Assassin In Love | Ethan Dolan

t w e n t y

Rose's POV
~thirteen days before~

I woke up in the morning to several messages and missed calls from Ethan. I totally forgot that I was supposed to facetime him last night. I must have dozed off before eight without realising.

Missed Calls[5]

missed call from ethan, 20:00

missed call from ethan, 20:05

missed call from ethan, 20:17

missed call from ethan, 20:23

missed call from ethan, 20:29

iMessage[23]

ethan:
yo

where are you?

can we facetime

its already 8.30pm

did you block me again

let me check

okay so you didn't block me

but where are youuu

dont tell me you fell asleep

what kind of assassin falls asleep at 8

you're like a grandma ya know?

getting in bed before 8...

smh answer me!!

answer me, sweetie pie

answer me, cutie

answer me, hottie

answer meeeeeee

:(

why you leave me

why you no like me

alright, you're obviously asleep

sweet dreams

dream of me alright?

____

I ignored his messages since I was almost running late. He shouldn't even know about what this mission is about. I've made up my mind to reply to him once I land in Sicily.

I was already at the airport by 4.27am with my baggage checked. I started roam around the airport to kill time. Soon enough, my 5am flight was calling for passengers to board the airplane. I sat down on my seat with my laptop and bag propped on the little built-in table.

I waited for the flight attendants to complete reciting their instructions before sticking my earbuds in my ear to block out any sound of the plane taking off. When the plane was off the ground, my body relaxed as I focused on the music that blasted in my eardrums.

I decided to watch a couple movies since it was an 8-hour flight to Sicily. After watching about two and a half movies, I fell asleep out of extreme fatique.

I woke up to the sound of the telecomn in my ears announcing the plane landing at Catania Airport (one of Sicily's main airports). I pulled the earbuds from my ears and packed them in my bag while observing one of the smoothest landings by aircrafts before my very eyes.

I let out a sigh I was unaware of holding onto and stood up from my seat to get off the plane. I walk through the long pathway to the nearest airplane door and watched my step when getting off.

I swung my bag on my shoulder and held my laptop to my chest firmly. I walked down the mobile hallway and headed towards baggage claim. I didn't need to wait extremely long since my bag was one of the first few ones to show up on the conveyor belt.

I quickly grabbed my luggage and exited the arrival hall. It was already around 9pm in Sicily which meant that it was nighttime. I hailed a cab and rode to the little apartment that belonged to Mr Dolan.

During my short little taxi ride, I've observed that all shops were closed and the city lights were almost non-existant. The ride to the apartment had a one-of-kind of deafening silence.

I only heard the sound of the tyres going against the gravel and hardened cement. There was absolutely no words exchanged between the taxi driver and I besides his queries for my destination.

When I finally reached my destination, I gave the driver his well-deserved money and went on my way. Mr Dolan had given me directions to his apartment and it is surprisingly located in the middle of nowhere. Civilisation seemed impossible to reach from where I was standing; which was in front of the main doors to the entrance of the building.

I slowly stepped into the building to be greeted by an awfully cheerful lady at the receptionist counter. I walked towards her desk and started a little conversation with her.

"Good day, Ma'am?" I asked.

"It was rather eventful. Someone complained about a leak but it was just some prank." she sighed.

"Oh well, I'd be on my way, then. Have a good night!"

"Addio [Goodbye] !" she replied.

I made my way to elevator and pressed the button going up. I waited for a few seconds before the doors opened. I stepped in and carried my luggage with me. Punched the number '15' only to realise that it was the last floor.

When I reached my floor, I found out that I was going to stay in a penthouse. My excitement couldn't be contained within me so I did a little awkward dance in the middle of the hallway, in front of the penthouse door.

Once I calmed down, I finally stepped in the place and settled down. It was about 11pm when I unpacked my stuff. I slept at the guest room because I was uncomfortable with taking the master bedroom.

I laid on my bed and turned on my phone. I had already found the password to the WiFi in the house so I could easily check my messages and social media accounts.

I didn't receive anymore text messages from Ethan so I decided to reply to his texts.

iMessage

me: im sorry

ethan: what for?

me: falling asleep before eight

ethan:
its cool, haha.

still can't believe you did that though

me:
yeah yeah, it's stupid.

i was so exhausted.

and i was supposed to call you smh

ethan:
yo, its okay

if it would make you feel better, we can call now?

im not too busy at the moment.

me: yeah, that'd be great

____

ethan
would like to facetime

accept | decline
accept
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a/n: hey. so this was a shorter chapter compared to most of the chapters i published. i hope you enjoyed this one. idk im having trouble writing smh, i cant find out why. i wont make this note too long since the previous one was honestly longer than i expected it to be. have a great day though :)