Coming Back To You

~Thirty-three~

Nicolo's POV

We've found out that someone close to us has been sending the letters on behalf of one of our enemies.

So lately, my friends and I have been trying to narrow down who exactly.

"Okay, so it's gotta be someone close to her."

"No crap, Zach." Enzo rolls his eyes.

"Jeez, okay."

"Tatiana?" Dante suggests.

"She's a brat and she hates Bella, but she's a coward. So I don't think so."

"Sophia?" Jake asks.

"We barely know her." Zach comments.

"Yes, but Bella does," I add.

"So...maybe?"

"Yes, but what about her other friend, Leo was it?" My eyes narrow from my own words.

"So they're both suspects?" Zach asks.

"Dude, this isn't some type of murder mystery." Enzo slaps Zach on the back of the head.

Who else could be the person working with our enemies...

I'm stuck in thought as the boys around me start horsing around.

I suddenly feel my phone vibrate, so I leave the room and take the call from Bella.

"Yes, bellissima?"

"When are you coming home?"

"In a little bit, why? Miss me already?" I smile even though she can't see me.

"Maybe," she drawls out.

"I'll be right there, give me ten," I smile wider and wait until she hangs up first.

As I walk back into the room, I notice everyone's completely up and running around except Enzo. As I rub my face with both hands, Zach comes up to me and lands his arm over my shoulders.

"Hey man, we all thought about it, and we all think that it's just Tatiana being possessive of you. It makes sense though, right?"

I sigh, "Yeah, it does, but this feels too easy. The anonymous person obviously knows that we know about the notes. Why else would they put it as a note and not a text with a different number every time? And they clearly want us to know about it, too."

"Dude, you're just paranoid for your girl. We understand, but we've decided it's just Tatiana. Kay?"

I hesitate, "I guess."

I still don't feel well about this, even though this still all feels wrong.

We all separate, going our own ways, and I head to Bella.

*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•

Bella is snuggled up to my side, with a blanket up to her nose, as we watch the movie I picked out.

She slightly jumps when there's a jumpscare and hugs my torso tighter while I wrap my arm around her to let her know I'm here.

She looks up at me with her beautiful honey brown eyes that I love. She sits up more so that she can see me better and I wrap my arms around her to pull her closer.

She lets out a little gasp and her left arm goes around my neck while her right hand cups my cheek, leaving us in an intimate position. Not that I'm complaining.

My eyes flick from both of her eyes to her lips while hers do the same. Until finally I softly put my lips on hers, pushing her until her back hits the couch and I'm hovering over her.

We kiss until we're both out of breath, finally pulling away.

"Nick...I—"

There's a loud scream from the tv.

We both chuckle as I sit back up and help her to a sitting position.

"What were you going to say, bellissima?"

"Oh, it was nothing," she smiles assuringly.

"Okay, want to watch something different? I think I have bad luck picking movies." I rub the back of my neck and smile sheepishly.

"Of course!"

*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•

Bella has fallen asleep on my chest while the credits play. As I pull the blanket up over her shoulders, she stirs, making me freeze. When she just hums in approval, I continue getting comfortable, eventually falling asleep cuddling her.