𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄, damiano david

━━𝟔𝟒.𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

We spent the next day walking the streets of London, Victoria went shopping and Thomas had to carry all her bags.

Damiano held my hand the whole time and kissed me as soon as we were waiting for Vic outside a shop.

We were standing on London Bridge, Vic was taking pictures with her phone and Ethan and Sophia were chatting with Thomas when Damiano's phone rang.

I watched him take it out of his jacket pocket and look at the screen in confusion, "It's Marta," he mumbled. The manager of the band.

He greeted her curtly and then turned away from me to speak to her, over the voices of the other people on the bridge I couldn't understand his quick Italian words.

Ethan looked at me questioningly as I walked over to him and the others, "Marta called," I said quickly and he nodded with interest, we all watched Damiano whose face we couldn't see because he was still turned away from us.

"Probably something about the planning for the concert tonight," Ethan guessed and I nodded.

The phone call lasted a few minutes and when Damiano finally hung up and turned to us, he was a little paler than usual.

"What's going on?" Thomas asked loudly and Damiano came up to us, in a somewhat weak voice he said, "Marta just called and told me we got an offer for a huge tour in the U.S.", my jaw dropped, Ethan also seemed to have to realise what Damiano was saying, but Vic screeched so loudly that people turned to look at us.

"Is this really happening?" she asked excitedly, grabbing Damiano by the shoulders, who smiled, looking completely at ease, "I guess so," he said shrugging his shoulders and Vic jumped once in a circle and fell into Thomas' arms, "This is incredible," he murmured and Damiano looked at me.

His brown eyes met my blue ones and I grinned at him, "This is everything you ever dreamed of," I said softly and he nodded, "You're a real rock star now," I then added.

"Don't exaggerate," he said and I grinned again, "I'm proud of you, you deserve it all so much," I then said and put my arms around his neck, from behind Vic came up and hugged us as well and I laughed against Damiano's chest.

In the afternoon we went to eat at a restaurant near our flat and later Damiano talked to Marta on the phone for quite a long time, Vic also talked to her for a few minutes, she was totally excited because a US tour was something like the big breakthrough for the band.

The concert was incredible, seeing the band play live was wonderful and I enjoyed every single second of it, seeing them so happy and in their element.

They belonged on stage and nothing was ever allowed to get in the way of that, including me.

Vic, Ethan and Thomas went to the airport after the concert, we said goodbye with long hugs, Sophia cried because she had to let Ethan go again, but they promised to come back to London as soon as possible, whenever that would be.

Damiano and I took a taxi back to my flat, Sophia stayed with Emma to give us time alone.

It was already dark when we arrived at the flat and I wanted to take a shower before watching a film and ordering food together.

As usual, the warm water cleared my head, I reviewed the day's events and the shower water mixed with salty tears as I thought about the band's US tour.

We wouldn't see each other for a long time, and Damiano couldn't just come to London from the US, it was impossible.

Besides, the time there was completely different, we probably wouldn't be able to talk to each other at all, when he was asleep I would be awake, and vice versa.