Roman Holiday | h.s

Five

It was two days after the fashion show, Anna was at the grocery store with her best friend - a familiar brown haired fellow keeps reappearing in her life and flipping it upside down.

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"So how was it?" Anna's best friend, Sienna, asked her as they strolled around the negozio di alimentari (grocery store). Sienna was staying with Anna in Rome for a few days so they were buying enough groceries for two.

"The date, with your bell'uomo?" (Handsome man) Sienna elaborated when Anna looked confusedly at her.

"It wasn't una data." Anna argued which made Sienna roll her eyes at her.

"It went well, you held hands, it's happening again tomorrow - it was a date, mia amata." (My lovely).

"It's only a date if you label it that way. We only met a few days ago." Anna was trying to defend herself, badly. It wasn't that she was objected to it being a date, because she wasn't - she just didn't want to get her hopes up if he wanted to just be friends.

"I'm one hundred percent sure it was a date. If you're not sure, make a bold move - a kiss or something. If he kisses you back he's interested, if not, what do you have to lose?" Sienna shared her pearls of wisdom with Anna who was pondering it. If the right moment occurred, then she would.

Of course though, at that moment she happened to spot Harry in the store and immediately froze. He hadn't seen her yet, sporting some tan coloured shorts (which exposed a large tattoo of a tiger on his thigh), a loose white shirt, some sunglasses and a cap. He appeared to be on a mission, looking around meticulously as he did so, but then filling a small basket with some water and bananas.

"Bell'uomo alert, look. If it doesn't work out with yours, you could always pursue him." Sienna said, pointing in Harry's direction so Anna slapped her hand down.

"That is the bell'uomo I've been telling you about." She snapped, making Sienna's eyes widen.

"Santa merda!" (Holy shit.) She exclaimed, a little too loudly which caused some elderly customers to swivel their heads around in disgust.

"Scusa." (Sorry) Anna apologised on her behalf and continued to move further down the aisle.

"He's gorgeous." She commented.

"I know." Anna deadpanned, she had noticed that Harry was heading quickly in their direction now - probably thanks to Sienna shouting and had to just hope that she could compose herself for the duration of the conversation.

"Ciao, amore." (Hello, love). Harry surprised Anna by speaking in Italian to her. He greeted her by kissing her cheek, however - he did it partly because he felt bad that he hadn't returned it at the train station.

Anna's cheeks were now a permanent shade of blush pink.

"Fancy seeing you here." He said to her and she let out a little laugh.

"Fancy seeing you here. This is my best friend, Sienna." Anna introduced Sienna and Harry held his hand out for her to shake, which Sienna did (with heart eyes).

"Ciao." She managed to mumble, which he returned.

"What are you guys up to today?" He asked, trying to look at the both of them - but his eyes kept fixating on Anna, and Anna only.