Mafia
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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...
Lorenzo texted me the dress code for our date today. And being honest I've never been more excited.
I sat in my closet thinking of what to wear.
I have clothes, yes.
But outfits, no really.
What do I wear? I look over at my phone and notice Enzo calling. I answer his call,
"Hello Doll." He says as soon as I answer.
Ugh butterflies.
"Hey, Enzo." I say.
"What's wrong?" He asks me, noticing the different tone in my voice.
"Nothing. I just have nothing to wear." I complain.
"But you have a whole bunch of clothes?" Enzo says.
"Yes, I do. But I don't have any outfits." I say. He chuckles on the other line.
"Whatever you wear, you end up looking gorgeous, Mi Amor." Lorenzo says to me.
"Thanks, Enzo." I mumble.
"I will see you soon. I will pick you up in an hour." Lorenzo says to me.
"Hmm." I hum and hang up the phone. I finally decided on what to wear.
I got a simple black tee, with a small Turtleneck, what a really pretty green jacket. I wore ripped jeans, in the colour blue.
And decided to wear some black boots Lorenzo did say we will be walking today.
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(A/N: this photo is just to show Amora's outfit, not body type. You all are perfect the way you are! <3)
I'm nervous. And excited.
'I'm here'
is what Lorenzo texted me. I smile and immediately gather my things before leaving the house.
I make sure to lock the front door before walking over to the driveway. "Hi." I say as I hop into Lorenzo's car.
"Hi, Gorgeous." He says to me, pecking my lips. "Are you ready?" He asks.
"Hmm, I suppose." I mumble. "You're not going to murder me, right?" I ask him. Lorenzo playfully scoffs.
"Really? Really Amora. I thought we were beyond that point." He says. I laugh a little before putting on my seatbelt. "I got you something." He says.
"Lorenzo." I say.
"Trust me, you will love it." He reassures me. He hands me an empty charm bracelet. I raise an eyebrow.
"What's with the empty charm bracelet?" I asked him.
"Well I got thinking one night and thought of something," he began. "I decided that every time we hang out or go on a date like this particular day, I'm going to buy you a charm that represents that date or that day." he says to me.
