Lovers But Not Lovers

Chapter 23- Talk

****Salvatore's POV***
I haven't talked to Des since she left Italy like close to three weeks now.

After she left Italy I got sick of the country and just flew back to Amsterdam. It was a boring flight.

The three weeks went in a blur and soon enough we was back at school and I ain't even in a right frame of mind.

Today was the second week of school. Des had literally been ghosting me ever since but on socials and real life.

Today, I've made up my mind to talk to her. I get dressed for school happy with my plan.

I got dressed in a black hoodie and a baggy black sweatpants and a white sneakers. I rushed to school after dropping off my siblings as my parents went to work early today.

I got to school and parked my car. As soon as I got down I saw her, the goddess herself.

I can swear she got more beautiful. She was dressed in a footed sweatpants and a baggy sweatshirt, all black and a white sneakers.

We literally matched outfit.

I rushed over to her after I caught myself staring. She was at the hallways were the crowd was.

"Hey, we need to talk". I said, standing infront of her, blocking her from exiting.

She was about to walk away through the side of me, but no way I'm giving up.

"Where you going princess?". I asked her. Not surprised at the effect that name had on her.

"What do you want, Salvatore?". She said with a bored look.

"I'm sorry, Salvatore?. No more Sal?. Are you really that mad at me?. What did I do?. Okay I know she's my girlfriend but I'm sorry okay?". I said, trying to ease her off and get my best friend back.

She was about to reply but she fell silent. She was looking at something behind me.

I turned and lo and behold, Erica. Live and direct.

She walked up to us in her red fitted skirt and a white singlet and a red sneakers.

"Erica?. The fuck you doing here?". I asked her.

"Ohh, I'm your new schoolmate". She said, eyeing Des.

Okay. No way I'mma let her repeat what happen in Italy that currently has my favourite relationship on pause for like three months.

I stepped in front of Des, trying to protect her.

"Erica, I don't have a problem with you being my school mate but don't fuck with Desiree. She's mine". I tell her strictly.

I don't wait for her reply, I just turn back and drag Des with me to leave the hallway.

I pull her into an empty classroom since classes doesn't start till like thirty minutes later.

"Sal?". She said, in a warning tone.
"Listen to me. Trust me, I didn't know about this. I'm just finding out". I said staring into her eyes.

She licked her lips and I got distracted. Thanks so much, Des. It really helped.

She looked back at me and started at me for sometime.

Then she shocked me. She fucking slapped me.

"The hell you slap me for?". I asked holding my cheeks where I stung like crap.
"You...you didn't say anything back in Italy. You enjoyed your holiday while I left and now you defend me?". She asked clearly baffled.

""Okay, princess. Firstly, I defended you but as of then you left. Break remember?. And secondly, I didn't enjoy my holiday in Italy, at least I did while you were there, but as soon as you left I came back!". I said.