Between us and only us (Scamacca & Y/n)

Chapter 7

I leave it for now. As much as I want to it feels wrong.

I walk downstairs to make myself some breakfast and find a post it note on the fridge. 'PARTY NEXT WEEK AT BUKAYO'S IVE LEFT MY CARD FOR YOU TO GET A NEW DRESS AND SHOES' that feels nice but I know what it means, I have to be a trophy.

I pick my phone up and ring Gianluca, he seems like he has good fashion sense.

"Hey what are you doing tonight?" I ask down the phone,

A lump forms in his throat he doesn't know what comes next "The plan was to meet you for coffee, you got my message no?"

"Yeah I was just wondering if we could change that. I need to get a dress for a party next week and you seem like you have good fashion sense, could you help me?"

"Sure, do you want to meet me at mines it's not far from where you work I'll text you the address" he's already regretting agreeing knowing that he isn't the one that gets to tell you how beautiful you look in it.

"Thank you" I'll see you then. I make myself some breakfast and make my way to work. It's not until I get on the train that I even think to message Emile to say thank you.

"Come on I'm sure you look lovely" Gianluca says sat in the waiting outside the changing rooms as you try on your 5th dress.

"I look lovely but I look " I want to finish it by saying I look like shit. The dress isn't bad but it's not me but he doesn't need to know that's how I feel.

"Can I see?" He says now stood on the other side of the curtain, I can see his fingers wrapped around the curtain ready to draw it to see the dress I'm in. It's a short black dress, it's tight and spaghetti strap and flares out slightly at the bottom just about enough to cover my decency. It also shows of my small back tat. A small little daisy and stem that sits on my upper spine.

"Okay" I grab the curtain where his fingers lay and open it. He's speechless, it hurts a bit I want him to hate it slightly.

"You" he stutters "it looks lovely"

It looked lovely.

I'll admit, I turn around to look at myself in the mirror. I see him looking at me and I may not be happy in the dress but I'm happy with how he looked at me. I close the curtain ready to change back and go and buy the dress.

Gianluca walks back to the seating area and hates himself for telling you it looked nice. It looked beautiful he thought but it was killing him knowing there was some other guy that you were buying that dress for.

I walk out of the changing room with the dress in my hand.

"You ready?"

"Yep let's go"

We walk up to the checkout and as I go to get Emile's card out of my purse the check out lady says,

"Ooo the two of you got an anniversary or something?"

"Ah no, we're not together I was just helping her pick out a dress" it oddly stung with how quick he responded.

I just smile, that's about as much as I can muster. I pay and we walk out the shop. That's when I hear someone scream out my name.

"Y/n!" My head snaps hearing that voice. It's my professor.

"Hello Miss!" She runs over to greet me.

"Hello y/n, this must be the boyfriend hello" great two people within 5 minutes confusing him for being my boyfriend.

"Uhm sorry no this is Gianluca" they both reach out to shake one another's hands "he was just helping me pick out a dress for a party next week"

"I'm sorry forgive me" she eyes him up and down and by the look of her expression she liked what she sees. Who blames her?

I walk through the door of mine and Emile's house, dress in hand. Scamacca offered me a ride home but that felt like asking for trouble with Emile so I walked to the station, it wasn't far.

"Hey babe" the pet name seems forced but it's exactly what I want to force from our relationship.

"Hey darling" darling, I like that "let's see the dress then" he's acting sweet, I go to open the box to show him the dress "no no no go try it on" It sends a shock through my system and suddenly I'm like a schoolgirl in love again. I run up the stairs to try it on.

I stand at the top of the stairs in my dress when I hear him on the phone.

"This stays between us and only us, for now"

I push it to the back of my mind and rush downstairs to show him. He hears my heels tap and looks round and puts his phone down and looks me up and down. He motions for me to turn around and give him a full 360.

"Wow" he says caressing his chin "I never thought I'd see the day where you wear something like that" he walks up to me as I look up to him with an innocent look. I know what he's thinking but I want to hear him say it.

"What do you mean babe?" his lips now ghost mine "it's just a dress babe" I look up at him, and his eyes look at mine. I feel nothing but I smile.

"You look very nice baby" his hands start to roam my very exposed legs.

"Not yet, it's for the party" I turn my heel and walk away from the living room, suddenly what he said on the phone rings through my mind again 'it stays between us and only us, for now'. I'm wondering if he knows about Gianluca, not that I'd done anything wrong about maybe I should've told him about it. I change into my pyjamas and make my way back downstairs.

I snuggle into him on the sofa and his hand immediately make his way to play with my hair. It's not long before I fall asleep with my head in his lap, his hand on his phone.