For Your Love. {Damiano David}

Chapter Thirty Four - Are You Ready?

Yeah, yeah listen the flow
It's killing your monsters
I am supposed to take it all
Jump on your floor
His word on your tongue
Remember the words of the king of the north

Dust and fire, hey, hey
Bite like a tiger, hey, hey, hey
We'll make it together, hey, hey
This is the gloria, hey, hey, hey

Dust and fire
Bite like a tiger
We'll make it together
This is the gloria

Dust and fire
Bite like a tiger
We'll make it together
This is the gloria.

00:50

I slide out of the room I just had heated sex in slyly, looking both ways to make sure nobody sees me doing so. I adjust my top and flatten out all of the creases before making my way down the long hallways in Thomas' apartment. I turn the corner into the main room where everyone was still dancing, drinking and socializing happily. I'm immediately greeted by Vic who has an amused expression on her face, one that told me she knew where I had gone and what I did. 

"So Sam huh?" She chuckles, sipping through the straw in her wine bottle. She was always so classy. 

"Yeah, I felt it was about time" I shrug casually, grabbing a drink from the table. I hadn't had sex in quite a few days, obviously it wasn't as good as it had been with Damiano but it would pass the time. I think the last guy I had sex with before Dami was... literally right after I returned to Scotland after leaving Italy. 

At the end of the day... it was just sex and it didn't have to mean anything. 

"He left a few big marks" She points out, lifting her hand to trail a finger over all the mini bruises that were starting to form all over my neck. Shit. "Also... I don't want you to be alarmed but... I think you may have started something" 

What was she on about? Started what?

"What do you mean?" I furrow my eyebrows in confusion, setting my drink back down on the table beside me. She turns around and stares ahead. I follow her gaze curiously and immediately feel my lingering smile falter. Well that didn't last long at all.

I stare ahead at the girl Damiano had pressed up against Thomas' kitchen counter, the girls skirt was up and around her hips with her legs spread apart so Damiano could fit between them as they made out heavily. I watched the way his hands grabbed at her body hungrily, I could feel his hands on my own body although he wasn't even touching me. I was heated with rage but also... weirdly turned on? What the fuck was wrong with me?

"Eve... you okay?" I hear Vic ask me softly, waving her hand over my face. I was more than fine... if Damiano wanted to play this kind of game... well, game on.
I ruffle up my hair quickly and fold up the end of my dress to make it shorter on my body.

"You both are so childish" I watch as Vic rolls her eyes at the two of us before walking over to Reina, most likely to gossip about what she had just encountered. 

I glance around the room quickly and make eye contact with Ethan almost straight away...perfect. With a satisfied smile on my face, I squeeze my way through the crowds of people dancing until I reach the big open window where Ethan was smoking.

"Ciao bella" He smiles at me, immediately handing me a spare cigarette and a lighter. I thank him and light up quickly, wanting to get straight to the point.

"Sei il mio migliore amico, vero?" I ask him. (You're my best friend right?)

"Naturalmente" He nods. (Of course) "Perché?" He frowns curiously. (Why?) I felt awkward asking something like this from Ethan but to annoy Damiano... I knew he would be the only possible option. Ethan was always flirting with me anyway, we had that friendship so maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all. 

"Devo chiederti un favore..." I trail nervously. (I need to ask you for a favour)

"E cioè?" He questions, blowing out cigarette smoke. (And that is?) Oh my... I felt so fucking stupid, Victoria was right. It is childish.

"Ho bisogno del tuo aiuto per far ingelosire Damiano" I blurt out quickly as he cocks an eyebrow at me with a smirk on his face. He stubs out his cigarette and stands up straight, holding his hand out to me.

"Beh, cosa stai aspettando?" He questions smugly. (Well, what are you waiting for?) 
That I didn't know. I take his hand and let him guide me through the crowd, looking around to see where Damiano was and of course he was still against the kitchen counter with the same girl on his lips. Ethan stands us in view of Damiano and smirks as he pulls me against his chest firmly. An upbeat Spanish sounding song was playing loudly over the speakers as we moved our bodies to the music happily. Even just dancing with Ethan was always fun, we just enjoyed each others company like best friends should. 

The beat of the music intensified as I spin around with my back against Ethan's front, moving my ass more to the music as his hands rest firmly on my hips. It catches the attention of Thomas and the girl under his arm to which Thomas hypes us both up, cheering our names as we both laugh loudly. 

"Shake that ass sis!!" Thomas shouts over the music which has me trying to keep myself from laughing. I move my ass more and feel Ethan push himself further against me as he moves his hips casually. 

"YES!!!" Reina cheers, clapping her hands as I glance over at Vic who put a thumb up to tell me we had caught Damiano's attention. I was probably going to regret this next move... but right now I didn't give a single fuck. I turn around and dance my hips into his, staring deeply into his eyes to ask for permission for what I was about to do. Ethan nods slowly and wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me against his lips instead. I kiss Ethan back and run my hands through his long silky hair, drawing him closer to me as I insert my tongue casually. 

I feel a grip around my arm and I'm pulled away from Ethan very quickly, I'm spun around to face Damiano who's face had reddened in anger. Maybe... maybe that wasn't such a good idea. 

"What the fuck are you doing?!" He exclaims, removing his grip from my arm. 

"What did it look like?" I spit rudely in response.

Third person P.O.V

 Damiano shakes his head in shock with a small angry smile on his lips, he had his hands on his hips as if he was trying to remain calm. He was definitely struggling to do so. He couldn't believe Eve would stoop down to the furthest level like that and then continue to act as if her kissing his best friend wasn't a kick in the balls. 

"You really can't just accept what's happened in the past can you? You have to always drop a level lower and have the last laugh don't you? Well you know what? You've had your fun. I'm done with it all, every single thing I do isn't fucking good enough!" He rants, running a hand through his hair. 

"Isn't good enough?! You haven't even tried! You almost had me but you fucked up again Damiano!! By kissing your ex girlfriend! Don't you dare do this, don't you dare make me look like the bad guy again." Eve fold her arms angrily as the other partygoers heads begin to turn over to see what's going on.

"Oh mamma mia, the bad guy?! It's always me who takes the fault for everything, you can't admit when you've done something wrong because you are too... how do you call it?... too fucking proud!" He shouts, flinging his arms around just like a typical angry Italian. 

"You take fault for nothing and you fucking know it! You couldn't even admit to leaving me when I first confronted you about it the first day I saw you again so don't play innocent. You're never going to be innocent in my eyes Damiano because I know you too well for that to be true" She tells him firmly. " I hate you and I hate who you've become" She didn't care if she hurt him with a few words, he broke her heart by his actions and that was enough for her to turn cold. 

"Yeah? Well I hate you too" He spits, turning his back on her while stubbing out his cigarette harshly into the ashtray next to him. He takes the girl he was making out withs hand and pulls her over to the drinks table. With every step he takes away from Eve, both of their hearts feel that familiar horrible tugging as if they were about to lose their hearts completely.