David

XLV

I haven't heard from Damiano in 3 days. No text, no call. I was angry. There was no way he couldn't make time to at least text me. And Luna was busy, too so I turned to Ethan. But I couldn't bother him too much because he had his girlfriend and his life.

"I am so mad, I can't even think!", I growled.

"Again?", Ethan asked while we were sipping coffee at a local coffee shop.

"He just texted me! After 3 whole days of silence! Who does he think he is?", I was frustrated looking at the text from Damiano saying: Let's have dinner tomorrow. Be ready by 4.

"He was probably just really busy, B. You know how much he loves you!", Ethan tried to reason me.

"Ugh, I know. But- God, I am angry.", I sighed.

"Deep breaths. Stop stressing yourself out. You can take your rage at him tomorrow.", he said.

"Oh, I sure will!", I said and sipped my coffee.

I decided to ignore Damiano's message until he called me for the third time later that day.

"Hello?", I said as I picked up.

"B, love, where have you been?", Damiano said.

"Who is this? Oh, now I remember - my so-called boyfriend who didn't call me in 3 days!", I said in annoyance.

"B, come on! Don't be like that, amore! I'll explain everything tomorrow!"

"Oh, don't you 'amore' me! You wanna convince me that you didn't have any time to at least text me?!", I was mad.

"No, but I will explain everything! I promise, B! Just agree to go with me on this date tomorrow!", he repeated.

"Fine! But I'm still mad at you.", I rolled my eyes even though he couldn't see it.

"Okay, I love you!", he said and I ended the call.

The next day I was standing in front of my closet thinking of what I could wear to this dinner. It was still kinda warm in Italy, even though it was the beginning of November. I chose a red sundress and half-transparent black tights. Over that, I put on my black leather jacket and I went for black knee-high boots with medium heels.

"Ready, amore?", Damiano smirked when he saw me.

"Ready as I'll ever be...", I replied crossing my arms as I sat into his car.

"You look great!", he said.

"Can't say the same about you.", I pouted and he just chuckled.

As he was driving, I noticed we were leaving Rome and heading towards the sea.

"Where are you taking me?"

"It's a surprise.", he smiled.

"Ugh!", I was mad.

When we arrived, he led me to a yacht.

"What is this now?", I was still mad but secretly curious about this date.
"This is our ride for tonight.", he replied.

He offered me his hand to help me get on the boat and I accepted it.

"Come on!", he said and I followed him.

We sat at the front of the yacht and when it started moving, I closed my eyes and leaned back to the lounge chair that I was sitting on. I inhaled the salt from the sea and enjoyed the breeze caressing my face.

"It's nice, isn't it?", Damiano interrupted my relaxation.

"I have to admit, this is amazing.", I said and smiled at him and he leaned in and kissed me.

"So you're not mad anymore?", he asked.

"I didn't say that. Where are we going anywhere?", I smirked.

"You'll see."

"Why are you so mysterious? How long will we be on this boat?"

"Around 2 hours."

"Two hours?"

"Don't worry, we have a few ways to pass the time!", he winked at me.

"Shut up! I meant that like a pleasant surprise. Are we going to have dinner on the yacht?"

"No. But we'll have lunch.", he explained.

"Okay."

"Love, come here!", he said and extended his hand. I took it and got up. Damiano led me to a table on the opposite side of the boat. It was well decorated and it had candles. And soon, a man came out of the cabins and brought us plates with pasta.

"Here you are, Miss Vasilevska, Mr. David.", the man said and we thanked him.

"Oh, my God! How many people are here?", I asked Damiano when the man left.

"Just captain and the chef.", he winked at me.

"This pasta smells delicious. I almost forgot I was mad.", I joked.

But the pasta was amazing and I was happy to be on the sea. We enjoyed the rest of the ride cuddled up on the lounge chairs.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we're arriving at our final destination. Welcome to Capri!", the captain said as we were getting nearer to the port after 2 hours at the sea.

"Capri? Oh, my God!", I yelled in excitement.

The sun was slowly setting as we got to the land. Damiano took my hand and we climbed up rows of stairs to be mesmerized by the view of the island and the sea when he sat me on a chair in the middle of an empty restaurant. The lights were dimmed and there were roses everywhere, as well as candles. When we both sat down, a woman approached us and handed me a huge bouquet of red roses. I read a note that said, "Ti amo, amore! Can't wait for you to be my wife!". When I read it I quickly looked at Damiano only to see him on one knee with a red velvet box in his hand.

"Bianca Vasilevska, I've loved you from the moment I first saw you. Okay, that's not true. I liked you since the moment I first saw you. And, somewhere along the way, I fell for you. We've had our ups and downs, big ones-", we both giggled, "but tonight I finally get to ask you a big question. I love you with all of my heart and soul. I love sleeping with you, making love to you, cuddling with you, and talking to you. I love everything about you. You make me a better man, Bianca. So, without further ado, Bianca Vasilevska, will you give me that honor and become my wife? Will you marry me?", he finished and my head started spinning.

Dear everyone,

Here is the new part! Will they be tying a knot? Who knows?

Love,
A Kid From Neverland