A Flame From The Past

43: Chasing Cars

Hosting was tiring. Before the day had even begun, or before the late evening had rolled over the house was spotless and now it was flooded with pizza. That's all football players wanted lots of pizza.

It was the send off for the team, turns out they've been there for every game and we had just never gone. This morning I asked why, why Luca had never gone for one of these.

"I want to spend the last moment I have before I leave you with you. Not guys I feel like I live with". He kissed my head softly, as I pulled him back in bed, his towel losing its grip and falling to the sides. His answer was very satisfying.

I closed my eyes, envisioning everything that had led up to this moment, turns out it wasn't what guy had the biggest house. But what guy had a girl that could do everything. And the guys had caught a whiff. I was here, which meant pizza at Luca's. I didn't even live here, yet I was cleaning the place as they shouted and hollered at the tv. They weren't worried about anything, not even the game they had today.

"I don't want to leave". He said, groaning like he would really be that far. They had done training in the morning and were just now catching their flight, to head out for their game in Vegas. He hung over me, his hands sliding down my body, like the other players weren't in the room next to us and they could just walk in.

"Luca". I breathily said, his hands slipping into the band of my yoga pants, as I leaned into him, feeling his bare fingers along my skin, dragging with such eagerness.

"Tomorrow when I come home, I am never letting you leave this bed again. Understand?" He asked, kissing my neck maddeningly, everything about him made me mad, everything, but in a way where I was maddeningly in love, infatuated.

I nodded my head, feeling his lips, curling into the dip of my neck.

"I love you". He kissed my head, holding me like he never wanted to let go and I knew the feeling, I felt the same. I missed him, every chance I had, every moment I had. He ran through my mind like cars chasing each other, anything could get me thinking of him, it was that easy, that magical.

"I still have some whip cream". I said, toying with his hair as he smiled at me, promising for tomorrow, that we would never leave this bed again. This week had been so long, I was ready to be in this bed for the rest of the year. Christmas Break would start on Monday, and tomorrow was the last day of school, before technically I was on break too. I loved work, but I needed a break from running back and forth. My poor car couldn't take it anymore.

"What if you take tomorrow off? I really want you to be there". He begged, his hands wrapped around my neck, holding me in a hug.

"I can't Luca. But I promise after school ends, I'm all yours." I told him as he kissed my forehead, before pulling me out to the crowd of guys, getting ready to leave. He hugged me, until he was made to leave the house and the rest of the girls trickled out. Ally had come to bring Ray and I home, I just wanted to cuddle up in my own bed for the night, without Luca here this place reminded me of those large mansions that someone could live in the other wing and you wouldn't even know.

Ally helped carry Ray and I's bags downstairs as I locked up behind me, pressing the button for the garage. Ally had officially cut Allen off, some drama had gone between them and I guess there was no fixing it. So I helped her sulk, sulk it all down. She had felt so close to him, and I knew how heartbreaking it was for her to think he was the one, just for him not to be.

"Your car is so old". She snickered, looking at my poor car, next to Luca's million dollar engines, running with sleek black finishes and elaborate paint jobs, flashy and shiny, like they had just been glazed over. It did look strange surrounded by Luca's cars.