Marzia and Felix 2: Viral

Marzia and Felix 2: Part Eight

Felix's POV:
I observe the glass in my hand. The bubbly alcohol splashes at the sides on the wine glass as I move the glass in a circular motion.
My throat turns dry as I watch it, so I raise the glass to my lips. I feel the wine pour into my mouth, and a burning sensation sizzles in my mouth. I swallow, and the burning feeling runs down into my stomach.
"Are you enjoying that wine?" Marzia says behind me. I turn around to see her sweet smile.
"Well, the question is, are you enjoying the party?" She laughs, and nods.
"This is great." She says, tucking her hair behind her ear.
"I'm glad. They're all having a lot of fun, too." I say, looking at all the guest. Minx and the others are playing Just Dance, my parents are snacking, Marzia's friends are chatting.
"Yeah... I invited another person, but she didn't show."
"Aw, I'm sorry." I say, placing my hands on her small hips. I watch her hands reach up and I feel her hands around my shoulders. I pull her closer, feeling her body heat. I can feel her heartbeat against my chest. She giggles adorably as I pick her up and setting her down. I try my chin on her shoulder, her scent lingering in my nose. She puts her hand on my cheek and looks my straight into my eyes.
"What would I do without you?" She whispers.
"I would never be happy again." I reply, and kiss her hard. I hear the guest cheer. As I pull away, Marzia pushes her lips to mine again, and we kiss a bit longer. We both pull away, smiling.

Marzia's POV:
I sit on the couch, cheering on Felix, Minx, Jack, Ken, and Cry as they attempt to dance to Just Dance. I hear a knock on the door.
"Pizza's here!" I call, and I reach for the door, I jump in excitement.
"Hey Marzia." Daizo says. I hug her tight.
"Come in!" I say, and she steps inside my apartment. Daizo is wearing a gray sweater with a sequin Peter Pan collar, mom jeans, a brown leather jacket, brown platforms, and a vintage shoulder purse.
"Love your style, Daizo," I say. "Everyone, this is Daizo!"
Everyone yells hi and waves, and I see Daizo's shyness ingulf her.
"It's okay, Daizo! Come play with us!" Jack says.
"No, no, I'd rather not."
"Okay!"
I look at Daizo again, who is sweating blushing.
Suddenly, the door swings open.
"Marzia! I forgot your gift in the car, here you go-" in the middle of handing me the small box, he glances over at Daizo.
"Hi." He says, blushing.
"H-hi." She says, blushing even brighter.
"I'm Aldo."
"I'm Daizo."
"You, uh, sound Italian." He says.
"Infatti, io sono. [Indeed, I am.]" she replies.
"Beh, ti piacerebbe andare fuori woth impiccarmi? [Well, would you like to go hang out?]" He asks.
She smiles and nods, and sits down on the couch, and immediately start to chat. I smile, and look at the box.

Felix's POV:
I walk over to Marzia, sweating and panting from Just Dance.
"What's that?" I ask.
"Oh, a gift from my friend Aldo."
"Well, open it."
She looks at the box, witch is light pink with a baby-blue bow, and Italian words printed on the top.
"Dal tuo caro amico Aldo... It means 'from your dear friend Aldo'." She says, and untied the bow. Her eyes fill with tears as she pulls out a handmade bracelet, with beads that spell Marzia's name.
"My old bracelet..." She says. She quickly turns around and his Aldo tight. I clear my throat in jealously.
"H-How...?" I ask.
"Our Friendship Box."
"You still have that? I thought you dropped it in the river when you slipped on that mud."
He laughs. "I found it a week ago on a sandy shore." Marzia laughs.
"Thank you."
"You're very welcome."
Marzia smiles, and slips the bracelet onto her wrist.
"Looks great babe." I say, putting my hands on her hips.
"Thanks." She kisses me softly.

•••

Marzia POV:
I try my hardest to follow the moves on TV. Just Dance is hard! I glance to my left, and I see Daizo and Aldo close, not moving, but staring at each other. I see them moving closer, until finally their lips connect.

I grin, and look at Felix, dancing fabulously.

I kiss his cheek, and continue dancing.