Oh mon Dieu! - Damiano David

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May, 2018

     After everyone got up, and Margot assisted Ethan with making breakfast, she was on her way home to sleep some more and get ready for her late-night swim with Damiano. She parked her car in her driveway and was greeted by Tivoli and Vittoria as she was watering the plants at the entrance of the house. Margot got in, took a shower, and immediately changed into her swimwear and positioned herself on the floatie at the pool with a glass of Bellini as she admired the scenery around her. Her lyrics notebook was in her hand, as well. Hoping that lyrics would come to her. In the distance, she could see the house where Maneskin were staying. It was too far for her to see if anyone was outside or not, but it was close enough to see.

Margot started thinking about the last two days. It has literally been two days since she came to Italy, and she already had friends. She already took liking to them and hopefully they liked her back as much as she did them. Even though it has only been a day and a half since she met them, Victoria always hugged her, Ethan always challenged her thinking and Thomas always made her smile. But Damiano... He always gave her butterflies. She didn't' know what it was about him, and she knew she wasn't going to find out anytime soon! One thing she knew was that something was going to come out of it...

Thinking about Damiano made her be more inspired to start writing... Maybe a quick single can come out of her just looking at his eyes...

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After Margot left, Damiano was sitting down with Ethan, drinking a cup of coffee, and smoking a cigarette. They were conversing about everything and Damiano noticed that his friend was hinting at something about Margot. He would tell him Margot this and Margot that. How he listened to Margot's songs, and how he Googled her before she arrived. If someone heard him from the outside, they would think that Ethan was the one interested in Margot and not Damiano, even if he would not admit that to himself.

After everyone got over their hangover, had their second coffee and a cigarette, they went to their studio to practice and hopefully write stuff for their new album. Victoria laid on the floor with her feet propped on the wall and her guitar in her hands strumming slowly and trying to come up with a melody for some lyrics Ethan came up with not long ago. On the other side of the studio, Thomas sat on a chair, his guitar on his chest and his legs on Ethan's lap as Ethan sat behind his drum set, both watching Damiano pace up and down the studio, reading the notebook where the lyrics were scribbled down. Both were hoping that he would not fall after tripping on the many wires all over the floor.

That was highly possible because his mind was not present and focused on the notebook in his hands, but on the pair of sparkling eyes that he looked at all night as her name was circling in his head. Margot, Margot, Margot...It has been only two days and he was enveloped in her completely. He could not wait to see her tonight, embrace her and take her on an adventure. He did not have a convertible like her so he would not have the pleasure of watching her hair being blown by the wind. Should he bring a picnic basket in case they decide to munch on something. What would she like to snack on? She obviously is French, so he was thinking a baguette, but where would he find a baguette this late in the day. All the good bakeries were sold out of their good by 10 in the morning. But then he remembered, she was a small part Italian and ate his food with joy yesterday evening. So, he decided to do what he knows best... His mother's classic bruschetta, some courgette fritters, and a quick chocolate budino that he hoped he had time to make after this session is over.

All members could notice that Damiano was not in the right headspace to fully help them progress with Ethan's lyrics, so they decided to be done for the day. Damiano told Margot he would pick her up at 10pm, and it was currently 6pm. He got in the kitchen, prepared dinner for his friends and started making the dessert. After hanging out with Margot yesterday, he knew she had a sweet tooth and prepared extra pudding for both. After finishing everything, it was already 9pm, enough for him to have a shower, get ready and drive down to Margot's place. He put on a white short sleeved button up and his swimming trunks. A few spritz of his intoxicating cologne, and he was ready. His hands were sweating while he drove. When he arrived, he got out and went to her door, knocked, and waited patiently for her to appear.

A few seconds after, he heard footsteps and a loud man speaking in French, the door got yanked open and a frantic Margot opened the door with her phone facing her as she ushered him in. she wore a long summer dress as her hair was up in a messy bun, curls falling all over her face. Damiano was confused what was happening but got in regardless. Margot took him to the seating area and offered him a seat as she continued listening to whatever the man was saying over the phone. By the way she was holding her phone, he guessed she was on facetime, and when he said "papa" he knew she was speaking to her dad. His French was fast, as well as hers. non the less, Damiano did not know French and could not understand a word they were both speaking. Margot offered him a small apologetic smile as she ran around the living room, collecting bits and pieces from her living room like keys, wallet, and the most important thing a wine bottle and two glasses for wine.

"D'accord papa, je dois y aller maintenant. Embrasse mon bebe pour moi. Je T'aime papa!" – she blew a kiss to her phone and Damiano heard "Je t'aime aussi Margot, mais..." – and before the person the the other end can continue, she shut her phone off and threw it in her bag. She sighted and turned around towards Damiano flashing him an apologetic smile. "My dad..." – she whispered softly. "No problem..." – Damiano whispered back. They both continued looking at each other, Margot standing on Damiano's right over her purse as he was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed. Both not wanting to break eye contact, but eventually they had to if they wanted to make it to the beach. Margot smiled at him. "All right then, shall we go now?" – she spoke normally and smiled at Damiano. He agreed and they both left to go towards Damiano's car.

Margot locked her front door and Damiano guided her towards his car, opening the passenger seat for her, both exchanging pleasantries. He took off towards the high road as they both conversed and listened to whatever was on a random Italian radio. Both enjoying their time together. Both itching to connect their hands in the middle. As always, Margot admired the scenery around as they drove, despite being night-time and barely visible. When they arrived at the beach, Damiano parked near it. He took out the picking basket packed with food and a few blankets for both to sit on and cover themselves with. He looked towards Margot, and he saw how much her eyes carried happiness as she admired the beach. "You might not eb able to take me away from this place!" – she confessed to which Damiano chuckled at and put a hand on her waist to guide her further down the beach. Both took their shoes off and felt the cold sand between their toes, Damiano's hand still guiding her.

They decided to sit down a little away from the splashing waves so their stuff would not get wet from them. They set up everything and plopped down on the blanket. A breeze was blowing both as they enjoyed their company. "Let's play truth or dare!" – Damiano suggested to which Margot nodded enthusiastically. "I want to start first! Damiano, truth or dare?" – Margot got excited. "Truth!" – Damiano challenge and got an eyeroll in return. "How old were you when you had your first kiss?" – she started lightly. "I was 14! Margot, truth or dare?" – he continued. "I will follow you and say truth as well." – she replied. "How did your last relationship ended?" – he asked. "We did not click. We both wanted different things, and what I did not have he decided to look for in other women." – she gave him a disappointed sad look. He felt her pain and related to it. "My last relationship ended like that, as well. She did not like the fact that I entered the X Factor and told me that I was just going to embarrass myself. After she saw that she could not change my mind, I caught her with another guy when I had a small break from the X Factor house." – he told his story. Margot, decided to be bold and walked on her knees towards him, embracing him. This took Damiano by surprise, but he quickly retaliated and embraced her back. This was different from their previous embraces. It was filled with compassion, warmth, and endearment. Her hands were around his neck, head buried in the crook of his neck, while his hands were around her back, pulling her slightly closer to him as he buried his head in her hair.

Damiano was the one to slightly break the hug, as he turned around and whispered, "Ready to get in the water?" – Margot pulled back with her hands still around his neck "You bet!" so the fun begins...