Romeo and Julian

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Julian pov

We all walked to the kitchen, but I dropped my phone, so I was a little behind with Raul.
He slings his arms around me and leans in close to my ear as we walk into the kitchen.

" Take care of Rosie for me. Please." He did all that just for this piece of information. I laugh, making everyone look in our direction, and then Raul is laughing, too. " I'm serious." He stops and then laughs again.

I find my seat near Romeo and next to Rosalee. The food is served, but before we eat, we say a prayer, and then we feast. My favorite part is to eat and then sleep and eat again. I take one bite of the spaghetti bolognese, and I'm in love. Next thing I know, I'm eating so fast that they might think I'm a dog or some type of animal.

"Julian, amore, slow down." (Julian, honey, slow down.) I stopped midway through and gave him a side eye.

"Romeo, hush. Lascia che mio genero si mangi il cuore." She smiles at me, and I turn my head to smile at Romeo. Ha. She said i could have as much as my heart desires. He rolled his eyes and continued eating.

"Grazie mamma Rossi. Credo di aver bisogno di più di questo cibo." (Thank you, Mamma Rossi. I think I need more of this food.) Mamma Rossi is so nice. I love her already.

"Oh, parli italiano." (Oh, you speak Italian.) Mamma Rossi asks. And Romeo looks surprised.

" Yes, my father is Italian." I responded and took another bite before everyone started asking me questions.

"If you from America, why do you have a British accent?" A little girl who seems like she 8 ask me.

" I was born in Australia and would often visit Rome and Florence because of my dad side. So my English accent is a bit Italian but it's mainly Australian." I say gently, giving her a smile. I like nice kids, but I mean, kids are a hard pass.

"What's your parents like? They must be wonderful? Any siblings, I have two, and they can be so mean and annoying. Any tips?" I tense a little bit at the mention of my parents. Gosh, I feel like I'm on an interview. These kids are nosy as hell, and I take it back.  I took another bite and ended up forgetting what the question was.

" Well, don't be rude. Answer the question." Romeo demands, sexy but annoying.

" Julian doesn't get along well with his parents." Rosalee answers the first part for me.

" I had two older brothers. One died when I was 16, and the other one is just about. And no tips for you, sorry. My siblings were never nice to me." Wow, this is the best food. I noticed all the stares when I answered the last question.

" What about exes?"

" Trash, they're all trash. Can I have some more, please? " After eating my heart out, I went back to the room and showered. When I get out, Rome and Romeo are sitting waiting for me.

"Rome, Romeo. What's happening. "

" With my job and all, I want Rome to be your bodyguard."

" That's actually a good idea, I like Rome." I go into the closet and get a set of pajamas. I dig into my duffle bag for my insomnia medication. I turned around because I felt a glare. " I'm going to change in the bathroom."

" Good idea, babe."

I put my phone on the charger and walked into the bathroom, and let the soft, warm towel drop off my body. I put on the red satin pajamas that Milo's mom made, saying Julian, not Juliet. It was a whole big thing. Many people used to think I said my name was Juliet. I take a pill and get a quick handful of water to swallow it. I also splash some water on my face. I leave the bathroom.

Okay, so I got about 2 hours until I started feeling dropsy. I started walking out of the room to talk with Rosalee, but she was busy talking to her grandma, so I guess i'll talk to  Raul since he's here.

I find him in the family room playing the black ops. 3. He's yelling into his headset about how everyone sucks. He's honestly a sweet guy, but I can't really say much since i don't know much about him. Rosalee says he ruins everything he touches or that's within his sights. But I like to believe the best in people since many people didn't believe me. 

I walk up to him, and he's sitting on the dark hard floor in front of the brown sofa. He hasn't noticed me yet, so I just keep quiet and sit right next to him. He sighs heavily and acts like he's about to throw his controller. 

"stupido." He shouts into the headset and takes it off, and rolls his head over to my direction. " What do you want." He grunts, but i find him acting tough kind of cute, but in a non-romantic way.  

"Nothing, just a little bored." I tell him with a fake yawn added,

He groans dramatically as he hands me an extra controller. And from that moment, we switched from playing the fourth one and the third one. I can just tell that this whole night is about to be filled with laughter and random but justified outburst.

"You fucking fucktard." I shout at the TV. " I'm on you team. I'M ON YOUR TEAM." This time I shout it into my headset. We switched to multi-player later on, maybe around 12am.

I start to slowly doze off pressing random buttons on the white controller. " Dude, you just killed me." Raul says.

"Huh, oh, sorry." I slowly slip into the darkness.