𝙑𝙪𝙡𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 (𝙀𝙡𝙞𝙤 𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙢𝙖𝙣)

8

~vulnerable~
8:

Oliver has always been a sensitive subject. He was Elio's epic love. Elio will never forget him. Never.

There is a difference between the love he has for me and Oliver. Oliver, was the forbidden. I don't know what Elio feels for me, but it's more then lust.

We understand each other considering how long we have known each other. We connect on such a deep emotional level, that we can almost feel what the others feeling.

"I would." Luca says.

I squeeze my fist tighter. "I don't care. Now if you'll excuse me, I have somewhere I need to be." I stand and walk out.

Elio was walking in just at the right time. "Hey." He says.

I look back. "Um. Hi."

There's a short silence between us. "Um. I think I should go." He says.

"Wait." I stop him. "Why?"

"You obviously don't want me here." He looks me up and down.

My mind is racing and my heart is pounding. I grab his arm and lead him to a alley way.

"What makes you think I don't want you here?" I ask.

"You just- I thought- maybe you lied earlier." He says getting flustered.

"I don't lie about those things Elio. I enjoyed it. Really. And I love you. So much."

He stares at the ground for a second. "I- love you too."

My cheeks get red and I can't help but smile. "Your everything to me-"

"Hey wait!" Someone yells. Luca runs our way.

Elio sighs dramatically. "What?"

"I wanted to invite you to another party. Tonight. Eight. My place." He says.

"Sure. Now we have to get going." I say pulling Elio away.

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We stand in his backyard, hand in hand, looking at everyone dancing.

I came in a dark red tight fitting dress. He wore a plain black shirt, tucked into jeans with converse.

"Why did we agree to this?" He asks me.

"Cause it will be fun. Let loose." I smirk.

"Hey! Stella! Over here!" Luca calls.

I kiss his cheek and drag him my way. We were soon pulled apart by Marzia.

"Hey!" I exclaim. But before I can protest, I'm in the arms of Luca.

"Hey I was wondering if I could talk to you for a second. It's about Elio.." he says.

I cautiously nod and follow him into his house. We sit on the couch alone.

"Go on." I say waiting for him to tell me.

He takes a deep breath and suddenly I'm nervous. "I saw Elio in town the other day with Marzia. They were.... being well.... touchy."

"Why should I trust you?"

"Why would I lie about this? They made out. And- I just want to let you know that I don't think you should get serious with him."

It's not true it's not true it's not true it's not true.

"Shit. Don't look now." He says.

I look through the sliding glass door, to see Marzia and Elio engulfing each other into a deep and passionate kiss.