For Your Love. {Damiano David}

Chapter Fourteen - An Almost Kiss.

*Nonna's house*

19:50

There's a knock at the bedroom door which startles me, I was convinced nobody was home. The door pushes open and Damiano walks in with his leather jacket while shoving his car keys into his trouser pocket. 

"Hey... what you doing?" He questions curiously, noticing I was sitting on the floor with photos surrounding me. I smile over my shoulder at him and hold up the photo of my mum and him sleeping on the sunbeds on the beach. He laughs softly and shrugs his jacket off, throwing it on the bed and sitting down on the floor next to me. I hand him the picture as he gazes over it, a big smile making its way onto his lips. 

"That's the night your dad passed out at the cocktail bar wasn't it?" He chuckles. 

"Yeah... and you and I had to carry him back to the hotel" I smile at the memories. "He didn't drink again for the rest of the holiday after that" 

Damiano smiles again, placing the photo back down into the pile and then picks another one up that had caught his eye. A photo of him and I in the hammock outside the front of our villa with our hats over our faces to protect our eyes from the sun.

"Do you still have that bikini?" He asks me softly as I flick through more of the photos. I couldn't actually remember... that was the last time I ever wore it. 

"I have no clue, I did throw a bunch of clothes out a while ago... why?" 

"I loved it on you. Hai sempre guardato così angelico" (You always looked so angelic). I always hated myself in it... I always thought white didn't flatter me at all. 
I turn my head around steadily to face him, our faces ending up inches apart which we both didn't expect. My body begins to feel like it was overheating as the room got hotter with each second we got closer.

Damiano glances down at my lips and then glances back up into my eyes, our heads were moving towards each other slowly. We... we couldn't. We couldn't just kiss like that. 
That would just take us back to the start and I didn't know if I could do it. I wanted him but at the same time I couldn't think of anything worse. I pull my head back quickly, realizing if we did, it would change everything. 

"I'm sorry... I-I can't" I shake my head, standing up from my spot on the floor. He looks up at me worriedly and stands up beside me.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to.."

"No. No it's okay, it was both of us" I reassure him, nodding my head. We both stand there in an awkward silence, not knowing what to say to one another.

"Well I better tidy these erm... photos up" I cough awkwardly, sliding past him to gather handfuls of them at a time.

"Okay... well I'm gonna put Alessia to bed" He nods, rubbing the back of his while not being able to look over my way. I hear the bedroom door open and close behind me as I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. 

Great... now things were just going to be uncomfortable all over again. That's just what we needed right now. 

20:20

I walk down the stairs quietly, holding onto the railing so I wasn't to wake Alessia who had fallen asleep almost right away. I make my way into the kitchen in complete darkness and grab a bottle of my nonna's finest red wine from the rack, pouring myself a rather large glass that was very much needed. 

The first sip going down was the best possible feeling in the world. I put the wine bottle in the fridge to keep it chilled and head across the hall to the living room where I found Damiano fast asleep on the sofa, hugging one of the sofa pillows against his chest. I didn't hear him come down here, I thought he had gone straight to his room after putting Alessia to bed. He was snoring softly and the sound made me incredibly nostalgic from all the late nights we had together all those years ago, he was always so fucking cute.
I walk around to the front of the couch and smile down at him softly. I place my wine down on the coffee table and grab my Nonna's blanket from the back of the other couch, placing it over him, tucking him in carefully so I wasn't to wake him up. I grab the remote and turn the quietly placing television off before leaning down to kiss his forehead goodnight. 

"Goodnight amore" I whisper.

November 9th 2020.
10:35am.

"Alessia! Breakfast!" I shout loudly so she could hear me from upstairs. She had gotten both Damiano and I up at the early hour of six because she was convinced there was a monster underneath her bed so I took her back into my bedroom and we fell asleep for another hour before waking up fully. Let's just say a large coffee was needed.
The sound of her footsteps running down the stairs could be heard echoing around the house as I smile to myself while rolling her fruit and Nutella filled crepes up. I glance up to see her rush into the room, an excited look on her face seeing as she could smell the crepes. 

"Morning bug" 

"Morning Sissy, is there Nutella in them?" She asks me sweetly, referring to her breakfast.

"Of course there is" I chuckle, picking up the two plates and handing them down to her. She thanks me quietly and focusses on carry them both carefully across the hall to the sittingroom where Damiano was watching TV. I grab my own plate and the two cups of coffee I had made before following my little sister into the room. I walk in to see her reaching Damiano and handing his plate over to him.

"Ah grazie Sia" He grins, placing the remote down and taking the heavier plate off of her. He turns to look up at me and says "Grazie Eve"

"Non c'è problema" I smile in return, sitting down beside Alessia who was between us both. I help Alessia cut her crepes into smaller bites so she didn't make a big mess on the sofa and then begin on my first meal in less than two days. I was starving. 

"Your papa phoned me this morning asking if we wanted to go visit Nonna at the hospital today? How does that sound Sia?" He glances down at her while sipping his hot coffee. She nods slowly, really getting herself into those crepes.

"Slow down bug, you're gonna make yourself sick" I laugh, brushing some hair out of her face. I had a nerve... my whole plate was finished in two minutes flat.