𝙑𝙪𝙡𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 (𝙀𝙡𝙞𝙤 𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙢𝙖𝙣)

13

A week later, and everything was perfect. It was so perfect, that it scares me. Something bad was bound to happen.

I wake up, still in Elio's arms. I smile at him and kiss his cheek.

Eventually, I'm able to slither from his grip and get ready.

I put on one of his white shirts that had some writing on the front I didn't understand, Jean shorts, and converse.

"We have a visitor." Mrs. Perlman comes in and says excitedly.

"Come on Elio. There's someone here." I say shaking him a bit.

He groans and rolls over on his stomach. I sigh and lay on top of him, kissing the back of his neck. "I love you." I whisper in his ear. "I can't express how much I love you." I slide off to the side and he rolls back over with a smile.

"I love you too."

I lean down and kiss him softly.

The door opens, and in comes a tall man with good hair. He wears a blue button up shirt and white shorts.

Elio sits up quick. "Oliver." He whispers.

My jaw drops.

"Miss me?" Oliver asks.

Elio stands and walks over to him. They both stand still for a second, until they embrace each other tightly.

I can't help the smile that comes on my lips. Despite my disliking for Oliver, he made Elio happy.

But then I remember what else he did.

Elio let's go and steps back. Though, there wasn't a smile on his face, which confused me.

I stomp over to them. Elio notices my anger and grabs me by the hips holding me back. I groan. "Elio let me go."

"Calm down. It's in the past." He whispers in my ear.

"Elio. Let me go." I say firmly.

"Don't hurt him."

I roll my eyes. "Fine.

"Oliver, this is Stella, my girlfriend." Elio introduces us. "Sorry... she's um... a bit over protective."

I smile. "The famous Oliver." I shake his hand. "Well, I let you two catch up." I try to walk out of the room, but am stopped by Elio grabbing me.

"Please don't go." He whispers.

I was confused, but nodded, putting my hand on his cheek trying to calm him. "Okay."

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Eventually, after talking for a bit, Oliver goes downstairs.

"I remember everything." Elio says. "I remember that summer so well Stella I-"

"Do you want him back? Because if that's what makes you happy Elio I'll keep my distance." I ask.

All I did care about was if he was happy. Sure, these months have been great, but if there is something that could-

"No. No Stella. Why would you think that? Why would you even say that?" He grabs my hand. "Oliver was good. He was so good.But your more then good. He left Stella. He left and got married. Your here, and your perfect. I never thought about a future with him, but with you that's all I want. I love you more then anyone else in this world. Okay?"

I slightly smile and kiss him. "I love you."

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Elio's POV: