Her Savior | ON HOLD

☆Chapter 7☆

Matteo's P.O.V

Gosh, she's gorgeous.

The things I would give to see her without that mask.

All I can see now are her golden brown eyes, full eyebrows, and curly black hair and I already think she's beautiful.

Those 30 seconds I got to look at her were the best 30 seconds of my life. I could stare at her for literal hours even in an outfit as simple as black jeans and a hoodie with Converse.

Of course, my friends were laughing at me when I went to sit down but I didn't even care, they even called me whipped.

I'm not whipped and I told them that but they found it hard to believe.

I don't even know her name and I'm so fond of her.

The next time I come here, I'm gonna try to get her number when Angelo gets that girl's number.

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▪︎ 1 week later ▪︎

We haven't gone back to the cafe in a week because we had a few things to sort out with the business so we were trying to sort that out. But Angelo and I decided to go today and of course, Enzo and Isa made fun of us.

Once we reached the cafe. I didn't see her but we did see Angelo's girl.

I think she's just in the back probably helping out or something.
We went up to the front desk and ordered and Angelo stayed at the counter talking to her while I went to sit down.

We usually sit at the back because we feel more comfortable at the back so that's where I went.

Angelo came to sit down and started telling me about her.

"She's so beautiful, gosh. She's 18 and her name's Anaya" he told me as well as a whole bunch of other shit.

When Anaya came to drop off our order and left.

"I wonder where she is?" I said to Angelo.
"She's gonna come out, I'm sure she's just in the back." He said.
"Yeah, you're probably right"

We finished eating and were about to leave when I headed to the counter where Anaya was.

"Where's the other lady that's usually here and wears a mask?" I asked her.

"Oh, she hasn't been to work for a week now, I'm not sure why and she's not picking up any calls," she says.

"Oh OK, thanks, do you mind telling me her name?" I asked

"Aaliyah", "Alright, thanks," I say and we leave.

We enter the car and I start thinking about what Anaya said.

"What's on your mind, Matteo?" Angelo asks me.

"Anaya said that's hasn't been to work in a week and she's not answering any phone calls," I say.
"That's worrying." He says
"Yeah, she's not even answering her calls," I tell him

"Let's go back tomorrow and if she's not there, ask Anaya for her number and address and maybe we can do a background check or something like that"

"Non è una cattiva idea" I say (That's not a bad idea)
"Naturalmente non è una cattiva idea. Quando mai mi è venuta una cattiva idea?" He says and we laugh. (Of course, it's not a bad idea. When have I ever had a bad idea?)

Once we reached the penthouse, we told Isa and Enzo about what happened at the cafe, from Angleo getting Anaya's number to us finding out about the Aaliyah situation.

After we told them, they also agreed with Angelo's plan to go back tomorrow.

I don't know what it is about this girl but she's making me feel some way.

A good someway.