One True Love | Il Volo FanFic

Chapter 1

- 12 years ago -

"Come on guys! Come on!"

"Fiore slow down! We can't all keep up with you!" 

"The sky is awake! The morning sky calls out to me."

"Fiore, promise me, promise Gianluca, promise Piero, that you will always stay safe no matter if we part."

"I promise, I promise!" 

"Fiore, it's time to go! We're being forced out of the country by our own damn family."

"No papa! Don't separate me from my loves."

"Sorry, honey. But it's for the best."

"No! Piero! Don't let him take me!!"

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How long has it been since I was taken away from them? It always seems like a nightmare whenever I awaken to this flashback. I'm 18 now, and this incident happened all because I was forced by my own parents to move to the United Kingdom and study. I just wish I could've stayed with them. I wonder how they're doing today. Being able to live once again in Italy has made my dreams come flooding back all at once. I'm questioning myself too much that I don't even realise that I've gotten out of my bed until I see my reflection in the desk mirror. My hair was all over the place, strands of my light golden blonde hair. As I prepare and wash my face to start off the day, my phone on my table side starts to ring. I glance over and become startled from the unknown caller ID. This number clearly wasn't on my phone. I wonder who it is, so I decided to answer the call.

"Hello, Fiore speaking. Who is this? I don't seem to have your number on my contacts."

"Good morning Fiore. I'm the manager for Il Volo. I heard that you should know them."

It took me a few seconds to reply back to the comments the manager made, "I'm sorry, but Il Volo? I'm not sure to as what you mean about me knowing them. I've only recently moved back to Italy so if this is another scam you can wait for my lawyers to sew you."

"No such thing will be required. Can I invite you to a meeting so that you can meet them for yourself? You do come from a wealthy family, so invitations like this should allow you to be used to it.

"Alright, I'll attend on one condition." I wasn't going down without a fire, "If I know them, I must be allowed to see them whenever I request it."

"I will arrange the plans, but only some times this request can be implemented. Thank you very much for your time Fiore." 

"Yeah, you too." 

I placed my phone back onto the desk with a sigh of relief. I don't believe of ever hearing a band called Il Volo. I decided to shake the thought off and continue to dress for the mad day ahead of me. But as I turned to face the mirror, I wasn't seeing my reflection, but a boy I used to know when I was younger. Gianluca... we used to go around the streets of Italy, helping people with chores and doing basic essentials that people couldn't do by themselves. However, when I got too deep in thought, the image of Gianluca disappeared and I was left facing myself again. 

Moving my body, I left my house. I made sure to lock the door securely as last time I had someone rob my house of my belongings. Ahh... the sweet fresh air of my home town. How long has it been since I was able to roam around freely like this? My father was no where to be seen, he was out in Rome completing work business. My mother was at the local care home in Trento helping elders, and I was stuck by myself, yet I had the company of my grandmother to help me around the house and with school work.