*Marzia*
I wake up, to an empty side of the bed,
And realise I'm back in Italy. Yesterday night was beautiful. It must have been better than our first date. I felt so overwhelmed with happiness and sadness, and... Love
The song was beautiful. It perfectly described every emotion I felt before I left Felix. The kiss was everything I wanted, tender, sweet, and made the butterflies come alive in my stomach.
I can't describe him in words. He's better than all words combined.
I turn to my side, sighing sadly. I don't want to get out of bed now. I smell Felix near me, and I sit up and look around.
Nobody's there.
I then sniff my sweater, which smells exactly like Felix. I look at it, and I realise I've taken his sweater to Italy.
My phone pings.
Of course it is Felix.
'Here we go again', he greets.
I giggle, because that's exactly what I said when we parted for the first time.
I miss him so much.
Then I get an idea.
An idea that may change the rest of my life.
Shakily...I call Felix.
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A Suitcase: A PewDiePie and Marzia love story.
Fanfiction*HIGHEST RANK #203 IN TEEN FICTION* *** 18 year old Marzia Bisognin decides to move in with her boyfriend she met on the internet, but there is one thing that holds them back from trusting each other a hundred percent. A small, black suitcase...
