Melina's P.O.V.
I was sitting in my car in front of the airport, fidgeting nervously as I waited for my brother. When he had heard the news about Brooke being pregnant, he had not wasted a second before buying a ticket to come over the very next day, assuming I would be heartbroken. He didn't even waste a second to give me a ring to find out whether it was actually true.
My nervousness was because of something else, though. I hadn't told anyone in my family about my abortion. Or my pregnancy for that matter. And I was dreading Giorgio would somehow find out, while a voice in my head continuously chanted nobody else should know about mine and Harry's unborn child.
Hoping it would ease my nerves somehow, I got out of the car, walking around it so I could lean against the passenger's side. My eyes were trained on the main entrance of the airport as my leg bounced up and down rapidly. I observed the different people rushing past me, determined to get to their final destination, when I heard someone calling my name and a familiar brunette pulled my attention. He was taking large strides towards me, waving at me like some idιot - which quite frankly, he was. I was smiling broadly as my brother walked towards me, but just as I was about to unfold my arms to envelop him in a hug, I took notice of the presence behind him and my smile faltered completely
"What is he doing here?" I spluttered, the words leaving my mouth much harsher than I intended as I eyed Valerio up and down
"Why, Meli! Nice to see you too" he replied sarcastically, his cocky smile never leaving his lips
"You didn't tell me he was coming?" I ignored Valerio, turning to my brother angrily
"What? You thought I'd come alone?" Giorgio chuckled
"Yes, I did! Just like you did last time!" I spat, cutting through his funny mood
"Aw, sissy, you are so stressed. You haven't even spoken Italian to us yet" Giorgio cooed, reaching out to massage my shoulders, but I flinched away
"Don't fυcking touch me" I sneered, walking back to the driver's seat "Get in the car!"
A couple of minutes later, both boys were seated in the car and I silently drove off, clenching my jaw at my morσn of a brother
"Hey, come on, cioccolato. I didn't mean to upset you. I thought you'd like some supportive company here" Giorgio whined childishly, trying to get on my good side
"And what makes you think I'd like his company?" I bit back, shooting him a glare
"I can hear you, you know" Valerio noted from the back
"Well, you two are close. I'm pretty sure he knows more about you than I do" Giorgio ignored him fully
"And whose fault is that?" I muttered, but raised my voice as I continued talking "May I remind you that the guy you brought for supportive company cheated on me, broke my heart, attempted to make it up to me, then tried to steal me away from Harry, while he was also trying to make you hate my boyfriend?"
"What do you mean whose fault is that?!" Giorgio replied offended
"I mean, that if you took a bit more time to talk to your sister rather than any other female on the planet, maybe you'd know more about me" I casually answered, shortly crossing eyes with Valerio through the rear view "So how come Valerio ended up coming with you?"
"I told you-"
"That's bullshιt" I cut him off before he could even finish his sentence
"I didn't really want to come alone and since he offered..." my brother mumbled
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