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4.Lucia

I'm sitting in the living room with a blanket around myself when Alex stumbles into the room. He's so hungover, dad would totally notice. "Hi" he groans. "Why are you talking to me?" I ask annoyed. He gives me a weird look, flipping me off. "I have a huge headache" I snap.

He points to his head like i'm an idiot. "So do I" I'm glad both mom and dad left early for work today, I really don't want to be seen like this. 

Alex walks into the kitchen, making a painful amount of noise. I nuzzle back under the blanket, continuing my tv show.

"You want coffee?" he asks. "No" I hiss. "I already got some" 

"You look like a naked mole rat" he sticks his tongue out. "Go to hell" I yell and throw a pillow at him. "Did my sister just say a swear word?" he gasps dramatically. "Hell is not a swear now get out before I dig your grave" he runs back upstairs, and I lay my head back down.

He's right, I probably do look like a naked mole rat. Me missing school is enough, especially since it's the second day back. 

The doorbell rings, echoing throughout the penthouse. "Ugh who the heck-"

I swing the door open, stopping mid sentence. My first thought is 'holy cow it's that beautiful boy I call marco' and my second is to shut the door, because my hair is out of place, i'm in embarrassing pink slippers and a bathrobe bigger then him is covering half of my body.

He's here. 

At my house. We stare at each other for a couple of seconds, and I step aside without saying anything. He steps inside, his eyes widening a tiny bit as he looks around. I see a bouquet of pink flowers behind his back, and I slam the door shut a little too hard, my excitement taking over.

"How do you know where I live?" I ask with a cautious tone. He clears hi throat turning to me, his eyes skimming my body. I shrink a bit under his gaze,remembering how his lips felt on me. 

"Everyone knows where Dario D'amore lives" he says in that deep voice I love so much. God i've got to stop saying crap like that.

"Oh-kay...?" 

"Sorry I shouldn't have shown up withou-" I silence him by stepping closer. So close our bodies are touching, and I don't know what i've done with Lucia D'amore because I wrap his arm around my waist.

His breath visibly hitches, and I smile innocently. "You're playing with fire" he whispers leaning closer to my face. He kisses my cheek, making me blush.

"My parents aren't home" I say suddenly. He smiles, a slow smile. He takes the other hand from behind his back, showing me the flowers. I giggle,taking them and walking into my kitchen. He follows, and I grin as I put them in a vase. When have I been this happy about a boy?

"I'm glad you like them" he chuckles. "Is your brother home?" he asks. I nod. He steps behind me, slowly wrapping his arm around me. "Is this okay?" he asks quietly. I nod. He kisses the side of my neck, my grip on the edge of the counter turning my knuckles white.

"Mhm" I hum, closing my eyes. 

I hear a noise but don't think about it,only caring about the boy behind me, how his lips are on me. "It's like-i'm addicted you" he whispers. 

"We just met like four days ago" I whisper back. He kisses my cheek bone, nodding. "That's why it's so scary" he swallows, his adam's apple moving up and down. "I've never been so obsessed with a girl-let alone in such a short-" he lets out a shaky breath as I turn around, trailing my fingers down the tight black shirt begging to be ripped off his chest.

"And I can't stop thinking about you" he whispers in my ear. I kissed him instead, earning a groan from him. I kiss his cheek only, then his jawline. "I think about you too" I whisper.

"But...what if i'm not ready for a.."

he chuckles deeply, a smile spreading onto his lips. "It's okay. We'll go slow. I'm not sure about getting with anyone yet " he shrugs, still kissing my neck.

"Okay" I say quietly. Why did some part of me want for him to say he likes me? for him to say anything but that. Did he mean he wasn't sure if he liked me? I pull away gently, and he gives me a soft look. "Did you have a headache last night?" 

His concern melts my insides and I shake my head. "It's gone" I say. He hugs me, and I hug him back. I don't know why but it feels so good, his arms around me. "I'll see you tomorrow?" he asks. I nod.

I lead him to the front door and wave as he walks down, a smile on his face.

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"LUCIANA D'AMORE" my dad shouts.I flinch, surprised. What did I do? I jog down the stairs and into the kitchen, my face showcasing horror as I see dad reading a note. A note from the flowers that Marco gave me. How did I not read it?

My brother stands next to him, face flushed and guilt written all over his face. 

He reads it outloud, mom giving me a warning look not to do anything. 

"Beautiful flowers, for a beautiful girl. To say i'm obsessed with you is an understatement,-M" Dad looks up at me, a mixture of shock, disappointment and amusement on his face. "Dad I-" he holds up his hand,shaking his head. "Who the fuck is M?" he curses thickly, making me flinch. Mom places a hand on his shoulder, squeezing it tight.

"He's a friend" I gulp nervously. "Don't lie to us Luciana are you having an affair with him?" mom asks. I feel my face pale. "No" I say quickly. "I swear we're just friends we met at school two days ago and-"
 

"Yet he's obsessed with you" dad says deeply. I swallow, nodding slowly. "I don't know...he doesn't mean it like that" he scoffs, and my brother shrinks back. "He was in our house" dad states. I nod, looking at the floor. My head snaps in Alex's direction as I realise. He must have seen him. He snitched!

 I furiously make an attempt to punch him, but dad's arm stops me. "YOU SNITCHED YOU BITCH" mom gasps, covering her mouth with her hand. I've never swore once, ever. Alex looks guilty, making me want to punch him even more.

"He did the right thing. He saw you guys-kissing" my father almost gags, and I roll my eyes. " We haven't kissed. He kissed me but not on the lips" I snap more torwards my brother.

"The point is you didn't tell us"dad says angrily. "I don't have to tell you every single detail of my life" I whine annoyance filling me up. "Watch the way you fucking talk to me" dad hisses pressing his finger to my chest.

"Dario stop it" mom says smoothly. He jabs my chest with his finger so hard I stumble back a bit, tears in my eyes. "Dario!" mom snaps. Tears slip from my eyes, and I send a hatred full look towards Alex. 

"I hope you know from now on I won't be helping you climb through my window at 3 am in the morning when you sneak out"  I say with venom in my voice. Mom's jaw drops open, and I run torwars my room.

A few minutes later a soft knock is heard on my door, but I stay hidden under the cover. "Baby" dad's voice is soft and calmer. "Please leave" I sobb. "Baby i'm sorry"

"NO!I'm not accepting this apology when you're probably going to ban me from seeing Marco" I snap. I mentally slap myself for revealing his name, but I'll worry about that later. 

"Marco?" I don't respond. "I won't ban you from seeing him-. It's not fair I get it. I just don't want you to get your heart broken by some jerk who could want you for sex" I sigh, ugh.

Was Marco like that?

"I'm not talking to you about this" I say firmly. He half smiles sadly at the ground, standing up. "I love you baby,I'm sorry." is all he says before closing my door. 

For the rest of the hour I hear yelling from Alex and dad, but I study and catch up on work online.

 I've never fought this hard with dad, even when he thought I was smoking once.

I take a quick shower and get into bed, falling asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow.