Run - A Eurovision story - Måneskin/ Damiano David fan fic

You're my drug

Suddenly we heard people calling our names and we broke away from our hug. 'Damiano David! Valentina Morelli!' the voices called as a group of people made their way towards us both. Paparazzi. We exchanged a look and jumped up off the bench. We ran. Hand in hand to make sure we both got away we ran. Laughing and running as fast as our legs would carry us.

People all over the streets started recognizing us and coming towards us. Don't get me wrong I love my fans and I love taking photos and talking with them but not today. Not after I just opened up to Damiano. 

We kept running until suddenly I felt myself get pushed up onto a wall. I looked at Damiano who had just led me into an alley hoping we would be in the clear here. We stood there looking into each others eyes and breathing heavily. I didn't realise how close we were. I could feel his breath on my neck. 

I stared into his eyes and he did the same to me. His eyes flicked from my eyes to my lips. His lips crashed into mine and my back hit the wall, hard. My arms immediately wrapped around his neck as I returned the kiss. His hands made their way to my waist and his tongue slipped into my mouth, deepening the kiss. 

We both pulled away slightly to catch our breaths, our foreheads still pressed together. Our eyes still fixed on each others. 'Did you catch that?' 'They kissed!' 'This is going to make headlines!' 

We heard the murmurs and turned our heads slowly, the sides of our heads still pressed together. We stared at the paparazzi for a moment before Damiano bent down in front of me. 'Hop on' He exclaimed and I did. 

He started running past the paparazzi, me on his back. That's when my phone rang. 'Shit my interview!' I exclaimed as I seen the time. 'Hello...' I spoke into the phone. 'Valentina Morelli! Where on earth are you! Your interview is in a half an hour!' Joanne shouted back at me. 'Okay say goodbye to my eardrums' I said sarcastically. 'Now is not the time for jokes! I am standing outside the hotel, your bus is here to take you to the ahoy arena.' Joanne stated seriously.

'I can see you.' I replied as we neared the entrance to the hotel and hung up the phone. I quickly hopped off Damiano's back and looked at him for a second before saying. ' Ancora una volta mi dispiace Damiano, ma era la mia unica opzione in quel momento.' [Again I'm sorry Damiano, but it was my only option at the time.]

I gave him a weak smile and headed towards my manager. 'Aspetta Val, possiamo parlare più tardi?' [Wait Val, can we talk later?] Damiano asked grabbing my arm. 'Sure, I'll see you at dinner later.' I answered before walking into my bus to head for my interview.

'What happened with you the sexy Italian?' Lucy grinned as I sat down next to her. 'I needed to explain something that happened when I loved in Italy.' I answered quickly. 'Oh come on, you were on his back. I seen how you looked at him.' She added. 'Nothing happened.' I replied turning my head to look at her. 

'OH MY GOD VALENTINA MORELLI DID YOU MAKEOUT WITH HIM?' Lucy shouted at me. I stared at her taken back a bit with her observation 'What- no of course I didn't-' I said quickly. 'I'm a makeup artist love.' She pointed out. 'Your lipstick, its messed up' she added with a smirk before fixing it. 

I felt my heart race as I recalled our kiss. I missed his touch, his taste, his look. I missed him. He wanted to meet later. I bit my lip wondering about all the delightful reasons he may want to meet. Then my stomach churned and my heart dropped.

What if he regretted it? Was he going to tell me he still hates me for leaving? That he never wants to talk to him again? That our kiss was a mistake? An in the heat of the moment kind of thing?

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Valentina's mind was running wild, she kept thinking of all the horrible reasons that Damiano wanted to meet with her later. That was until she was interrupted, more like saved by Joanne. 'We're here, come on girls.' She announced as she walked off the bus, followed by Valentina and Lucy.

The walked through the arena, taking it all in. Before they reached the room where the interview was being held. 'Okay, Valentina Morelli, go through that door and you can take a seat for your interview.' A staff member told Valentina and pointed to the door.

Valentina made her way through the door and took a seat and people started asking questions. Mainly about her background and if she's happy to be participating in The ESC. 

'What is you relationship status with the vocalist Damiano David of Maneskin?' A young man asked which took Valentina by surprise. 'I have no relationship with Damiano David.' She answered quickly and looked towards another person in the crowd. 

'Then could you explain these photos?' The man continued, holding up his phone with photos of Valentina and Damiano. One of which included their kiss. 'We met outside the hotel and were both going on a walk, so we decided to go together so that we could get to know each other. Nothing more.' She exclaimed. 

'Was this kiss you too just 'getting to know each other'?' The man questioned even further whilst holding up the photo of the pair kissing. 'It's just the camera angle.' Valentina objected. 'Now if you wouldn't mind can we talk about the contest and my singing career other than my personal life.' She added.

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'I can't believe the nerve of that man! So what if I did kiss Damiano? It is my life and is frankly none of their business!' I complained to Lucy on our way back to the hotel. Joanne was calling multiple websites to get rid of those photos of Damiano and I as it would cause a lot of drama for the both of us.

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'can we go to dinner now? I'm starvingggg' Lucy explained as I changed into a more comfortable outfit. 'When aren't you hungry.' I laughed and she rolled her eyes. 

We both made our way to the UK and Italy table, where the band was already sitting. I was taking a seat next to Victoria and Lucy when Damiano pulled me into the seat alongside his. 'I have to talk to you.' He whispered in my ear causing me to shiver. 'Then talk.' I responded, not looking at him. 'Not here.' He said softly before pulling me up and holding my arm, leading me to the bathroom.

'You'd rather talk in the bathroom than out there, really?' I questioned. 'Shut up and listen to me.' He spoke seriously. And so I did. 

'You hurt me. You really hurt me Val... But I still love you. I never stopped. No matter how much I want to trust you I just can't. So we need to keep our distance.' My heart dropped. He wants me to stay away...but how can I when he's all my heart wants? 'No matter how much I miss you and having you in my arms we need to keep our distance.' He finished.

He moved closer to me and wiped a tear off my cheek. 'Why are you so hard to walk away from? It's been years yet my heart only beats for you...' He whispered and cupped my face with his hands. 

He pressed his lips on mine softly. I kissed him back. The kiss was full of lust and passion.  I parted my lips and he slipped his tongue in my mouth deepening the kiss. He moved his hands to my hips to my bum and I jumped, wrapping my legs around his torso and my arms his neck. 

He placed me on the counter and stood between my legs, placing small kisses on my neck. 'cazzo non dovrei farlo...' He whispered [fuck I shouldn't be doing this...]

But he continued to kiss my neck down to my collarbone. Leaving hickeys. 'I really shouldn't be doing this... Dio cosa mi stai facendo amore...' He sighed. 'Sei la mia droga.' He confessed. [god what are you doing to me love][You're my drug]

'E tu sei mio.' I added. [ And you're mine]