I hand Lorenzo my keys and he unlocks the front door, helping me in. He heads up with me. Lorenzo places me on my bed and bends down to take my heels off.
A little smile forms on my face. Enzo looks around for something. "What are you looking for?" I ask him "makeup wipes," he says.
I point to the dressers, "second drawer" I mumble. He nods and opens the drawer. He grabs the packet of makeup wipes and comes closer to me, he takes one out and almost puts it against my face.
"I can do it" I giggle taking the makeup wipe from his hands. And I began to take off my own makeup. It didn't take too long to take it since I only had a little.
I threw the makeup wipe somewhere in my room. "Alright, then I'll head out," Lorenzo says, pointing to the bedroom door. "Don't leave!" I say grabbing onto his hand and pulling him in closer to me.
"Why not?" He questions. "Leave when I'm asleep," I ask him.
"Amora."
"Please" he takes his moments to answer. He slowly nods and sat down on the edge of my bed.
"Why do you hate it when people call you Enzo?" I question him. "It's personal," Lorenzo tells me.
"Hmm, how personal?" I ask.
"Too personal." He mumbles. "Oh. Okay." I mutter slowly, fluttering my eyes shut.
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My eyes slowly start to open and I began to look around. "No Lorenzo," I mutter a little sad.
My head-
fuck it hurts.
I get up to take a shower. maybe that will help the headache. I decided to wear an oversized pastel purple shirt and some dark blue mom jeans.
I put a whole bunch of rings on as my attention was being diverted. I notice a note. I grab the note and open it.
'Stop by my office.'-L.
He left me a note. That's cute. I mean he could have texted but no he left me a note.
Fuck he's cute.
I grab my phone to check the time. 11:30am. I'm doing pretty great on time. I have to head over to work at 2:00 and I'm closing tonight so until 8:30. Hmm, what works.
I head downstairs and debate whether I should eat or not.
Nah-
although I do enter the pantry and grab the Advil bottle and twist the lid open. I tilt the bottle into my hand and receive one pill. I twist the lid back and place the pill in my mouth, then quickly grab a cup and pour some water in it, then drink.
Hope that will help.
It's not-
shut up.
I place the cup in the sink, then I grab my keys and put my shoes on and head out the house locking the front door.
I text to make sure if Lorenzo-
oh my god Lorenzo!
What if I said something stupid!
Oh no.
No no no no no no no no no no no no no no
Fuck-
I hesitate to text him. I hop onto the bus and sit down in an empty seat. I pull up Lorenzo's contact and text him.

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RomanceMafia • Amora Dior is an 18 year old who was sent to a boarding school for 'bad kids' for something she was never to blame for. She has lost all hope in life, and her parents give zero shit about her. What happens when she meets Lorenzo Romano, an...