Hitman {N.M}

Chapter Sixteen

Thank you so much for all the feedback on Chapter Fifteen!

I hope you enjoy this Chapter just as much.

Follow me on my social media below for updates or information about when Chapters will be posted.

Tumblr - fandomwhoreex

&

Twitter - @nickidiavolaa

Enjoy!

------------------
Francesca's POV

"Francesca, mia figlia bella" my  father smiles at me when he sees me walk into his office.

He walks over to me, pulls me into a hug of course I hug him back "Hi dad"

Although I can't help but be a little bitter, I mean he left for almost a month without ever calling. He took his golden child with him, I guess John was all he needed.

John was a boy, he could take over the family business, carry on the Dipasquale name, I was just useless, pretty sure he always wanted all boys.

"How are you? How are things with those boys?" He questions letting go of me so he could look me up and down to see if there was any psychically evidence that Nate and Sam haven't been good to me.

"They're fine, surprisingly it's been a lot of fun..." You say honestly "Fun? Has that Wilkinson boy tried anything with you?" You laugh at his panic "No dad, he hasn't" "I'd kill him" "I know"

"Good, well I'll have those boys bring your stuff back home tonight" he says to me walking back over to his desk and I look at my brother, but he's not paying attention.

"Home? You're staying?" I ask trying not to sound too disappointed but I failed "Yes please bella, don't be too excited" he laughs.

"Sorry but I...-" I begin but since my brother knows me all too well he gives me this look that's telling me not to say anything stupid which I totally was. I was about to tell my dad I didn't wanna go home with him because well...I'm not into pretending we're some perfect family when we are far from it.

"Francesca?" Dad says so I continue on "I...I just thought this was temporary" actually I was hoping it would be.

"Well you never really know but while I'm here now I want you home with me" he says like the fact that he may have to disappear again is completely normal.

"Right, of course" I hate this so much but I've gotta play nice.

"Come on you gotta be happy to be back in your own bed" John says walking over to me, I laugh "Yeah"

I'm so gonna kill him.

**

I had convinced my dad to let me go get my own stuff from Nate and Sam's place.

I was in the room I had called my bedroom for the last month putting my clothes back in the bag I had brought, I think I might've actually stole his stuff too but oh well.

I so did not wanna leave but I wasn't looking to start World War III, I think part of it was also the fact that I now didn't know what this meant for my relationship, I've only ever had one other boyfriend because well no one wants to date the daughter of a guy who's probably on the FBI's most wanted list.

I wasn't considered a job anymore, what if Nate realizes that he doesn't actually like me as much as he thought he did and it was only because he was forced to be around me before?

What if he misses his freedom of being with any girl he wants? I know I'm not the best looking girl in the world nor was I that girly.

"You're packing...your dad is staying?" I hear so I look up and see Nate standing in the doorway.

"Yeah, he's making me go home" "Shit, I was hoping it was only temporary" I laugh "Yeah me too...I don't wanna leave but I'm sure you want you room back" "No, I don't want you to go either" he tells me and I'm probably blushing like an idiot.

He walks over and lays on his bed "Come here, lemme say goodbye the right way" I stand up and sit on the bed next to him but then decide to be daring and make myself comfortable on top of him.

"Goodbye?" I joke, he rolls his eyes "You're so annoying you know what I mean" "I only annoy you because...I love you"

Shit, hes probably creeped out now, its only been barely a month your together and I'm throwing around "I love you" did I mean it in that way? Yes but I hadn't meant to tell him yet because I was pretty sure he wouldn't say it back, for all I know we aren't even on the same page, maybe he isn't looking for long term.

Ugh

"Sorry I didn't mean it like that" I lied and get off of him.

**

Nate's POV

She loves me? Does she mean it like I think she does?

"Frankie-" I start but she cuts me off "No its okay you don't have to say anything, just forget I said it" "That ain't something you just forget" she groans "Great now I made things weird" I laugh, shes so cute.

"You didn't but we gotta talk about it" I couldn't let this go, shes a girl she needs closure on certain things...I think I don't know I didn't do relationships till now and I actually give a fuck about Frankie, don't wanna leave her guessing about anything we gotta be on the same page...right?

"Do we really have too?"

"We don't have to but we really should"

"Since when do you like talking about feelings?" she has a point I usually hate this shit but its not about me, its about her "I don't but this ain't about me, now get your ass back up here so we can get all emotional"

She listens and sits back on our bed, yes that's right I said our bed whether shes living here or not it will always be, just doesn't feel right calling it just mine anymore. God damn this girl has taken over my life in a mater of weeks...I hate her.

"So you said something...?" I start, she groans "You're so annoying, stop being weird"

"I'm only annoying because I love you" I tease or at least I think I am, I mean I have to say it doesn't sound all that weird saying it but...the way it makes me feel inside I don't like at all.

"Haha very funny but look...Yes I said I love you did I mean to? No but I did mean it and I know you probably think I'm crazy since its only been a month, if I didn't just ruin everything I promise to never say it again-" she rambles on "Frankie" I stop her "What? You wanted to talk about this" "I know but just chill, you're rambling and I don't speak crazy girl"

"Sorry.." then her phone rings, she looks at it then looks back at me "Its my brother, dad is asking questions I should go" she gets up "Wait, how you getting to your dads?" I ask sitting up and, if you noticed I ain't call it home because this is her home for however long she wants it to be whether she's here or not.
"The bus...?" shes hesitant because she knows I would never let her do that "Yeah, over my dead body, I'll wait for you outside"

"and...yes we will finish this conversation" I tell her, kiss her cheek and leave the room.

Francesca Dipasquale will definitely be the death of me.

**

AN: Her father just may or may not find out the truth about their relationship soon...