"You have a place in my heart, nobody else can have. And I love you for that, to the moon and back"
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I hear my alarm clock buzzing, for the 5th time. I pull a pillow over my head and dive back in Damiano his arms. He still sleeps. My work start in an hour, but I think I can sleep for another 20 minutes. The hot sun shines into the room. We both have to work this morning, but this afternoon Vic and Ethan are coming over to help us with the house.
"Good morning". I kiss Damiano his chest, while he is waking up. He yawns and stretches. "Don't we have work". His arms are around my neck and he kisses my forehead. "Yea, unfortunately". The room smells like us, the door to the balcony is closed. Only the bathroom is visible from here.
"Should I make you breakfast?". Showered and dressed he steps out of the bathroom while I'm texting my boss I'm 10 minutes later. My boss is like the sweetest women in the world. "Yea thank you baby", I smile shortly.
Damiano and his band are planning an European tour. They won the Eurovision Song Contest last year. The fans are all over the world now. I can't describe how proud I am.
My headache is hurting pretty bad. Dizzy I walk towards the shower. The hot water falls on my body. All the hickeys on my neck are still visible. I'm tired, of staying up until 3 AM. Tired of yesterday, and the real work still has to begin.
"Awh why are you so perfect". A beautiful plate with breakfast is ready for me on the kitchen. Damiano is making a smoothie with strawberry, banana and apple. "Everything for you". He gives me the plate with fresh fruit, a sandwich with avocado and cheese.
He hands me a glass with the smoothie, "you have to stop before I become a spoiled girl". He kisses my forehead. "Than I will keep spoiling you, I have to go baby. See you", he smiles cute and I pull him back to me when he walks away. "See you", I press my lips against his.
I run trough the streets of Rome, my work is only 5 minutes walking away. But I'm late, and need to hurry. I'm wearing a suit, but more in Dami his style. I stole some of his necklaces that were lying on the only desk we have in our appartment.
Wiping the sweat of my forehead, while I run into my boss her office. "I-I'm so sorry I'm late, Damiano and I just moved in togeth-". Michella, my boss turns around. She is a beautiful women, I think maybe 5 years older than me.
Long light brown hair hangs down her shoulders. She starts laughing, "Please Amelie, it's okay", she is more like a friend to me. I work for her since a month. "Thanks Michella". I chuckle. I step towards my own little work space.
"How is your new home?", my boss follows me. She hands me a latte. "It's a lovely place, only 5 minutes from here, and Damiano is the best boyfriend you can share a home with". I start blushing and look down at my desk.
"You really love that singer right, Amelie". I nod heavily. Everyone around us is working, hard. I'm so happy I got the chance to get this job. I made so many new friends. And I learned so much about coffee. "He is amazing, the best boyfriend a girl can wish". She hands me a list.
On the list are all things that need to happen today. She smiles at me and walks away on her black high heels.
While I am writing a mail to one of our suppliers, I'm listening to my favourite song of the band. Damiano his voice runs through my head and the instruments dance in my ears.
"E quindi prendimi, mordimi, toglimi tuttoContinuerò a non avere la paura del buioEd anche quando sarò giù per terra distruttoContinuerò a non avere la paura del buioE quindi sputami, strappami i vestititi di dossoContinuerò a non avere la paura del buioE quindi comprami, vendimi, fammi di tuttoSei soltanto tu ad avere la paura del buio, noi noNoi no, io no, ioPreparo il mio valzer col diavoloDa quando son piccoloPuoi darmi del pazzo, bastardo, malatoIo ci brinderò sopra col vinoSì, brinderò teSì, brinderò te perché so che anche se mi hai odiatoCanterai il mio nome"
Before I know, time has flew away. All the mails I had to send are done. All the appointments I needed to make are made. My playlist from 3 hours finished. And now I'm done. I can go home, to my new house.
Michella stops me when I walk out of the office. "Amelie, can you come in for a second", she smiles friendly and opens the door to her office. My boss points at a chair. I sit down on the dark brown leather seat.
"We never talked about the days you want off, can I put them in the calender so I know when you are gone". In a light blue notebook she writes something down. "Uhm I think in two weeks the band is going on tour, and they asked me to join. So maybe I can put all my free days in 2 weeks". While nodding she writes something down.
"Yes of course that is possible", I tap with my fingers on the chair. Everywhere in the office are pictures from her dog, she told me Clara is really special to her. "So from monday in two weeks you will be free for two weeks". It seems like she is writing a whole book about me going off of work for two weeks.
"Thanks Michella", she opens the door for me and smiles. "See you in two days". My purse waits on me on the floor. "See you in two days". I don't work everyday, but I work 3 days in a week. The other days I'm home, spending time with Damiano, Jacopo or the rest of the band.
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sorry for bad part HAHHAAH just came back from an important national gymnastics competition! I won gold one time, and two times silver!!!!!
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FanfictionI was made for you, Icaro. Those words made him the happiest man alive. And I was made, Amelie. Those words made me the happiest women alive.