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𝐒 𝐈 𝐗 𝐓 𝐘 ~ 𝐓 𝐖 𝐎

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✼ N E V A E H ✼

I tried to ignore the uneasiness that was coercing through me at seeing Oscar again. I thought he was done looking for me. That after everything he's done to me he couldn't possibly want more. But it turned out I was wrong. I'm just glad that Atticus didn't leave me alone with him or I wouldn't know what to do with myself. 

"Are you hungry?" Atticus asked, turning me away from my thoughts momentarily. 

"No..." I said, which was a plain out fucking lie. But I didn't want to bother him by stopping for somewhere to eat because I'm sure he had much better things to do. 

Atticus put his hand on my thigh much lower than he had earlier on and not in any kind of sexual way. Almost like he was trying to ease my tension and calm me down. He continued on like I never even spoke and when I looked up we had pulled up to a mini restaurant called Pizzeria Mozza. It was like he could sense the lie in my words. 

He removed his hands and unbuckled his seat belt, "Stay here and lock the door. I'll be right back." He all but commanded before stepping out of the car. 

"You're so bossy." I mumbled, staring up at him with pouted lips. 

"What was that?"

"I didn't say anything," I said, a bit louder than my previous statement. 

"Yeah? Well now you're coming inside with me." When he spoke there was no room for negotiation. It served as a command. It was either I came out of the car on my own with my dignity or he dragged me out on his back taking my dignity along with him.

I chose the first option. 

We were heavily dressed for people to come into a small and isolated diner but that fact didn't seem to faze Atticus as he quickly laced his fingers in mine and pulled me to his side. "Can't get enough of me, can you?" I teased as I walked away from him only for him to pull me back. 

"Don't deprive me of you or your warmth, Stella. That's a very dangerous thing." He warned sincerely as he opened the door for me to step in. The bells jingled from above our heads as we walked in. The lady who owned the place, Bianca, greeted both Atticus and I with a warm hug. I liked the way she hugged me, live we've known each other forever it made me feel like I belonged. 

I went to go find us a seat as Atticus placed our orders and conversed in Italian with Bianca. My mood shifted from its stage of shock and disgust with my interaction with Oscar to one of contentment and fullness. I tried to push the fact that Oscar could pop up out of anywhere now that he found me because I wouldn't worry about it until the situation actually came to life.

Atticus returned to sit in front of me as soon as the waiter came over to take our drinks. I ordered a coke and he ordered water...typical. "As uptight and classy as you are, I didn't think you'd know somewhere like this place existed." I spoke, tearing away from the intense gaze he had on me. 

I took my surroundings in, the place was filled with red booths as well as white tables and red chairs placed in front of them. There were TVs on every corner which displayed a European football game and was highlighting star football player, Caelan Pierce. We were the only people here besides the owners and a couple who were getting up to leave. 

He let out a humorless laugh before answering, "I know about everything that happens or exists in my city, Stella. Besides this was the hangout spot for Leo, Rory, Spencer, and I when we were younger. We'd come here every Friday after 'school'. This place was the only semblance of normal we ever got growing up." He explained, drumming his fingers on the table. "And if I'm uptight and classy, what does that make you?"

"It makes me down to earth and grounded," I answered with a smile on my face. 

"Then I guess I'm fucking Shakespeare." 

I scoffed, "Please, you're too lethargic to be Shakespeare."

He didn't get the chance to say anything because the waiter had come with our pizza. Mine was pineapple pizza and his was a combination of all kinds of meat. I looked at him in shock, I didn't think he would remember our little argument about pizza months ago. "I had to request a special order for you because literally no one eats pineapple pizza here."

"Thank you," I said beaming up at him and reaching over the table to place a kiss on his cheek. A faint pink tint rose to his face at the action. 

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Two chapters in one day?! Hella crazy, ik. This chapter is hella short for a reason bc guess what's dropping tmrw?

Ur panties. 

I'm jokinggg. 

Or am I?

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 ➤ 𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐄. 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓. 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐄. &. 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖. 𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪