Not long after we fell asleep, we were to be awoke again.
"Breakfast." Mafalda says shortly.
I groan and roll into Elios embrace. He nudges himself into my neck.
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Eventually, after convincing from his mother, we come down.
"We are having people over. Be nice." She warns us.
Instead of sitting across from me, Elio sits directly beside me.
"That must be some of the guest." Mr. Perlman smiles as a car pulls into the drive way.
I lean my head on Elio's shoulder, not really looking forward to social interaction at the moment.
Soon, a family comes around the corner.
A tall, fit man with a short beard had his arm around a small petite woman with dirty blonde hair. Behind them stood a boy my age. He was quite handsome, but yet no one could ever compare to Elio.
"Elio, Stella, this is Marco, Luci and Max Harrison." She points to each of them, max being the boy.
Max Barczak as Max Harrison
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Through out the dinner, I catch Max looking my way like Elio always did. I just lightly smile at him.
I knew how Elio got. He was a jealous person. So the second he noticed, I saw him tense.
I rest my hand on his leg and lay my head on his shoulder."I love you" I mumble.
He kisses the top of my head. "I love you too."
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After breakfast, everyone went their separate ways as more people began to arrive.
"Your names Stella, right?" Max asks, coming into the living room where I sat.
"Yep." I smile.
"That's a beautiful name."
"Thanks." I was desperate to change the subject. "So, where are you from?"
"America. California to be exact." He takes a seat in a chair across from me.
"I'm from Maine."
Elio walks in the room and stares at us for a second. I was extremely relieved to just see him.
I jump up and wrap my arms around his neck, pecking his lips as he stares Max down.
"Um... good talk Max. We're gonna go." I say and pull Elio outside with me.
"Why were you talking to him?" He asks as we make our way to where people play volleyball.
"He walked in and just started talking. I didn't want to be rude." I shrug, though he was still tense.
