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9.Lucia

When I go home the first thing I do is call Marco, even though he probably just had practice. When he answers I grin, pulling my wet hair out of my face. "Heyy" he smiles, and it looks like he's walking somewhere.

"Hi" I breathe. "Did you have practice? I can call la-" 

"I'm walking to the car..you can call me anytime" he smiles, getting into the car. He places the phone on the console, staring at it. "How was practice?" I ask laying down in my bed. "Great.Except for the fact Luca's sick" his lips pucker a bit, in half a frown. It's adorable. 

Stop it.

"Luca is...your best friend right?" I ask. He nods, pulling out of what seems like the lot. "He's the one that's barely at school cause he gets high like every night" he snickers. My face crinkles, like i'm witnessing a bad smell. HE chuckles. "I figured it wasn't your thing"

"It's not" I chuckle. "I want to see you" he says quietly. My heart rate speeds up. "Really?" I ask mumbling.

Yes.Stupid ass.

"Yes really" he grins. I melt at the sight, admiring the way one hand on the wheel spins. My knees go weak even though I'm laying down and I chuckle. "Maybe you could come over" I suggest shyly. Will he say no? Will he want to just go out into the city? 

He fans his face, probably from heat and nods. "Yea if that's okay with your...dad" he says slowly. I nod. "I'll ask"

"Okay. Well I just got home and I have to shower so i'll leave you in my room for a couple minutes" he grins. "OoOo free tour after?" I tease. He nods, blowing a kiss into the camera. My heart flips and I smile. 

He takes off his shirt, and i'm pretty sure i'm drooling as I try to take my gaze away from his 6 pack. He's sweaty which should be disgusting, but it takes me a while to function as he goes off frame. 

He waves before entering the bathroom and I wave too. "So adorable" I sigh contently. 

I take the chance and put my phone angeling to show my bed, basically running downstairs. I walk into dad, who holds me by my arms. "We need to talk Luciana" he says. I frown. Get straight to it.Do it.

"Can Marco come over tonight?" I ask. His eyes widen a bit and he looks at mom who gives him a shrug as if to say 'don't look at me' 

"I'm an adult" I say. He frowns. "And I hate it" he grumbles. I roll my eyes. "You're going off to college in like 10 months and i'm horrified" he sighs. Why is he telling me all this now?
"Dad i'll be fine"

"So you're talking to me now?" he asks. I shrug. "It's whatever-please can he?"

He pinches the bridge of his nose closing his eyes. "Fine" he murmurs. "All night?" I ask. He grumbles. "You will not have sex in my home" he hisses. I blush. " DAD!" I shriek. He's serious.

"I'm not joking Luciana" he says. "I'm not either you need to know I wouldn't-we wouldn't-we aren't there yet" I gulp nervously. 

He nods slowly narrowing his eyes at me. "Listen. He may come over. He has to be gone by 7 tomorrow because you have school. Capite?"

"capite" I repeat. He nods, giving me a soft push out of the way as he opens the fridge. Wow. That was easy. Mom just smirks at me, and I smile. 

When I go back upstairs Marco's fully dressed, a pair of gray sweatpants hugging his hips. I stutter for words, forgetting what I was going to say. "You can come over for the night" I mumble. His eyes widen and he grins. He hurriedly shuffles around the room, the sound of keys music to my ears. "On my way"