I ᴡᴀs ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ﹣ DAMIANO DAVID

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟏

"You make me feel special, you make me feel like I can do everything I ever dreamed of"

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It's insane how fast time can go, it feel like yesterday when we were in the plane on our way to Paris. And now Leo and I are watching one of the last songs, from the last concert. In beautiful Warsaw. The last concerts is always hard. That is what Damiano told me. Tomorrow we fly back home, back to my work, back to chili, back to Jacopo. I missed them all, we were gone for a month. Not for two weeks like I told my boss. I called her, but she was okay with it.

"Can you record the last song, I need to go use the bathroom", Leo hands me his camera and runs away. Their last song just started and as fast as I can, I prepare the camera.

"Quindi tu resta col tuo gruppoStriscia, prega, confonditiA noi il coraggio non ci manca, siamo impavidiSiamo cresciuti con i lividi sui gomitiNon ce ne frega un cazzo di teE del tuo gruppo con cui mangi, strisci, preghi, vomitiA noi il coraggio non ci manca, siamo impavidiSiamo cresciuti con i lividi sui gomitiNon ce ne frega un cazzo di teE del tuo gruppo con cui mangi, strisci, preghi, vomitiA noi il coraggio non ci manca, siamo impavidiSiamo cresciuti con i lividi sui gomitiNon ce ne frega un cazzo"

For the last time, my boyfriend dives into the crowd, who screams like they are dying. I gasp, again. It stays a little scary when your boyfriend dives into a group of screaming girls. Leo walks back to me. And laugh, like every time when he sees my face as soon as Damiano jumps into the audience.

"I need to go too", I didn't said this to Damiano because than he would get too worried, but the last few days I feel dizzy and nauseous. I don't know what I wrong, maybe just stress or something.

I hear Damiano finishing the concert and all the fans screaming and cheering, when I walk back from the bathroom. I run into Damiano's arms. "I'm so fucking fucking proud of you guys", I hug my boyfriend tied. I kiss everyone on their cheeks. "It was a wild tour", Thomas sighs exhausted, while we still hear the fans screaming.

One moment to another I feel so sick, and run to the toilet. "Am, what's going on?", I see Vic running in my way. "I just feel nauseous", the vomit lands in the toilet, and Vic makes her digusted face. Then she gasps and looks wide-eyed in my way. "You guys did not forgot a condom right?". Her words make me scared.

"Of course we used one, I'm not stupid. It's just stress or something", Vic smiles at me and we walk back to the guys. "Baby, are you okay?", I lean against Damiano his chest, he is stil sweating. "I'm just a little nauseous, probably stress".

All the way back to our hotel I think about what Victoria said. I'm never this nauseous because of stress. What if we really forgot a condom? I can't really remember it. I clean my head and push those thought away.

"Are you guys sad it's over". "Yes, of course. The first european tour should never end", Ethan smiles and everyone agrees. I lean against Damiano, while he holds my hand. I close my eyes and focus on Damiano his hand as soon as the nausea comes back

Damiano sees it, "are you really okay", Vic also looks my way. I know what she thinks. "Yes yes guys, I'm fine", I say. The taxi stops and everyone gets out. There are many fans in front of the hotel, so they make some pictures with them.

Vic drags me out of the group with people. "You are a hundred, hundred per cent sure you used a condom", I think deep, and gasp, load. "Fuck, fuck, fuck". I start walking, away from the hotel. Vic follows me. "What is going on Am?", she sounds scared. Just like I am.

"four w-weeks ago i-in Moscow, I-I'm not sure i-if w-we used one", I panic. What if we really forgot the condom, I can't have kids, I'm twenty two. "O my gosh Amelie", Vic stops walking. "You have to take a test", her words shock me, but I know she is right. I nod slowly. "Shall I get you one?", Vic sees a shop that is still open.

I nod and want to light myself a cigarette, that helps against the stress. Vic grabs the box out of my hand and throws it away. "Amelie, first we see what the test says. Than you can go smoke or not", she looks strict in my eyes and I wait outside of the shop.

Ten seconds later I hear my phone buzzing, it's Damiano. He is probably worried about where I am. I pick up and try to sound normal. "Hey Am, where the fuck are you?". "Just walking for a while with Victoria, see you. Bye", I cut off the conversation. Just because I'm a terrible liar.

"Am, you can take the test in my room", with a little blue with white box, my sister walks out of the store. I nod again, almost crying. "Hey, hey. We don't know anything yet", tears roll down my cheeks, and Vic hugs me.

I take the test while Vic is also getting nervous. "Vic, if it's positive don't be happy, it's not a good thing I'm fucking pregnant at twenty two". Vic nods and I put the test on the table, upside down so we can't see it.

Vic makes us a warm cup of coffe while we wait. "How long you have to wait?". Vic her hamds shakes when she hands me the coffee. "five to ten minutes", I immidiately drink the coffee. My mouth almost burns out, but I don't care.

The next five minutes we don't say a word to each other. "Vic?". "y-yea?", my sister sounds nervous. "Can y-you look, it's time". My sister looks wide-eyed in my way, and nods slow. I close my eyes when she turns around the test, she does not make any noise.

I open my eyes and Victoria shows me the test, which is still upside down. I grab it out of her hand. Vic walks away and tears remove my sight, when I look at the plus sign on the test.

I am pregnant, on twenty two. And my boyfriend never told me we forgot the condom. "Come here", my sister invites me in her arms. I cry in her arms. "I-I a-am pregnant, I'm fucking fucking fucking pregnant".  

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baby david on the roaddddddd  (poor Amelie)