Limerence-Niccolo Govender

Chapter Seven

THURSDAY, 7:32 AM, HOME

It was early in the morning and I was about to leave for school. There had been a lot of tension in the house from the whole situation with Niccolo fucking Camilla's best friend. The parents didn't know and we decided to keep it that way.

I sat at the table in my uniform, eating a quick breakfast that consisted of two pieces of toast with jam on them. Right as I was about to grab my second piece of toast, a hand scooped it up. I looked up and it was Niccolo. He took a bite out of it and gave me a wink.

"Thanks for making my breakfast, doll." He thanked me jokingly.

"You dick!" I protested. Since when did I get the nickname "doll"? He grinned and took another bite, obviously teasing me.

"This is so good. You're a great cook." He kept on teasing me with his mouth full.

"Chew with your mouth closed, Niccolo." His mother scolded him as she walked past him and out of the house to the car.

"Yeah, chew with your mouth closed, you child." I mimicked her, hitting his shoulder playfully. He rolled his eyes and shut his mouth. He slung his bag over his shoulder and went out the door. I did the same and grabbed two apples on my way out the door.

"Here, catch, dumbass."  I called to him, tossing the apple. He grinned and caught it easily.

"How sweet of you. If I didn't know better, than I'd think you care about me." He gushed jokingly.

"Nope. I just like to feed the poor." I simply said with a grin on my lips as I caught up to him. He hit the back of my backpack harshly, causing me to almost fall forward.

"Shut the hell up." He muttered to me.

"In your sweet, little dreams." I chimed as I took a bite of my apple and walked to the car with him.

Mornings like this made all our weird, confusing moments worth it.

THURSDAY, 12:03 PM, SCHOOL

"Party at my place tonight, who's coming?" Vittorio announced, wrapping his arm around some new girl who must be his new whore.

I glanced at Niccolo. He subtly shook his head. I grinned. "I'll go." I said. Niccolo sighed.

"There we go! Now that Little Miss America is going, who else? This is going to be her first party in Rome after all." Vittorio smirked.

Some other people agreed to go. Niccolo stayed silent.

"What about you Nico? Cmon, your little doggie is going. You should go to protect what's yours." Vittorio teased.

I stepped forward and was about to slap him across the face but Niccolo grabbed my arm. His grip was tight and he kept me in my place. I tugged my arm out of his grip and groaned under my breath.

"I'm not going. She can protect herself. I'm not her father." He shrugged, trying to seem unbothered.

"Yeah you're not but I bet she calls you daddy..." Vittorio mumbled under his breath with a smirk.

That was my last straw. I stepped forward and punched him across the face before Niccolo could pull me back again. The group all gave each other different expressions. Some thought it was hilarious and other were worried. Blood started to trickle from his mouth a bit. He looked back up at me with a grin.

"Damn princess, good hit." The bell rung for us to head to lunch. "I hope I'll see you tonight, yeah?" He added as he walked away with his girl.

Niccolo gave me an annoyed stare. "Can't keep your hands to yourself, can you?" He asked rhetorically.

"Did you hear what he sai-" I started to protest then he cut me off by grabbing my face.

"I heard what he said. I'm not fucking deaf. You can't just go and hit which ever of my friends you want. I have a reputation to keep up and you are ruining it by thinking you're bulletproof. But soon enough, it'll all catch up to you and I won't be there to save you. Do you understand?" He seethed. Before I could answer, his grip grew tighter on me. "Do you understand?!" His voice became louder and it caught the attention of other students passing by.

Brando watched from the side and reached out to lower his arm from my face. "Nico, Cmon man let her go."

Niccolo pushed Brando away from him. "Just because you have a little crush on her doesn't mean you have any choice over her. She can get out of her own messes herself. She's a big girl." He fumed. He looked at me and Brando and stormed away.

I swallowed hard. Tears brimmed at my eyes but I didn't dare to let them show. Brando turned to me and cupped my cheek. "Hey, are you okay? I'm sorry for...him." He uncomfortably said.

I looked at him weakly as he cupped my cheek. I just nodded my head. "I feel like whatever I do, I'm just making him mad. He's so confusing. It makes me hate him so much." I groaned.

"Yeah, I know. He's...something." Brando sighed. He let go of me. "Let's go to lunch and try to forget about all of this." He suggested. I nodded my head and walked beside him.

AUTHORS NOTE!!!
I giggled so hard when I wrote Vittorios daddy part I'm so sorry lmaooo😭 but I love giving y'all false happiness in the start😈 I seriously did love writing the breakfast part tho it was so cute. I kinda love this chapter ngl. The next one and two is going to BREAK y'all😋😋 so be prepared lmao. I hope y'all liked this chapter as much as I did. Have a amazing day/night!!! I love y'all❤️❤️❤️