Come Back To Me

Chapter IV- Unspoken Memories

Lucas had not stopped talking ever since his fingers touched the wheel of the car. Though he definitely seemed like he was in good spirits before, the moment he started driving he furrowed his eyebrows, letting out loud sighs as words kept pouring out of his lips, most of them guided towards one person alone; Ignazio.

" Seriously, what the hell is that guy's problem? I know he's an artist and all, and artists are supposed to be these weird personas but damn it, he was almost rude every single second he chose to speak! Like, how, why? Damn, that girl definitely has lots of patience to be dealing with that guy all day and all night long!", he said exasperatedly, causing you only to roll your eyes while you kept staring at the road ahead.

" If you're that annoyed by him, why on earth did you invite him out? Literally noone forced you to!", you replied calmly, and he took a deep breath while he gripped at the wheel much harder.

" Because I'm not rude, like him.", he said strongly, and you slightly smirked.

You're nothing like him anyways, you thought, but did not say anything as you wished for nothing more but this night to end as quickly as possible. However, Lucas seemed unable to stop the conversation he was having, basically with himself.

" He was rude to you too, (Y/n)! I mean, that whole "left without saying anything" crap. Damn it, that's what happens when you have an adult job in this world! Unlike him, who's simply singing and traveling the world for free and all!", he said, almost furious, and you couldn't contain the small laugh that escaped from your lips.

" Says the guy who is a professional athlete. Such a regular job.", you said and immediately forced yourself to smile, while softly touching the side of his face.

" You need to calm down. In less than five minutes we'll all be sitting next to each other, supposedly having a good time, laughing, eating, talking. Let's not spoil the fun, let's decide to simply have a good time.", you said softly, and he nodded slowly, visibly relaxed. You nodded as well, and turned your attention back on the road.

After some minutes you parked your car and got out, only to see that Ignazio and his girlfriend had already arrived and were standing outside of the restaurant. You noticed that, while Ignazio stood straight, hands in his pockets and with a stern expression on his face, Marisa was practically hanging on him, her arm almost gripping his. She, of course, had the same, annoying smile plastered all over her face, and was the first to speak.

" Looks like we beat you, right? Ignazio was driving like crazy, I almost got dizzy at some point!", she said while laughing, and you smiled, mainly because of sympathy; you could tell she was trying to break the ice.

" Well, these streets are dangerous, one should be really careful while driving.", said Lucas, his eyes fixed on Ignazio's.

" If one knows the streets, going a bit faster won't kill anyone.", Ignazio responded on the same tone as Lucas, who was ready to respond but you interrupted him.

" Let's go inside, it's really cold here. And I think we could all use some wine.", you said softly, and turned your eyes to Ignazio's, who tore his from yours while nodding.

You sat at a table for four, since Marisa informed everyone that the rest wouldn't be able to make it, as they had met some people right before leaving, causing them to stay at the party. Across you sat Marisa, and next to you Lucas. You almost frowned as you noticed that Ignazio sat as far from you as possible.

The small talk was enough to get through the first hour. However, things started to elevate after that hour passed, when everyone, influenced by alcohol, started saying stories. And of course, as it almost always happened in such cases, the question of how each couple met was asked.