Damiano x Victoria
Damiano and Victoria are best friends and has been for many years, but is there anything more that hides behind their friendship?
Read to find out;)
I suddenly got so much motivation, so then I run on with another book !!
(Thi...
So I have to forget about it. He's happy and doesn't want this to ruin anything. I understand him, but now to a certain extent.
We have been informed by our manager, Mattia, that we will be interviewed in less than an hour, so we have to hurry downstairs.
I don't know which company that will interview us because I'm pretty bad at remembering that kind of stuff, but it will certainly be like in all the other countries we have visited after we won Eurovision.
The whole group decides to match today. Giorgia too. She's not even in the band and are not supposed to be in the interview. So what's the point? Show the whole world that she «belongs» to us because of Damiano?
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(They are so damn fine. I'm jealous 🥺)
Polka dots are not exactly my thing, but it will work for today. I stand and study myself in the mirror in Thomas' room as Damiano and Giorgia come walking in.
My eyes go from studying me to studying them from head to toe. How is it possible to look good in a granny shirt with polka dots?
Feel free to call me childish, but I don't want to wear these clothes. Both of them break the little self-confidence I have left.
«Where is Thomas?», Damiano ask and lets out a sigh that tells me he's impatient and that we're having short time to get down to where we are meeting the man who owns the radio program.
«He was going to ask for more toilet rolls. He's probably just around the corner», I smile at him and Giorgia.
«I, on the other hand, have to change top. This one doesn't suit me very well»
You can see in my eyes that I'm insecure. Throughout elementary school, I was called a boy because I wore caps and avoided dresses and skirts. I hate everything that has to do with my appearance.
«No, don't do it. You look good», Damiano says as he checks me up and down with his eyes just like I did a couple of minutes ago. My cheeks turn red and the black polka dot top sticks to my body.
Giorgia doesn't look very happy. He's just trying to be nice. The truth behind it all is the worst. She sends Damiano a few angry glances before she leaves the room.
If she doesn't trust him, why does she leave him in a room with me alone then?
«There she disappeared», I laugh a little to myself. It's the first time I've seen Giorgia so annoyed over him giving a compliment to a girl. Did he tell her anything?
«I think she's bleeding», he lies back in bed and looks over at me breaking down with laughter. Is that the way he explains menstruation? Someone needs to teach that boy to talk.
«You're so bad at talking about girl stuff. I remember the time I asked you to buy pads and you came back with small panty liners and diapers. Was what you said so bad that the person at the checkout thought you had a baby or were you just guessing?, I tease him.
«I've said sorry a thousand times. It was so embarrassing. I've learned it now», Damiano yawns at me. Even his tongue is sexy.
We laugh together for a while about all the stupid things we do before Thomas returns with a package full of toilet rolls. I thought he was just going to get one.
«Why do you have so many?», I'm still laughing at the conversation between me and Damiano.
He looks at me emotionlessly. «The laundry lady didn't bother to give me one, so I had to run down to the store to buy», Thomas points his middle finger at the door.
«Poor little thing», I say pouting my lips at him while I talk with baby language.
Before I can blink I hang over his left shoulder. He spins around and my eyes become more blurred as the speed increases.
«Thomas!! Let me down!», I scream as I hit him on the back to make him put me down.
Damiano sits on the bed and watches ut closely. He looks almost a little... jealous?
Now I'm just dreaming. It's a completely normal look. I have to stop overthinking before I go insane one day.
What I think is that there must have been something between us. We were attracted to each other that night, and I deny that attraction just disappears subsequently.
I know I'm pretending to not make it harder, but what about Damiano? Is he completely honest with himself? I don't know if I will ever get an answer to that.
Maybe the answer is right in front of me, but that I'm too blind to see the little signs?
When I no longer react, Thomas lets me down. Ethan stands in the doorway and laughs a little at our behavior.
«I'm sorry to ruin this, but we have to go now. Mattia is waiting for us in the reception», he smiles and walks down in front of us.
