Tori Kelly imagines [Editing]

Nothing can stop us

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I looked down at my watch, my brother was late. He begged for me to help him and he is late for his own thing. I rolled my eyes this was always like him.

My brother was a private tour guide used mainly for famous people. Since being a native in Italy and fluent in many languages this job suited him. He only calls me over to help him with his job when he doesn't have a driver for the tour, or when he can't do it himself.

A fancy BMW SUV pulls up to the main building. This is one of the perks of being a private tour guide for celebs, you get a fancy car.

"Ciao fratello," I greeted my brother in Italian as he tosses the keys to me.

"Sei in ritardo," I shook my head at how careless he could be. "You're late"

"Calm down, y/n. The group I'm guiding had a delayed fight and just barely touched down. So we are noi stiamo bene," I glared at my brother. Even though he might be fluent in English, I had a harder time with it I can understand some but in a very choppy way. "We are fine"

"Fratello, che odio quando si parla inglese," I grumbled at him when he repeated what he said but in our native language. "Brother, you know I hate when you speak in English"

"Get used to it," this time, I understood what he said. My brother gave out a hearty laugh handing over a map with locations of we will be visiting.

"Come now. To the hotel," he sat in the passenger seat pulling on his seat belt.

During the ride to the hotel, my brother taught me some basic saying in English that I needed to work on.

"Wait here," was all my brother said before he left the car.

I sighed in boredom swinging the car keys in my fingers. I got out of the car and streatched out my arms and legs knowing that next couple of hours I will be cramped inside a car.

"Y/n!" I heard my brother call out my name. I saw him waving his arms and a group of 4 trailing behind him.

"This is y/n, my sister, she will be our driver today.  Please excuse if she is quite her English isn't best but she will certainly try her best," I slowly nodded at the words my brother was spewing out without a clue.

There was this girl in the very front who looked very excited. She was really pretty.

"Buongiorno, mi chaimo y/n, piacere," I greeted myself to the pretty blonde in front of me. Though I quickly realized she might not have understood me. "Good day, my name is y/n, pleasure to meet you"

"Um, hello, name is y/n. Good meeting you," I said in choppy sentences with my thick accent. I started blushing when my brother started laughing at me I knew I screwed up somewhere.

"Ciao, my name is Tori," she slowly pronounced the words.

I nodded in response, "Tori."

I don't know why but the Tori girl started to blush when I said her name. Did I ever mention how pretty she was?

Tori started to introduce her other friend to us but I didn't pay attention or understand. I was busy looking at her.

"Andiamo" my brother patted my arm. We all piled into the car. First stop was Rome spending a couple days there and then to Naples. "Let's go"

For some reason, instead of my brother sitting next to me in the passenger seat, it was Tori instead. I look back to see my brother having a loud talk with the rest of the group and hearing loud laughter erupt sometimes. I tried to talk to Tori but it was hard with the amount of English vocabulary words I knew.