Elodie Sinclair, a 19 year old second year at the University of New York, who hasn't found her purpose in life yet, living in a small apartment. She always been someone who tends to keep to herself and rather stay inside the comfort of home and read...
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Me and Enzo have been at my apartment packing, so I can't move into his house.
This is not voluntary either. Not only am k being forced but I heard an ear full from my mother.
Shes so insufferable sometimes. More like all the time.
Enzo snapping his fingers in face pulls me out of my thoughts.
"Huh" I blurt.
"I said is this something you want to take, you'll have a bed at my mom, so we really don't need it" he deep voice grumbles, he's did not want to do this, that's make two.
Getting up at 7:30 in the morning to start to packing and getting moved it not what I wanted to do, yet here I am.
"Uhh no it's ok, we can give it away." I mutter softly, looking into his Icy eyes.
I could look into them my whole life, they so pretty, his eye color is such a light blue it almost blinding.
He nods and starts to hand stuff to his men to put in boxes to pack and bring back to Enzo estate.
I see Enzo start to head to my closet, I quickly followed after him, I could not bare the embarrassment of him seeing my undergarments.
"I- Uh Enzo, I prefer to pack my clothes.." I choke out, turning slightly red.
"Oh. Yes of course." He moves out of the closet and I start to pack my clothes into the suit cases and duffel bags I have.
I don't have much clothes, when I moved out of my parents house, I only took clothes that I needed, knowing I would buy more whole in college.
I start to fold clothes and put them neatly in the suit case and duffle bag.
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After packing for quite a while, I put the last bit of my clothes into the bag, Enzo than walks into the closet.
I crane my neck at his tall frame to look at his face.
"Come on love, I'm going to let my men do the rest of this." I nod and get up, only to feel hands grab my waist and lift me up, wrapping my legs around his waist; I let out a small squeal.
"Enzo! I can't walk perfectly fine!" I giggle.
He only hums and tightens his arms around my waist, instead of protesting I relax into his hold.
