Separated by the Sea

Back Home

Piero's P.O.V
Surprisingly, we boarded the plane rather quickly and didn't have to worry about a large crowd of fan girls. We must not have been that popular in this area. I guess that could be both a good thing and a bad thing. In this case, it was great because we could actually leave on time. Before meeting Destiny, I would have been excited to be going home, but I felt like I was leaving something, or someone, too important behind. I looked out the window next to my seat and gazed at the vast sea below us that expanded for miles all around. I thought about my life, and how different it would be if the ocean wasn't there, separating us. I turned away from the window and took in my surroundings. The seats here in first class were comfortable and well spread out. In a seat a few feet behind me, Ignazio was fast asleep. Gianluca was in a seat in front of mine and he was chatting/flirting with the flight attendant. I rolled my eyes and shook my head in disbelief. This is going to be a long flight and I don't want to spend it listening to Gianluca tell girls how many awards he has won or how many countries he's been to. I pulled out my phone and put in my earphones. I put on a song by Adele and quickly drift off to sleep.

Destiny's POV
The drive back home was long and boring. There was nothing but endless fields of dirt and a small town every few hundred miles. The silence was deafening and the occasional glance from my mother made me uneasy. To make the time fly by faster, I tried to sleep, but couldn't. It was impossible to not think about Piero and how I would be spending two weeks with him. I wondered where he was and what he was doing. He was probably flying somewhere over the ocean, millions of miles away from here. I sighed and fell asleep. During my slumber, I had wonderful, yet weird dreams. I could have sworn that I heard Piero's actual voice, and he was telling me that I would be his forever.