Italian Boy

Chapter 1

Am i ready? Am i Doing the right decision?
Maybe i should just stay in America...Ughh. What the fuck Gabbie get your mind together you already booked the flight there is no turning back.
I said to myself while struggling to zip my suitcase. Finally i am all ready to leave. I  Check myself out touch up my makeup and i exit the front door without any hesitation.

I feel ready for once. I Need this change its gonna be fine . I am fluent In Italian and Im sure lots of people are going to speak English too!
Lets do this Gabbie.

As i arrive to the airport i look back and the only memories that come to my mind are bad and cruel. I hate this place it gives me anxiety and the thought of livivng the rest of my life here is honestly terrifying.

I walk into the airport and go to see where  i will have to go to check in . I See my flight " flight 0210 From California to Italy" We are leaving at 4:30 and its 12:00 what the hell why am i so early. Im usualy very late to basically just about anything.

Time doesn't want to pass by. It seems like LA doesn't want me to leave it's only 1:30pm and i feel like it has been 4 hours since i last checked my clock.

Suddenly i hear  a feminine voice coming through the speaker Flight "0210 To Italy Will start boarding at exit number 4 please make your way as soon as possible" . I jump out of my seat and run across the airport like a fucking wolf. To be honest i just want to get out of this place

I get to exit four and there is already a line of 20 people . I don't recognize any of them so i am just minding my  business while i wait.

I was scrolling through twitter while the line was moving forward and i didnt really pay attention to what was happening around me.

I reached the end of the line i showed the kind man that was standing in the exit my I.D and my ticket and he told me to get in the  plane.

I was first class because i  cant deal with annoying babies crying while i am trying to edit my videos.Its upload day so i have to work really fast. The Flight Attendant comes on the speaker and starts explaining the basics like safety , a tour of the plane etc.

We finally take off and im so ready for this 7 hour flight , i said to myself ironically. I didn't want to sleep in the plane because I know i will get jet lag and i wont be able to sleep at night so i started editing and once i finished i published my video and started responding to some comments

The hours went by so quick and it was already time to get out of the fucking plane . The plane that will change my life. I get out and i look around me.  I am in freaking Milano! I can't beileve i am finally here it feels so  unreal and I'm so happy.

I call the taxi that is supposed to pick me up and its on its way. I get into the taxi and next to me i see this handsome man.

I think to myself this guy will never talk to me so i just avoided any  contact . Suddenly i feel a tap on my shoulder and a voice telling me "Hey I am Piero you must be new"

A/N
Helllllo🦄 Zino here!
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