For Your Love. {Damiano David}

Chapter Sixty Nine - Love U. *SMUT*

Didn't mean to send the same text twice.
But are you okay for the third time?
Wonder what you think about at night
Wondering if you're alright.

Take it slow
You don't gotta tell me
I just wanna know
If you need me to call you maybe
It's alright if you don't

I love you
I love you
I miss you
I miss you

When everything feels like it's torn apart
Look to the moon and now you're in my heart
When it rains just try to wash it away
And know that I'll be waiting

Take it slow
You don't gotta tell me
I just wanna know
If you need me to call you maybe
It's alright if you don't

I love you
I love you
I miss you
I miss you.

01:25

I shut the door to my bedroom after saying good night to Jazz who was pretty fucking drunk. I had decided to stay sober so I could have this chat with Damiano... I know... it's crazy that I managed to only have a single glass of wine the entire night. I was proud of myself.

I sigh tiredly while shrugging off my silver blazer. I throw it over onto the couch and begin to strip down completely until I'm left standing in my matching hot pink laced bra and pants. I grab my phone from the pocket of the blazer that was on the couch and walk over to my bed, making myself more comfortable. 

I press his contact and sit cross legged on my mattress as my phone rings out on speaker. Hmm... why wasn't he answering? Shit Eve... it'll be half two in the morning over there, there was no way Damiano was still up at this ti...

His face pops onto the screen and he looks tired. His eyes were squint and his hair was all ruffled up sexily. Focus Eve. 

"Amore?" He questions in confusion, turning the lamp on by his bedside table so I could see him clearer. 

"Oh sorry, did I wake you up? I sent you a message saying I was going to call you a few hours ago" I mention. 

"Oh right... I fell asleep after I tried to call you earlier" He tells me. "Why haven't you been opening my texts?"

"Because I was angry at you Damiano... I have things to do and I can't afford to just be in a bad mood the entire time because of a fight with my boyfriend" I stand up with my phone and walk over to my window to light a cigarette. 

"I understand that amore but I was worried about you... and about us. I just wanted to know if you were okay" 

"I appreciate that Damiano, I do. I just needed some time you know? I was hurt"

"I know baby... and I am very sorry for the things I said. I was hurt at the thought that you weren't coming home for Christmas and I took it out on you which wasn't fair at all. I'm so sorry baby, I'm sorry it's taken me so long to see how truly happy and confident this band has made you" He smiles full heartedly. I could tell this time he meant it.

"It's okay baby" I grin, nodding my head. "You know... I kind of wanted to show you some of that new found confidence" I mention. He cocks an eyebrow curiously with a smile.

"Oh right... how are you going to do that amore?" 

I stand up from the sofa with my cigarette hanging out my mouth as I lean forward to place my phone down on the ledge, exposing my barely covered body. I watch his mouth drop as I stand back from the camera with a sly smile.

"Amore..." He trails breathlessly. "God, I fucking miss you" 

I smirk as I reach around to the back of my bra and unclip it effortlessly, pulling it from my chest and throwing it across the room. "You have permission you know" I chuckle, blowing out a cloud of smoke.
I watch his hand move down underneath the covers, I turn around to show off the fabric fitting perfectly between my cheeks. I slowly pull them down and shake my hips to get them off completely, Damiano always loved it when I would shake my bum or hips. It could literally be the most normal situation as well, I could be dancing in the kitchen to some music with my hair in a messy bun while I eat Nutella from the spoon.