When she felt that he was observing her Julia gave him a expressionless glance and smiled briefly. When the car drove off he was turning on his iPhone again which dissapointed the young woman.
The memories of the previous evening had increased the desire to him. Julia stared silently out the window; dreaming of that he would take her in the arms now so she can close the eyes and relax a bit. While Julia was watching the busy Moscow traffic Dima was talking to his driver. She listened to his voice. When Dima was telling stories, his voice was soft and quiet. The young woman was wondering if she should give him some attention. But she wants to ignore him. She also took her iPhone and replied to messages which she had received in the morning. The cold situation between the two singers didn't change during the thirty minutes drive.
The car was parked on a large back yard. Next to the building there was a narrow hall with large windows which were covered from inside with long black curtains. Four bodyguards accompanied the two Russian superstars into the building. In the corridor was waiting Dimas manager Yana and her husband Evengi. After a warm welcome they received their VIP passes and Yana showed the dressing room. Dima obviously knew more people than Julia. Sometimes she felt kinda needless. Specially because Dima gave her no attention. He seemed to be completely in his life of music again. Julia observed him while he was talking to one of his musicians in the hall. His face was strained and the conversation itself almost a bit silent. His eyes were nervous and not focused on the people with whom he spoke with. He was playing with his iPhone when he constantly turned it from left to right in his palm.
After the meeting with the band members he made his way back to the dressing room. In the corridor Julia met Timat , an old mate from show business. Julia was pleased to see him again and embraced him warmly. As Timati gave her a kiss on the lips,Dima looked at her with a short embittered glance and showed thus that he was not pleased with that contact. A few years ago there were rumors of an affair between Julia and Timati. This was denied by the two Russian singers. Because of the high alcohol consumption at that time their statements were still questionable and remained to be a secret foever. Her heart and mind played with her feelings again. She wanted to talk with Dima but on the other hand she didn't want to be the first one again who's making the first move. That's why she kept on talking with Timati,who was also the biggest rival at this year's Eurovision contest.
When Julia came back into the dressing room she sat down on the white leather sofa which was in the corner and started being busy with her iPhone again. Dima was talking with his manager about the upcoming days. When Yana was asking Julia if they need to pick her up tomorrow, she shook her head with a slight smile.Yana felt that the brunette was hooked and wanted to know if she's okay. Julia was looking to Dima for a brief moment; who apparently was afraid that she would tell the truth.
"I 'm a little bit nervous because of the show ... " she lied and finally shrugged her shoulders with a fake smile. Her eyes went right back to Dima who looked to the floor, clearing his throat and scratched his white sneakers on the floor.
Yana tried to encourage the young woman. But she needed to leave the two singers alone. She had to complete the finaly preperatoins for the performance.
As the door closed there was silence in the dressing room. The only thing you could hear were the countless steps and the noises of conversation in the corridor. Julia stared at her iPhone screen and thought about how she could escape from the unpleasant situation. Just as she had decided to go out off the room again, Dima got up; took off his gray shirt and threw it over the back of the chair and picked up the black ironed TShirt by a hanger, which was haning on a clothes rack.
She looked down at his muscular upper body and needed to breathe deeply.
"Are you really nervous?" he asked suddenly and turned around while he pulled the Shirt over his head.
Since Julia didn't expect a question of him she blinked nervously with her eyes and shook her head wordlessly.
"So tell me, what is wrong with you? Today you are so closed."
Julia frowned and was almost overwhelmed with all of his questions.
"You are the one who's so restrained today. And after what you have said last night it's better I'll leave you alone in public ," it finally bursted out of her.
Dima knelt down again and made a knot in the laces of his sneakers. He finally rested both arms onto his knees and looked at her all confused.
"And then you need to ignore me completely the whole day?" he asked in a serious tone.
Julia shrugged her shoulders slightly and shook her head. She took a deep breath, glancing helplessly at the ceiling.
"I behave like this because you was the one who ignored me first. What should I do? Should I leave you alone? Shall we go on as we did before? First, you're clingy. Then you're taking distance to me again. Bilan, what do you want? Tell me... "
In silence Dima studied the young woman from head to toe. When he was looking in her desperate face he got up and knelt down in front of her. He gently took her hand and looked into the questioning blue eyes.
"Jul. .. " he started his sentence with a deep voice and took one last deep breath.
"I like you very very much and I love to work with you. I love to spend time with you. In privat, as well as in our business. And I enjoy every second with you. But please give me some time. The break up of my girlfriend is also not long ago. Actually after the break I told myself not to join immediately the next relationship. Especially since there are so many rumors since the splitting with my girlfriend. There are many rumors in the media that I use all the women with whom I work. That I have affairs with each of them; which isn't the truth of course. My music videos have been obvious. But that doesn't mean I sleep with every woman from those clips . I want that the people are interested in my music and not for my alleged love affairs and my private life. This all bothers me. So imagine if we would show our feelings in public. The media will confirm immediately all their invented rumours about me. Believe me...since I'm working with you it's so hard to suppress my feelings. I also don't know how to deal with the situation. This is probably a point of my job which I won't be able to deal with... "
Julia smiled meekly and looked at him with a compassionate look. She ran reassuring her thumb over his hand back.
"Why you didn't tell me this before? You can talk about anything with me. I 'm worried and thoughtful when you're so silent. I understand you and I also understand your doubts. I'm sorry when I forced you to something .... "
"No ... " interrupted Dima. "I've told you... I'm happy when I'm with you and I enjoy it."
When Julia realized that he had no other words to describe his fears and doubts she leaned her upper body to him and put both hands on his cheeks.
"In public I'll let you make the first step, okay?" she whispered in a soft voice and smiled encouragingly at him. Dima smiled back and nodded. He was surprised how much Julia understood his situation. One reason for this was surelly that she's also a person in public life and is able to understand his feelings. In his former relationships the topic of the show business repeatedly sparked a controversy. When suddenly the door was opened both singers twitched briefly. Yana told them that they have to perform in ten minutes.By this words Julia took a deep breath and reached out for for Dimas hand.
"Ok...now I'm going to be really nervous," confessed the singer . Dima rubbed soothingly his thumb gently over her fingers.
"We 'll do it. I can feel it.. " whispered Dima encouragingly and showed his cheeky boyish smile again.
"How I 've missed your smile ... " breathed Julia and ran her index finger over his dimples which pierced through his cheeks while smiling.
When Dima stood up he took Julia's hand and together they talked to the backstage area.
Julia took her small hand mirror from the handbag and checked one last time the make up on her face. She plucked a few strands of hairs again; put her mirror back into the handbag and handed these to Yana. Her heart pounded relentlessly. She clung nervously around Dimas arm and tried to control her breathing. Evengi gave the singers a microphone. Dima had to get back his personal white microphone. This was like a good luck charm for him. When he was singing he formally became one with it.
A few minutes later they were called by the jury. One last time they looked at each other. Dima took Julia's hand, squeezed it briefly and winked with an eye. Together they went on stage and the melody of "Back To Her Future" sounded from the large speakers.
The performance of the two singers was successful although Julia felt a little pressure on her chest because of nervousness. During the performance she could sing her parts of the song powerfully. Due Dimas positive charisma she was able to relax quickly.
After their performance they left the stage hand in hand. While they were waiting for the results of the jury the russian superstars decided to dine with Evengi and Yana in a canteen which was also in the same building.
They were showing internet videos and pictures to each other on their smartphones and tablet PCs to loosen a bit of the tension
While Evengi had a conversation with Dima; the two women had conversations about the topic of pregnancy and rising children. Julia was caressing over Yana's belly again and again which already showed significantly small curves of the unborn child. The result for the contest came closer and the participants met up again on stage. The jury selected a total of 25 artist.
At the beginning of the announcement Julia was able to cover her nervousness. When only five more participants were left she clung trembling around Dimas arm again. It would be a positive start for her solo career if she can represent her country at the Eurovision Song Contest. She biten nervously on her lower lip as her rival Timati also had qualified for the semifinals.
There was only one place left which made also the so relaxed Dima a little bit nervous now.
Julia had a moment of doubt. Maybe the jury decided against another appearance by Dima for the Grand Prix. After all he represented Russia already two times in the recent years.
The jury was torturing the remaining participants while discussing a bit before they announced the last winner. Julia clung more and more around Dimas arm and tried to control her shaky breathe. When she heard her name in the end by the jury the two russian superstars cheered extensively.
Dima was completely out of control and embraced his duet partner so much that he even slightly lifted the petite woman in the air. While Dimas manager Yana signed the documents Julia and Dima went back to the canteen where a champagne reception was already prepared for all the winners of the today's evening. Whether you've already a name or being a newcomer in Russia or the international show business. Everyone celebrated extensively and were talking to each other until the late night. Dima and Julia had love to celebrate more with everyone. But in the upcoming days both will have a common busy schedule. On the following afternoon they will sit on the plane to go on tour together.
While Dima had a conversation with Yana and Evengi about the plan for the upcoming days Julia made her way already to the van. When she was walking out of the building a cold wind blew through the streets. Julia crossed her arms; pressed them against her upper body to keep herself warm a bit.With a tense and cold face expression the singer walked quickly toward the Mercedes Van. Dima suddenly jumped in front of the young woman and asked her to stop.
"Jul, you should keep in mind that we have still spring. The evenings are still very fresh..." , he said with a smile and nudged with his index finger on the tip of her nose. He took off his gray training jacket and placed it gently over her shoulders. Julia thanked him with a slightly shy gaze and closed with one hand the jacket which was obviously way too big for her. He put an arm around the waist of the young woman and pulled the hood over her head at the same time. They smiled at each other and made their way to the van together.
Not only his his closeness also her heart was pounding unstoppable again and made the the womans body warmer.
The chauffeur opened the car door for the russian superstars. Dima let enter his duet partner first. When he sat down beside her he rubbed his hands quickly to warm them up again. Julia frowned sympathetically and biten on her lower lip. She slid up to him; took his cold hands and rubbed them slowly to make them warmer. While her fingers ran over his hand back she enjoyed every single touch of his strong hands. He gently took her hand and kissed it gently.
"You have such beautiful and soft hands.. " he flattered and his shy face expression revealed that the redness rose up in his face. Julia was touched by his words. She leaned her head on his strong shoulder and looked at him dreamily and continued playing with his fingers. The rhythm of driving pace reflected the lights of the streets and shown his flawless face. As he also leaned his head against her he began softly to sing 'Mechtateli*', which was a ballad of his latest album. Julia closed her eyes with a satisfied smile and was focused on his gentle and calm voice which even softened a bit the relentless pounding of her heart.
Julia's fingers slid slowly away from his hand and she put her arm around his muscular body. Dima looked down at her and wanted to know if she was still cold. When she nodded he put his arm gently around her while Julia leaned her head on his chest. For the first time she could hear his heartbeat. The brunette had a little smile when the noticed that he was also excited. His heart beating became a little faster when her fingers tenderly stroked along the side of his ribs. She looked up at him and starred in his absent-minded expression. A glance which she has expected. Julia looked at his lips and lifted her head. Her hand wandered away from his ribs; rested gently on his stomach. Her gaze wandered from his lips up into his graceful eyes.
Dima put his hand on the back of her head and pulled her carefully closer until their lips met up. While they were kissing again and again on their lips he put his hand on her cheek.
"I'll miss you, Jul. .. " he whispered and laid his head gently against her forehead.
The brunette stopped to breath for a short moment by virtue of this sentimental words. She was so touched by this situation that it kept her being wordless. Her heart was beating so fast that her body was stunned for a moment.
"But we'll see each other tomorrow again..." she whispered and smiled at him encouragingly. Julia ran her hand through his soft hairs; leaned her head on his chest and clutching one hand on his shoulder. To sit more comfortably she put one leg over his lap while he put his strong arm around the petite woman to keep her as close as possible. The rest of the trip she enjoyed Dimas warmth. The exciting and successful day ended peacefully with unstoppable heartbeats.
The driver parked the car right in front of Julia's house. The woman moved her leg slowly off his leg and looked at him a little sadly. But the farewell wasn't so hard due the imagination to see him again tomorrow afternoon. She grabbed her handbag and stroked one last time over his face. She wanted to give him a goodbye kiss but decided to be less intrusive.
"See you tomorrow .. " she whispered and looked one last time into his dreamy eyes.
"See you ..." he replied in a soft and deep voice and followed every movement of the young woman as she left the car.
The cold spring night blew an increasingly strong wind through the streets and let the singer literally sprint to the door. One last time she was looking at the silver Mercedes until she finally opened the door and entered the warm hallway.
When Julia arrived in her apartment she noticed that she was still wearing Dimas shirt. Slowly she pulled it from her shoulders and hung it carefully in the wardrobe. Before Julia went to bed she took some time to take a thoroughly shower. She dried her hairs, brushed the teeth and slipped into her silk white negligee.
Just as she came out of the bathroom and wanted to turn off the light in the hallway, she looked at the wardrobe. The young woman smiled; took Dimas shirt from the hook and went to bed. Julia spread his shirt over her pillow and put her head on it to enjoy every breath in which she could perceive Dimas smell. By the imagination to lay in his arms now let the exhausted singer fall asleep with a smile on her lips.
*listen to the song Mechtateli (in our playlist soon)
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