I Can't Let You Go

Vacation

The summer flew away quite quickly. She met with many of her friends. Finally, the lockdown was over and they could even go on vacation. Emilia couldn't wait to be there. She wanted to leave London behind. She wanted to escape from her own life. No matter how hard she tried to distract her attention... she thought about Kit. A lot. She missed him. His touches, his kisses... the goofing around together things, she hated to wake up without him. She hated not to share her experiences or new tasks with him. And that does not become better as time passed. She could have sworn it was worse day by day. She really needed that vacation. Maybe that is going to help to clear her mind. She checked her phone, Lola wished them a joyful holiday. So she is going to Italy with 3 of her male friends. She rolled her eyes. She already saw the headlines in front of her eyes. Emilia Clarke spending her holiday with an unknown handsome stranger. Daily Mail continuously releases articles about her every time when she meets a friend. What is going to happen now? They are going to write about their orgy? She frowned. She doesn't even care. She is going to enjoy that holiday. No matter what is going to happen. 

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"David! Give it back to me" she giggled and wanted to take the bottle out of his hand. It was their third day in Italy and they had so much fun together but Emilia was... different. She acted differently. It was David's idea to have some fun and drink some alcohol. He thought that is going to help in their mood, but he did not expect that from Emilia. She got drunk quite quickly. 
"It is enough for today." he rolled his eyes.
"No" Emilia pouted. 
"Milly." David shook his head and raised the bottle higher.
"I am not Kit Harington. I can take care of myself and I know my limits." she was clearly drunk. She tried to catch the bottle, but he was too tall. She pulled a sad face and staring at his face.
"It was not me who bring his name up again:" David raised his brow.
"What do you mean?" 
"Emilia I know you. I am glad that we are here together, I saw how hard you try to make me believe it... but... but you think I don't know you?" he leaned back on the couch. 
"You don't. I don't care about Kit." she climbed closer to her friend, and she was still trying to get the bottle of wine. 
"I don't believe you." 
"I call him. I am going to call him." she stood up and pulled out her phone from her pocket. "I ... just listen. I am going to tell him that I don't miss him." her tongue stuttered a bit. "And... that I have the happiest life without him." she pushed the button, and David kept his eyes on her. He was not sure it was a good idea...

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"My head breaks apart" Emilia opened her eyes in the morning. She tried to open it more precisely. 
"You don't often drink, maybe you lost control yesterday." David laughed at her and sat at the edge of her bed. "I brought coffee."
"Thanks." she tried to sit up but her head was killing her. "Did I... drink that much?" she finally could open one of her eyes and took the mug from David's hand.
"You don't remember." David frowned.
"I just know we had some glasses of wine and we were dancing and talking." she tried to take some deep breathes. "Was I ... was I that bad?" she pulled her hair back from her face.
"You were cute. You deserved to have some... click off. Your brain needed that." he laughed a bit. "But... I offer to not check your phone." he sighed. 
"What did I do?" she immediately turned to the counter and grabbed her phone. "No. No no no no," she repeated that word when she spotted the last outgoing call on her phone. "Why you did not stop me? What .... what did I tell him?" 
"As much I heard... you were not kind." he frowned. "then you walked inside the living room and I did not hear the continuation. When I got there you were sleeping already." he placed his hand on her shoulder. 
"Oh gosh," Emilia buried her face to her palms. "You should have stopped me." 
"You are kind of unstoppable when you are drunk darling." he stood up and kissed the top of her head. "I hope you did not forget about or ship tour today."
"No way." Emilia laid back on the bed and pulled the blanket over her body. David continued laughing at her and pulled down the blanket from her. 
"Get up!"