Rock 'N Roll never dies (Ethan Torchio x Female Reader)

Chapter 7 - Fucking dreams...

I love you, (y/n). And... I know you probably don't feel the same way... But if you do... I want you to come to Italy with me." I looked at him. I didn't know what to say. He looked down, thinking he made a mistake...

"Ethan... I don't know what to say..."

"I know... I fucked up, didn't I?" He looked down.

"What? No!" I put my hand on his. He looked into my eyes.
"I... Feel the same way. I just wasn't sure until now. And... I want to come with you." I smiled. Ethan looked into my eyes surprised.

"You... You do?" I nodded with a smile.

"There's nothing holding me here. Let's go." He looked at me with a bright smile and a tear running down his cheek. I wiped it away and he kissed me. It was a kiss i have never felt. It was magical. I kissed him back and put my hand on his chest while he held my waist close to him. He deepened the kiss but I moved back a little.

"Oh... Sorry... I..." He looked at me shocked, but I shook my head.

"No, I'm sorry. I have... No experience..." I looked down.

"I... Didn't know. I'll take things slower. I promise." I smiled at that cute boy and hugged him.

"So... Italy you say?" I smiled. Ethan nodded.

"Yeah. I got a plane ticket for you. If you want it." My eyes widened

"You already prepared something? " He laughed and nodded.

"Well... You can never be too sure" he winked at me and I giggled.

"You are adorable Ethan. But I don't think I can go right now... " The boy looked at me.

"Why not?" I sighed.

"It's a new country. I don't speak Italian well enough to live there. I don't have a finished apprenticeship. And... no money..." I looked down and he nodded.

"You know. You don't need any finances. You could live with me. I earn enough money for both of us. But I understand. You want to be independent, right? " I nodded at him. He smiled.
"I like that. You can come or not. Do whatever feels right. And if you do want to come someday, take the time you need.. I'll wait for you. " He kissed my cheek and I blushed.

"You are a wonderful person, Ethan. Thank you. " I smiled and he nodded. Then he stood up.

"I think I have to go now. But you have my number." I smiled and nodded. He kissed my lips one more time and then left through the window. I smiled and laid in my bed. I fell asleep with a bright smile as I still smelt his perfume on my sheets. But at the same time I let a tear fall... Because I wasn't sure if I would ever see him again...

The next days I went to work again. And I hated it. I used to get argued about, but now I was being actually bullied. And it hurt. They pushed me around, made me do things that I didn't have to do as my contract said. I came home and laid in my bed and cried. This job started to actually kill me... My depression started to come back slowly. I used to have it under control... But I started to lose that control. I laid in bed and didn't want to do anything. I looked at my phone and I had 16 missed calls. I looked at the call details and saw that all of those calls were from Ethan. I sighed. I have been so bad that I didn't answer his texts... He was probably worried. I took a deep breath and called him back.

"Oh my god you're alive. Are you crazy? I've been worried sick! I thought you did something to yourself!" I looked down.

"I'm okay Ethan. I just didn't want to talk to anyone... I'm sorry I got you worried."

"That's it. I'm sick of this. You are coming to Italy. End of story. I'll book your ticket now." I sighed.

"Okay... Thank you. See you" I hung up and took a deep breath. I stood up and started packing my bags. I looked at my things and took a while to sort out what I actually needed. A few minutes after I was done I got a text.

𝘛𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘵 3 𝘪𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘙𝘰𝘮𝘦.

I took a deep breath... Fuck... I was actually gonna do it...

𝘖𝘬𝘢𝘺. 𝘚𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸.

I put my phone away and laid down in bed. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. But that thought of actually giving up my home and moving to Rome was crazy. But I guess there's no way back. I would do it. For real this time...