Desire {Christian Delgrosso Fanfiction}

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"Wake up sleepyhead!!!" I yelled walking back inside Christian's bedroom as he immediately half-stood up from the bed, staring at me with his cute, sleepy face.

"It's camping day!!!" I yelled again all excited, raising my arms and waving them from side to side.

Christian rolled his eyes at me and fell on the pillow again, moaning softly at the pleasure of the bed and the covers were giving him. I sat down on the bed next to him and laid my head on his stomach.

"I know that you love the bed more than me but it was your idea to go camping this week!" I emphasised the word 'your' chuckling a bit as Christian sighed pressuring himself to get out of the warm bed. "So now, you need to get your lazy ass out of bed, baby." I giggled and he started playing with my hair while my head was still on his stomach, hearing every breath he took.

"I love my bed but I love you more so yep, I'll get up right away." He messed up my hair the way parents did to their little kids, I got up to fix them immediately because I always hated it when people did that and Christian found his chance of getting up as well.

"Have you packed anything yet?" Christian mumbled, avoiding all the thrown on the floor clothes and other stuff.

"Kinda did, kinda didn't." I frowned a bit, taking a glance around the messed up room.

"Obvious much." Christian teased me, shaking his head before chuckling and leaving the room to use the rest room.

I tried to find any kind of suitcase to pack some clothes but all I found was a really big suitcase which in my opinion, was too big for the trip. I tried again, searching from the one side of the closet to the other and thankfully, I found what I was looking for. A red, average sized sack that would be perfect for some clothes that we needed to carry with us and another sack, smaller but perfect for all the cameras Christian would probably take with us.

I unzipped the red sack shoving in some clothes for Christian and some of mine that I had left in his apartment since last month. I also packed a second pair of shoes for each in a separate bag.

"Babe? Have you seen my small camera? You know, the one that's suitable for the car?" Christian was mumbling from the hall as I could hear his steps all across the hall, up and down, searching for that camera.

"Maybe it's in the car?" I said in a 'duh' expression while I was filling my bag with my personal stuff.

"Oh, yeah, you're right." Christian said, his tone easy and agreeing.

I sighed, shaking my head. "I'm always right, genius."

"Whatever, Mrs. Always Right."

I giggled quietly at his last comment as he walked downstairs to get more stuff to carry with us. Somehow, he always needs to carry a dozen of not so important stuff with us. I pushed the two full sacks on the hallway and started getting dressed up. Christian hadn't even chosen what he'd wear, he seemed more interested in carrying all the electronical devices with us rather than deciding what to wear.

After less than half an hour, I got downstairs all dressed up already. I carried the sacks with me since Christian was still downstairs doing absolutely nothing. "Christian, seriously!?" I exlaimed when I saw him sitting on his desk, being busy with his phone and another camera.

"Oh, right, sorry." He set down the devices and rushed upstairs to get ready or so I hoped. At least, he always listened when I was complaining or bossing him around. Well, I wasn't bossing him around but sometimes, I was getting impatient with him getting absent minded out of nowhere.

"What do you need all those cameras for anyway!?" I mumbled, certain that he wouldn't listen to that but in my surprise, he did.

"How am I going to picture the beauty?" He yelled from upstairs and I laughed. "Of nature?" I asked, yelling back a bit, sarcastically. Christian was probably rolling his eyes, I could even sense it. "Of you, (Y/N)." He replied to my mostly sarcastic question leaving me with a dropped jaw, blushing.

"See you in the car." I shouted and got out of the apartment with the car keys and the sacks in my hands. I loaded the sacks in the back of the car and waited inside.

I played some music until Christian would finally come and he did after ten minutes or so with his hands full of other sacks and backpacks as if we were not going just for camping. I opened the window and raised an eyebrow at him. "Why do you need all these!?" I kind of freaked out at the sight of all those things that were being loaded in the car.

"Trust me, we're going to." Christian sounded like he smirked at his own words and I rolled my eyes again.

"It's going to be just three days..." I mumbled, shaking my head when Christian got in the car.

"(Y/N), where will you stay?"

"Huh?" I furrowed my brows, my eyes confused, looking at Christian's dark eyes.

"Tent. You need a tent. Genius." Christian said in a sharp tone but sarcastic and teasing, making me laugh out loud at my own ignorance.

"Oh my god, hahaha, you're so right!" I managed to say between my laughter, my eyes tearing up, I couldn't even control my breaths.

Christian was staring at me as if I had gone mad which only made me laugh more. "Fine, stop, it wasn't even funny." He said, his eyes widened at the view of me laughing non stop.

"You were so right!" I kept on laughing even when Christian started the car and drove away.

"I'm Mr. Right, (Y/N), I know." Christian took that as a compliment and I finally managed to stop laughing like an idiot.

"And it was funny. But wanna hear something funnier?" I cleared my throat and sat back normally on the passenger's seat.

Christian frowned a bit. "What?" He said, looking at me with the corner of his eye.

I got prepared to shoot my next statement, deadly serious as if what i was about to say was a big deal. "You don't go camping with this car! Genius!!!" I emphasised the word 'this' with raising my voice and pointing my index finger down to the car and yelled the last word.

Christian pretended to be mad at me but I was sure he wanted to laugh. "Good thing I had turned on this camera so I got this moment taped!" I said happily as I pointed to the car's small camera that I had turned towards our direction instead of the road's.

"I hate you." Christian scoffed, shaking his head lightly.

I chuckled. "I love you, too, babe."