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                         NOVALLES POV 👇

I liked him, Maybe he liked me too, Maybe I was overthinking. "b-bye.." I single tear ran down my cheek, "aw, darling, you want me to stay?" I nodded as he walked to the bathroom and gasped at the sight of blood, "what happened here..?" I shrugged leaving him to guess what happened, "My amore what happened"

[love]

 He was serious and mad. "I just don't know.." I was cut off by a confusing thud from my kidnapper's apartment, "you-you.." I whimpered. "aww darling Your more confused than I am, do you wanna chill at mine? I see you don't like him, I mean he's on the same floor as you." I nodded and stood there while he chuckled a little. "U-up" I mumbled so quietly only he could hear me, "hm? My Amore, You cutie want uppsies?" I nodded again as he carefully picked me up bridally and then shifted me to his hip and laid my head on his. "you good now, cutie" I softly nodded whispering "Yes, v-valent-tin-no" I heard his name as the thing a few minutes ago. "It's not safe around here, my amore" I giggled As he walked through the door and asked for the keys. "h-here y-you g-go" , When he locked the door I quickly flicked the light' off, 


                              7 MINUTES LATER 👇


"Alright, my amore, My car is around the corner. I didn't want anyone to find the paparazzi" I giggled a little. "Alright mi amore, Hold on tightly I need to open the car door, Please?" I held on tightly, valentino put me in the back seat of the car carefully, whilst I giggled. "angel, Please move your head slightly, I must put your seatbelt on for you to be safe." I quickly moved my head to the left as he put my seatbelt on, Then valentino cupped my cheeks and stared beautifully into my ugly ass eyes. "angel, your eyes are beautiful, Oh, Well Let's go" I smiled and nodded slowly. I tried my best to make a fake smile but it ended horribly. "Darling, Your eyes arent ugly they are like my- mothers..." I took that as a sign He lost his mother. "I'm sorry, For reminding you of your mom...i-i-i" He looked me straight in the eyes and whispered, "Mi amore,  It's okay, she was only 37..." I wanted to cheer him up and asked a question I won't ever forget, "well, even if she's- er- unalive, she still watching you up from a better place- but why are you helping me? i-i don't deserve.. i-i-i-t. " My stuttering was getting worse since he was helping me even if my parents are drug addicts, I wanted to NOT represent them. But I wasn't going to tell him that, duh? "well, I don't you to die, even if you don't deserve it, Nobody deserves to die because of abuse, and starvation." I looked shook. And Now that makes me think, abuse? Starvation? well I haven't eaten for like days or something only- *BANG* I had fallen straight down to the ground in his car, *SKRRR* The tyres screeched as he quickly unbuckled his seat-belt, quickly rushed open the door, And checked on me. "her pulse is moving..what happened?" He went back to driving fast, and we got back there in about 6 minutes instead of 16 minutes. "Alright, mi amore, you are going to be ok-" He rushed me into his house without even closing the car doors open the house doors! "mi amore, mi amore! Merda, merda" He truly loved me, Even if I was the shittiest person ever, Drug addict parents, Shy and stuttering, I acted like a child even when I didn't care. "merda, the fucking boss is calling" *BrInG bRinG* valentino picked up the phone. "Merda, what do you want, she's passed out, Motherfucker Im hanging up" , He was only saying curse words. *blink blink* "w-h-a" He looked over at me and smiled, Put his phone down. "I'm deeply sorry, I should not have yelled, Do you want anything to eat? You need to eat. You will become big and strong.." I liked it, He was...Different. I heard him walk over to the kitchen even with my eyes closed. "bae', where am I?" He chuckled and slammed the fridge and came closer as I looked confused ass. "My house? Where else?" Then he just walked away as I sat up. "M-m-ma-y I-i Ha-v-e wa-t-e-r..?" He placed the knife down on the cutting board and looked in a cupboard for a glass, Finally, he grabbed a fancy one, then walked over to the fridge and pressed a button and held the cup up to the fridge after a one-second blink he was walking over with a glass full of water and placed it down on the coffee table, pushed it closer as he walked back over the kitchen and smirked.


[merda as in shit, it is Italian] 


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