I anxiously tapped my fingers against my car's steering wheel.
I don't know why I decided to go.
Well, actually I did know why, I really just wanted to see his point of view of the situation and to perhaps, move past it and reconnect once again.
Before I knew it, I was pulling up in the parking lot of the café.
My heart began to race and I took a deep breath before I reached over to the passenger seat and grabbed my purse.
With a wave of determination washing over me, I quickly got out of my car and managed to trip.
I caught myself by throwing myself on the car I had parked next to.
I straightened out my dress and tried to act casual.
I closed my car door and locked it, when I turned around a very attractive man was smirking at me.
"I see you've met my car", he said in a deep voice with a slight South American accent.
"That wasn't funny and I mean all I did was park next to it so if that counts then yes I have", I smartly responded.
He chuckled, "I saw you, your handprints are all over my window. You owe me, and what I want is to take you out on a date", he said determinedly.
"Who the fück do you think you are? I don't owe you shït. Nothing, nada.", I responded.
"I'm sorry, just let me have your number", he reasoned.
"Yeah sure, 646-256-3427", I said with a wink. I watched him type it in his phone before swiftly walking away praying to God that he didn't call the fake number at that moment.
I walked inside and scanned the elegant café for Giovanni.
I found him sitting in the corner with one of the waitresses sitting on his lap.
How classy...
I walked over and cleared my throat before taking a seat across from him.
He whispered something into the girl's ear and she laughed before walking away purposely shaking her nonexistent ass to get his attention.
He stared at her ass before snickering and rolling his eyes.
We intensely stared at each other before he took a huge gulp out of his espresso.
"So, how's Angela doing?", he asked out of nowhere.
"My mom is great, she's still living in Italy. Doesn't want to be here in America, she says she could never adapt to this lifestyle. I actually haven't seen her in seven years", I explained.
"Damn, we should go Bella. I bet she would be very happy to see you after so long", he said.
My heart throbbed when he called me Bella bringing back so many nostalgic memories.
"Yeah, it would", I said absently while I thought of how lonely my mom must be seeing since she didn't even have my father anymore.
"You know what? Forget all this stupid talking shït out plan, we're going to Italy.", he firmly said.
"Uh what? You're joking, right?", I said with a hint of hope.
"Not at all, go back to your house to pack a suitcase and I'll pick you up tonight. I have a private jet so it's all covered", he said.
"Hell yeah, let's fücking go."
I got up and caught him staring at me with a small smile on his face.
"What are you waiting for?", I asked.
He got up and left some money on the table.
"4 p.m, I'll be there", he said with a wink before walking away to his car.
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I got home and immediately got a suitcase from my closet.
I filled it with all the things I would need, we hadn't talked about how many days we would be staying there so I packed more than enough clothes.
Better to have more than less.
I checked the time and saw that it was already 4:30, what the hell?
I decided to chill the fûck out and sat down to watch some Bates Motel.
After the episode had ended, I looked at the time to see it was 5:15.
Wow, hadn't been nearly a day and Giovanni had already failed me again.
I went to my room and grabbed the laptop off my night table.
I wasn't going to let it depend on him, he had started something and clearly wasn't going to finish it so I decided to take matters into my own hands.
I pulled up the website I was looking for and inputted all the information it asked for.
As soon I was done, I turned off all the lights in my home, grabbed the belongings I needed, locked the door, and walked to my car.
This bïtch was independent.
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A/N I know it went from like 0-100 but I got it planned out (;

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Storie d'amoreOrabella and Giovanni were once best friends as children but after he disappeared, she never heard nothing of him again. Years later, their paths cross once again except now there are a lot of more factors weighing in. What will become of them?