I ᴡᴀs ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ﹣ DAMIANO DAVID

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟕

"When the sun shines, we shine together. Told you I'd be here forever"

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I wake up, all covered in sweat. The worst nightmare came through me tonight, but it was also weird. There was a huge bird who followed me. Damiano was on his back and wanted to kill me. I open my phone. In two days we leave for the tour. My body shakes. Yesterday Victoria and I finished the house. The only thing we still needed was a table to eat on. And now we have a light brown table.

Damiano lays on the other side of the bed. He lays on his left side so I can't see his face. From behind I wrap my arms around him and kiss his cheeks. His eyes are opening, slowly. "Let me sleep", he pushes me away. I raise one eyebrow, "I had a really scary nightmare". He sighs, and turns around. "Come here", I breathe in his smell.

I wrap my legs around his body. "About what did you dreamed?", he says, chuckling. "You were trying to kill me, on a giant bird", I giggle. He also starts laughing. "What?", I kick him against his knees.

"Don't laugh, I can't control my dreams". I shiver. "I'm cold", I say, Damiano sighs. He wraps a grey fluffy blanket around us.

He messes with my hair, while I kiss his hand. "Can we stay in bed all day", he pulls my naked body against his chest and kisses my cheeks. I push him away and smile like a slut. "I thought you wanted to sleep"."Sleeping is also staying in bed", he smiles and bites in my lip.

He holds me and we kiss each other on the lips, gently. "Are you guys going to the studio today?", I yawns. Damiano groans, "no, but we have a meeting at one of our houses, just to dicuss some things about the tour". He sounds like he is tired, and he just wants to sleep for the next two days. "Invite them here".

I look at our room, we never clean it. Well we clean it but there are clothes and underwear everywhere. "We first have to clean this room", he chuckles in my ear. "You are the lady, can you do it?". I slap him in his face. "It's 2022, no you are helping me".

Together we clean the room, Damiano thinks everything is gross. "Is this yours?", he points at a yellow string before he grabs it. "No I think it's yours", he throws me the string. I sign. "Okay Damiano, just get out and let me do this. You are annoying". My boyfriends drops all the clothes. He walks away and slaps my ass.

I could be one of the real housewifes. While my boyfriend is looking at the TV. I stretch my back. It hurts. After I put all the laundry in the washing machine, I jump on the couch next to Dami.

"If I die on my 32th because of reumatism, you might regret not helping me clean this place". I grin. Damiano doesn't clean, he only cooks. Which is so sweet, he is the best cook ever.

"I cook, don't push it". I lay down my legs on his lap, he watched a stupid reality show. "Dami, please why do we watch this?". He throws a pillow from our new dark green velvet couch. I hide my face in it.

"Vic, Ethan and Thomas are coming over in an hour or something, I don't actually know", he sounds kind of unintrested. My phone lays on the glass table in front of the couch, I search for Jac his number. "I'm inviting Jac too". He sighs. I slap my boyfriend at his chest.

The phone rings 8 times before he picks up. My best sounds tired. "What?", he yells at the phone. "Someone is clearly annoyed, I was just wondering if you want to come over, the band is coming too". He groans.