Two complete opposite. Two wondering souls looking for a place to belong.
Gianna, 18, is a fragile girl who is longing to be loved. By anyone, brother, father even lover, she is just looking for someone to fill that void she is trying so hard to...
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My eyes flick against the light through the curtains causing me to wake up, I blink several time adjusting to the light. Just as I gain focus my head begins to throb, burying my head back into the pillow I quickly realise that the once soft pillow has became hard and firm and then began moving. My eyes shoot open and I quickly realise the arm wrapped around my waist, I open my eyes slowly turning my head to see Matteo asleep underneath me.
I smile watching him peacefully and this seems to be the first time where the scowl on his face has completely gone, like his mind is completely clear. I look over his face having the time to really study every feature I am going to soak it in as I look ver his eyes nose then reach his lips. My mind flicks back to the moment his lisp touched mine last night, I don't remember much however you could hit me with a bus and I still will revere the way they feel against mine.
"Stop looking at me." he grunts, somehow his voice sexier than normal. Huh thats a new word. But true never the less he is sexy even when just waking up.
"Hey Matteo." I shyly announce I get a hum in response, I continue looking at him however his eyes don't open once. "are we driving back to Florence today?" I ask causing his eyes to open then look down at me.
"Yeah the plan was to drive while everyone else gets the jet." He huffs running his hands down his face. I hum in response snuggling further into his chest as the headache continues to pound through my head. "err you good." he asks running his hand hesitantly over my hair.
"nooo." I whine making him chuckle, "My head is killing." the confession seems more like a self made headache with all the alcohol I consumed last night however I will not take the blame. Its Gios fault for being born twenty-five years ago yesterday and Sia for always encouraging other to drink, basically anyone but myself.
"you left me in my dress." I chuckle however notice that all my jewellery is no longer on as well as my heels.
"I tried to take your makeup off, I had too call my mama for help with that one but I figured you'd be more annoyed if I changed you from your dress than took your makeup off poorly but I tried." he explains and I smile into his chest.
the moment is ruined when the door unlocks and an energetic Enzo and Luce run in the room letting the door slam behind, Mat anticipates the slam as his hands rush to cover my ears however the only shield the noice slightly.
"How the hell you get a key." Mat huffs pulling the sheets higher over our bodies, only now do I really realise the way we look. The position we are as well as them not been able to see that I am still in my dress.
"Well we are brothers. the receptionist was really convinced that I was you when I said I lost my room key." he jokes making me sigh hiding into his chest.
"also don't think we never noticed you two at the club. We saved you the embarrassment of exposing you but pretty much the entire group saw." Luce announces causing a sigh to escape both Matteo and i's lips.
