Summer of Love

Italy

TW: This story might contain mention of foul language, drugs, guns and blood, continue reading only if you are comfortable.

T H A L I A

Phew! I huffed out as I sat on couch.

"You back?" I look up to the noise.

"You!" I nearly screamed.

"Why are you screaming?" he said in louder voice.

"Didn't you attended your college?" I asked curiously.

"Nah." he replied lazily.

"And why is that?" I asked again.

"Because I didn't wanted to." He replied straight.

"What! like you sent me to school even if I didn't wanted to and now you here yourself are not attending your college just because you didn't wanted to. This is not fair." I exclaimed in one breath.

"Calm down my angry bird, first sit and relax." He dragged me to couch.

"I hate you." I said and looked away from him.

"Aww hate you too little sis." He said pinching my cheeks and I whined. He is always like this. Older brothers are always so controlling.

"Okay now forgive me and I have a huge news for you." He said making me curious but me being me didn't give up.

"We can go to the book store down the street." He said and I gave up. He knows me very well. Books, chocolates and keycharms are my weakest points. 

"What is the news?" I asked curiously and he smiled slightly.

"We are going to Italy today." He said and my eyes widen.

"Really?" I asked being surprised. He nods with a big smile. 

"Uncle Franco called us there to stay as they are having work this summer so they aren't coming here." He informed.

"Okie." I replied with a cheeky smile.

 So basically from three years Uncle Franco and his family stays with us here in New York during summers. I always wanted to visit Italy but Damon, my elder brother always denied and he always called Uncle's family to spend summer with us. But this summer I am so happy that finally I am going to Italy. I quickly headed to my room to pack my stuff. Just then Damon entered my room.

"Can't you just knock?" I said annoyed.

"Can't you just lock?" He fired back. 

"Learn some manners." I replied.

"Learn some common sense." He said copying me. I gave up because I know I will never win over him.

"By the way when is the flight?" I asked curiously.

"Today at 8:00 p.m." He replied casually sitting on my bed and my eyes widen at his answer.

"What! Are you serious? It's 4 p.m. right now and you are saying we have flight in four hours." I exclaimed.

"So what?" He asked. Is this guy serious.