Road 143

Road 2

Author's Note:

Yehey! Finally! Road 2!

You can scroll down or swipe to the right now ;)

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Lovino's POV

"Since you made me ride your car, I'm sure you have some plans for the two of us tonight." Isabella snapped.

I looked at her. Her green hues twinkling either from excitement or happiness. And her pink luscious lips are carved into a bright smile.

She's just like her bastard of a brother, always smiling.

When did I started to like her? The first grade? Second?  Third? Middle school?

I don't have any fucking idea.

"Vino? May I know where you are taking me?" She snapped me back to reality from a trance that she caused.

"I-uh.... You choose." I told her.

"What?" She laughed. "You're the one who invited me. You should be the one that will maneuver through the streets of Carolina."

Oh shit.

Now, where will I take her.

I looked through the windows and saw little rascals running through the streets. I guess they are playing tag.

Wait, tag?

And that just gave me an idea.

"Wait. I know." I looked at her then started the engine.

Throughout the whole ride, Isa will either tell me a joke then laugh or would hum random tunes.

Whatever she's doing, she is still fucking adorable. She somewhat reminded me of my cheerful little sister.

"Bella, what time is it?" I asked her, not removing my vision from the road.

"Did you just called me Bella?" She asked then giggled.

"Yep. Something wrong with that?"

"Nothing. It's just unusual."

I shot her a quick glance then laughed. "Since you are the only one that is calling me Vino, should I also get a special nickname for you?"

"Wait. Why Bella? Are you a fan of Twilight?" She looked at me.

"What?! Fuck no. But my sister is. Seriously speaking, I guess I'll call you Bella because in Italian, Bella means beautiful." I winked at her.

I saw her blushed then giggled again. "Thank you for the compliment Mr. Italian."

I just laughed at her happiness.

"By the way, it's 6:20 pm." She giggled.

It's just one of the things I liked about Isabella. She's always happy and won't get tired of smiling or laughing or giggling.

A few more minutes later, we arrived at our destination. Since the sun has set, it's a bit dark with a few lamp post open.

But still looked a lot like what it was, 11 years ago.

I stepped out if the car then went to Bella's side. I opened her door like a gentleman.

I'm just like this whenever I'm with Bella.