Fireflies {DAMIANO DAVID FANFICTION}

FOURTEEN

It was 4:15 in the morning when Damiano woke me up. Sweat dripped from his skin, soaked hair hanging in front of his eyes, which gazed into mine filled with wild panic. He breathed heavily, each exhale hitting my skin, causing goosebumps to rise. 

"What, Dami?" I groaned, reaching out to grab the sides of his face. My eyes were still half-lidded, desperate to escape the glaring light his phone screen was emitting. 

"We can't hide this anymore, bella." 

That was all he needed to say. I knew before my eyes even laid eyes on the headline what had happened. Our secret was bound to be short-lived with paparazzi chasing us down the streets, begging for my name, my age, rushing to know who I was. Each knew that whoever was the first to figure that out would have the biggest Måneskin story of the year on their hands. 

I forced my eyes open, glancing at Damiano's phone, which he held uncomfortably close to my face. EXCLUSIVE: Who is Damiano David's New Girl? 

Well, you heard it here first folks. Just weeks after breaking up with model & billionaire heiress girlfriend Corina Candia (whom he had only recently made his relationship public with), Måneskin's Damiano David seems to have a new lady in his life. 

The couple, who have been spotted together around Rome, have yet to speak publically about their relationship. So who exactly is David's new fling?  It took some time to find out, as she doesn't appear to have much social media presence. 

Zola Accetta is a 19-year-old uni-dropout also from Rome. Very little is known about her, as she keeps a low profile, but a source close to Accetta tells us she is "very happy with Damiano." It is rumoured the pair is even living together. They have been seen going back and forth between David's home on multiple occasions. 

What do you all think? Will this new relationship last? Or is Zola Accetta just another addition to the Damiano David Broken Hearts Club?

For the latest Måneskin and Corina Candia news, be sure to give us a follow. 

As we rushed out to Vic's house shortly before sunrise, desperate to end the speculation before it had even really begun, we spotted a few scraggly photographers propped up against the black metal gate at the base of our driveway. As Damiano drove off with me planted beside him in the passenger seat, cameras flashed in our eyes. Bright snaps of light and calls of our names consumed the senses. 

"How do you handle that?" I asked as we pulled down the street. 

"I don't." he gritted his teeth. That was the end of our conversation. 

Vic stands beside me smiling as she runs a brush through my hair. "The light looks beautiful on your face." she smiles. 

"Thank you." I grin up at her. Leo and Damiano stand some feet away, both staring at the screen of Leo's camera. My baby bump, while still small, is definitely present. It's completely on sight now, the skin exposed as the rest of my body is wrapped in white fabric. Undoubtedly, it's early for a maternity shoot, but as we laid beside one another early this morning, Damiano and I came to a conclusion: we cannot wait any longer to announce my pregnancy. The last thing either of us wants is to have it leaked by some stupid online blog. Then, it's out of our control. The thought alone makes my blood boil. The things some people will do for a sellable story is insanity. 

Each time Vic's hand touches my stomach—rather that's to apply oil to my skin or simply admiring—my baby flips and twirls within me, kicking right against her hand. "I'm already your favorite zia, isn't that true?" Vic laughed. 

"We got the pictures, Zola." Damiano nods in my direction from across the patio. 

"Good. Does that mean I can get out of all this junk now?" Damiano clicks his tongue at my words.