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Day 14- 'I hate it' 'No you don't.' (D.D.)

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You were just a few months younger than him, and even with that, he treated you like a five years old. You and Damiano have been locked in a fierce competition for as long as you can remember. Always annoying each other, showing their skills in singing and composing songs. He took that as a game because he simple loved teasingly you, and you took that as a challenge because you loved to whip that smirk off his

"Hey, piccolo diavolo." Your thoughts were interrupt by the annoyingly familiar voice. You didn't have to turn around to know he had his stupid smile on his face. But you still did, to protest. "Stop calling me that !" His smirk only widens. "You prefer shorty ? You're as tall as the dwarf in my garden." You get all red as you stand in front of him. You clench your fists, just wanting to punch him square in the face. "You !" "Damiano, leave y/n alone." Ethan calmly said while coming by where the singer entered moments before.

For only answer, Damiano rolled his eyes. "She started it." You scoffed. "No I didn't! You came in to annoy me." You both started bickering like middle school girls over a boy. As expect, Ethan separated you both and you went pouting.

That's why you can't stand him. But when you look into his eyes, you feel a strange attraction you can't quite explain. It's a feeling that's both exciting and terrifying. You try to push it away, to ignore it, but it's hard when he's always there, always in your face.

You start to notice the little things about him, the way he moves, the way he smiles, the way he smells. And before you know it, you're falling deeper and deeper into this strange and unexpected romance. But there's still that part of you that feels guilty, like you're betraying your own ideals. You're falling in love with your rival, the one person who is supposed to be your enemy. It's confusing, it's confusing, and it's terrifying.

Vic came to you outside. "Hey, there's a party tonight. Wanna come ? I know you've been stressed lately. Perhaps a boyfriend wouldn't be too much ?" She winked at you, she was right though. You needed to cool off a bit. And alcohol and dancing were a good solution. "Sure, I'll come." "Great ! I'll go tell the boys." And she left excitedly.

The time soon comes to get ready. As you get ready for the party, you suddenly remember that Damiano is going to be there. Your heart starts racing, and you're filled with a mix of excitement and dread. You can't help but wonder how he'll react when he sees you, and how you'll react when you see him. Will there be tension in the air, or will it be smooth sailing? You have no way of knowing, but one thing is for sure: you're not going to let him spoil your night. You're going to go out there, look your best, and have a great time, no matter what.

"It's time to party" was the phrase you tell yourself, you look at yourself in the mirror. You were getting ready for a party it was going to be fun. You were excited to dance the night away and get dressed up in the latest fashion. You've been looking forward to this since the first invitation was extended. You put on your make up while dancing to the latest tunes on the radio. You put on your favorite outfit and grabbed your purse. You're ready to party like a rockstar, "it's time to party" you sing aloud.

As you walk out of the bathroom, you greet your friends with a warm smile. They're all dressed to the nines, wearing their best outfits for the party. You can't help but feel a sense of excitement, knowing that tonight is going to be a night to remember.

You finally spotted him. He's dressed in a stylish suit, looking as if he's just stepped off the cover of a fashion magazine. You can feel the tension in the air, the electricity between the two of you. It's a strange feeling, knowing that you're in the same space as him, knowing that you're going to be forced to interact with each other. But at the same time, it's also kind of fun. You love the sensation of competition, the thrill of the chase. And tonight, you're determined to come out on top.
Damiano leans against the wall, his eyes following you across the room. You try to ignore him, but his gaze is like a magnet, drawing your attention back towards him.