March 11th, Sulmona, 1988
In the morning we both woke up early to get on the bus to early transfer from Chieti to Sulmona. Finally, some private time alone with him.
We both entered the bus saying out last goodbyes.
"Ciao, you both goofballs!" I shouted. They both said goodbye in their weird ways. I smiled and sat next to Craig. He smiled and held my hand, we didn't have to hide anything now. I placed my head on his shoulder and we waited until we got there.Sulmona, easily known as the forty-seven bus ride. We looked out our window, I read my book everything worked well.
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We arrived at night we both checked in the hotel and we both laid on our beds. It wasn't two beds it was one huge bed. Uh talking about space. I smiled and he grabs my waist to place me on the bed.
Getting touchy now, are we?
He placed his hands on my body and we both laid in bed in the same position. We laid in bed, that was until we heard our door knocking.
I raised my head and heard the door.
I moved Craig out of my body but he resisted. I smiled and rubbed his head.
"If you're not going to let me go, then the door will keep on making noise?" I said. He looks up before whining. He lets go and I went out. As I opened the door, it was a girl.
Young adult, she looked familiar. Oh yeah, she was the same girl from the record shop. Jealousy washes over me. I turned to Craig.
"Craig this might be for you..." I said giving him some space. He stands up from his bed. As he turns his attention to the girl at the door he looks at me, he placed a hand on my waist.
"Go..." I said. He nods more like hesitantly before giving me a kiss on my forehead. He walks out and talks to the girl.
He closes the door and I slide down the door bringing my legs up to my chest.
Why was she here? Was she stalking us? Was she here for Craig? Or did Craig ask her to be here? All of these doubts keep on filling my head that was until I went to the bed.
I closed my eyes and slept in for the night.
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March 12th, Sulmona, 1988
As the morning hits my back, I felt a hand on my back. It was Craigs. I was still mad at him, I moved his hand slowly trying to not wake him. I looked at him. He looked so peaceful. He sleeps deeply, I changed my clothes from last night.
It was a summer dress. Music erupted outside suddenly. I shake my head and turn to the window. It was a parade with a little sign on the middle.
'Festival of Love' I smiled and enjoyed the music. But...Something hits me. I saw someone with the exact same features as Roberto. He waves at me and I waved back.
Craig wakes up and moves next to me.
"Want to go?" He asks sleepily. I nod without looking at me. He wanted to kiss me but stops when I wasn't in the mood. He nods before going to the bathroom to take a shower.
"What time did you return?" I asked. He stops the water and looks at me. I just shake my head disappointed, what would you do if your own boyfriend couldn't even answer a question.
I strapped myself in some roman sandals and a little purse. As he comes out of the bathroom changed man of course. His little fluff underneath his chin which was not a lot to be exact was gone.
I faked a smile. He lifts me up and we both walked out of the room.

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All Things Matter.
RomanceAll things matter. Straight story Smut Warning: Inspired by: Call Me By Your Name.