Chapter 6

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POV Danielle
"Why are your so good to me?" I ask the beautiful brunette next to me who just pulled on the highway.
"Because you deserve it, Bella"
"Let's be honest, I just caused you chaos until now."
"No, that's not true. I am happy to help you in any case because spending time with you makes me very happy and I really appreciate you and it's even better that I can help you while I get to be with you. So just accept the fact that I'm there for you. From now on always"
That made my eyes a little teary. She looks at me from the side, as good as it is possible while driving.

"Oh, Bella. Don't cry mia piccola principessa." (my little princess)
Stefania puts her hand on mine, which is currently on my thigh, and she gently squeezes it.

After about one hour we take a short break because I have to pee. I have to admit, I have a really weak bladder.

After I finish my business, I see Stefania and Jeff running around that little grass area. I lean against the only tree there. She is wearing black jeans, a light brown top with the writing           love wins on it and she has got a black leather jacket and boots on.
I am standing there for like a few minutes, admiring her everything until she eventually notices me.
"How long have you been spying on us?"
"I don't know, I got lost of the track of time. The great view was irritating, you know"
"Got it, giullare. Come on, Jeff" (jester)

"No, I wanna hold her" Stefania was just about to put Jeff back on the backseat area.
"Please" once again, I put on my pout. "Por favore"
Stefania glares at me with wide eyes. "Okay, you convinced me. That was impressive, Bella. You even pronounced it the right way. I am proud of you."
"Yes, I looked it up before. I knew I could use it sometime but I didn't expect to need it this soon."

I sat down in the car and Stefania puts Jeff on my lap. I am excited like a little child that gets to hold a dog for the first time. In my defense, I have never had my own dog.
I pet her gently and she immediately relaxes. Stefania starts the car, gives me a soft smile, and starts to drive.


POV Stefania
"Are you ready?" Danielle asks me as we stand in front of the door of her grandma's house.
"Are you ready?" I ask her back.
She knocks at the door and takes a step back. I just hope it is not her dad opening the door.
She is on my right, a little further ahead than me. She reaches her hand back without looking or saying anything so I grab her hand and stroke the back of it with my thumb.

"Hi, Dani!" Stephanie says as soon as she opens the door. She pulls her sister into a hug and Danielle lets go of my hand. "Happy, happy birthday sis" Stephanie looks at her happily.

"Stefania! Nice to finally meet you. I have heard so much about you!" I look at Danielle real quick before giving her sister a hug. "Happy birthday. It is good to see you."
"Thanks! Oh, and who is that little girl. You must be Jeff." Stephanie pets her. "Cool name choice, by the way," she says to me afterward.
"Ok, I have to calm down a bit, sorry."
"Oh, no you are fine," Danielle says.
Stephanie continues: "I have to tell you that we only have one room left. So, whether you two sleep in a room together or I can just uhm- book you a hotel room real quick. There is one-"
Danielle interrupts her: "No, no, it is okay. We'll sleep here."
"Alright. Now, come in" We thank her as we go into the house.

Danielle and I walk along the big hall as she looks at me. "Are you okay?"
"Of course, Bella"

I came actually with her to give her the comfort she needs but now she is more concerned about me. That's really sweet of her, though it is a bit confusing.
She takes my hand again. I don't know the intention of her but as long as she feels good, I am okay with it.
Her sister went upstairs and told us to go to the living room to their mom before our room's ready. It is a big, bright living room and the dining room is right next to it. There is a beige armchair, a couch with baby blue pillows on it and the floor consists of white carpet.

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