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We stayed like this for a long time. Then Brando looked at me with a worried look on his face.

"Do you want me to walk you to your house?"
"Yes please"
"Of course darling" He said but now with a little smile on his face.

We didn't saw anyone in school for some reason so the hallway were empty. I tried to forget where Vitto has touched me because I feel like I am going to throw up.

He was sick. And I don't even want to start with the thought that what would happen if Brando didn't come. So I realized I haven't thanked him properly. But I decided I will do it when we are infront of my house and not walking because I saw he was thinking about something and I didn't want to interupt his thoughts.

We were now outside and we walk through a small street. He knew where I lived. I knew I shouldn't be surprised because here almost everyone is aware of where others live.

But I couldn't help but feel butterflies all around my body.

Then I feel a slight touch and I looked to see that Brando's hand were touching my finger and then his hand slid into mine and our fingers interlock.

Even when I feel this type of touch my heart start racing uncountable.

During our walk I could feel his eyes on me. He gave me short glaces.

When we reach the garden before my house we stopped and then I looked at him. I was going to start talking but I notice the way he was looking at me.

I have never seen Brando looked at anyone in that way. It wasn't the flirty joke look, or the prank look, the jealous look. Even tho I adore them too.

It was like a soft and .. caring look.

"I don't think I thanked you. Really I don't know if what was going to happen to me if you didn't punch him. Thank you Brando"

I couldn't help but notice how when I mentioned the scenario where he didn't save me his face looked like he was pissed off.

"I don't know how to explain it. There is no need to thank me...

I would never let anybody or anything hurt you. I don't want to."

I couldn't feel my lungs for a moment.

But after a moment he looked like he remembered something.

"I have to go" he said and immediately turns and walk away.

Again, I was left even more confused.

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That night I couldn't sleep. Every time my eyes shut I always see Vitto pinning me against that wall in the cabin.

My throat were sore, my eyes hurt. I decided to check my phone. It was 2 am.

And I saw our chat with Brando. For some reason this app shows when someone is looking at the chat but I didn't belive that Brando is awake at 2 am in the morning.

But then I got notification.

Still awake?
                                   Can't sleep yk why

Do u want me to "visit" u?

Yes I would love if Brando De Sanctis decided to visit my modest house.

I though we were completely joking but then I heard tapping on my window. And when I opened it Brando slipped quickly through the window. His hair were all wet because of the rain outside. Even his clothes. His curls were extremely beautiful and they were now more dark than ever.

But then it hit me. I was only in my shorts and bra. Fuck.

And I realize it when I saw how his eyes were traveling slowly through my body. My cheeks went red and I turned around and grabbed the closest tank top I found.

When I turned around he was already laying on my bed with his arms around his neck and his legs crossed.

"No Brando you will make my bed all wet." I said seriously.

"I could make another thing wet" he said and laugh.

"Brando.." I grabbed my pillow and punch him with it.

He laugh and grabbed the pillow. And throw it it at me. Then I grabbed another and do the same. Then he stood and caught me. He grabbed my whole body so now I was in the air and lift me enough to throw me on the bed.

We were laughing like an idiots. But then we realized somehow we were laying only inches apart from each other. And suddenly we both stop laughing.

But then he suddenly reliazed something and move next to me on the bed.

Then I heard strong thunder and my body instantly searched for my blanket and I placed one of my hand on his chest.

I could feel his heartbeat. He looked calm but his breathing get heavy.

I move my hand because I thought maybe there is a reason and he doesn't want to be touched idk.

But then he placed his beautiful curls on my chest and clode his eyes. One of his hand resting at my waist, the other one below the pillow.

I bring myself closer to him and catch myself feeling his scent.

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Next chapter will be W, I promise.

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