When the story of Fiore's supposed engagement to Piero reaches Katia. Katia recalls on her past once more, the one she was trying to forget for many years. Now that she's with a famous band member, Gianluca Ginoble, she finds it hard not being able...
It's been three months since the plane landed in Oslo, Norway...
I've been frightened for my life...
All down to a stupid nightmare...
What annoyed me the most was that Gianluca refused to leave me at any point turning that trip. He put up a fight when Ignazio and Piero wanted to take him sightseeing. On one of the day's, he got his way. But thanks to my reasoning with him I wanted him to have the best time there. And so he listened. Today was the day that we finally got back to Italy, the tour had already ended and we landed back in Italy safely. But little did anyone know, I was actually going back to Gianluca's house. It would be the third time I've been there. Anytime I arranged to meet Gian, it was always at hotels or in cities far away from home. But, after discussing it over, we had arranged that while his schedule was free for a month we would make the most of our time together. Which I felt thankful for, as now I wanted to hug him and never let go.
We arrived back at his house not long after landing, as he opened the front door for me so I could bring my luggage out of the pouring rain. I heard the sounds of a dog whining in the background, as Gian quickly rushed to the kitchen, returning to me with his dog in his arms. I couldn't help but let out a small sigh of relief once I had managed to get my suitcase up the stairs by myself. With Gianluca watching me from the bottom, every second offering my his assistance. But I didn't need it, I knew I was more than capable of doing such a small and simple task that I knew that I wouldn't ever need his help, on in a time of crisis.
Gosh, this man makes me crazy...
Unpacking my stuff, I felt chuffed with myself seeing that Gianluca had a wardrobe and a set of draws emptied for me. Although I had been here a few times in the past, it was always with a backpack that was only packed for two or three days, not an entire month.
I glanced over towards the clock.
10:56 pm
It's that late already? I questioned myself as I decided to stumble towards the bathroom. Gianluca said it was fine for me to have a shower, and to be perfectly honest I was stinking pretty bad. Shutting the bathroom door behind me, I locked the door and lay my back softly against the cold wood. The tension that had been building in my shoulders had released itself, as I turned on the shower, shed all of my clothes and jumped in. The water was fresh and toasty hot that I felt as if it was myself melting under Gianluca's grasp when he...
No! Katia! Don't get yourself in those thoughts right now!
But I couldn't help it, the man that I have cherished since 2015 made me feel this way. He was the only man that could ever make me feel complete. He understood every single thing about me, my past and what I've been fighting against all my life. He understood the reason why Italian blood like me had to grow up in a foreign country, in the United Kingdom where I was out of harm's way. He acknowledged every single detail I told him, he comforted me through my nightmares to prevent them from becoming a reality. He understood everything.
I was deep in thought about the romantic times me and Gian had that after what felt like an hour, I managed to turn off the shower and wrap myself in a towel. I bought the towel up to my nose only to find the similar scent of Gian on it. It drove me crazy, he always knew what scents I liked, especially vanilla. Vanilla is a scent and a flavor that I can't get over. Whenever we went out for dessert and I saw vanilla on the menu, Gianluca always got the same as me. We always decided to share a dessert majority of the time rather than having to pay for one each. That was adorable.
Rubbing the towel over my damp hair and putting it into the hamper beside the door. Making sure the towel was firmly wrapped around my body, I used my spare hand to unlock the door and made my way slowly back to Gian's room. Pushing the already slightly opened door with my hip, I already saw Gianluca lying there, playing around on his phone waiting for me to return from my shower.
"All cleaned up now?" He questioned me with a smirk, then inhaling the air around us, "Did you use the vanilla shampoo I put out for you. Come here, let me smell your hair."
I couldn't help but let out a laugh as I perched onto the side of the bed next to him. He lifted up his torso slightly as his fingertips took a lock of my long brown hair and guided it to his nose. I saw the smirk on his face blossom into a smile. He gave an approving wink as I looked away almost immediately with a blush blooming on my cheeks. Making my way around to my side of the bed, I quickly glanced at the time again on my phone.
11:36 pm
Shit, I've been in the shower for a long time. I thought to myself, heaving out a heavy sigh that had been building in my chest. When I glanced back over at Gian, he was looking up at me.
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"What?" I couldn't help but giggle to him, but as I went to point something out, he placed his finger on my lips in a hurry.
"Yes I know what you're going to say," He chuckled, continuing his sentence doing an impression of my voice, "You've got that look in your eyes again Gian, stop doing that Gian."
Now that really got me laughing. I laid back on the bed, bursting out into laughter as towards the end I struggle to catch my breath again. I saw the amusement build on his face after my laugh died down. I rolled onto my side, bringing my eyes to meet his.
"You're that eager?" Those three words managed to slip from my mouth, "You know I'm exhausted, Gian."
I wasn't lying to him, I genuinely felt tired yet ready and I almost felt as if I was longing for him all this time. With his eyes looking me up and down, it was almost as if he was undressing me with his eyes, not his hands. Leaning up, I stretched my legs off from the bed and approached to where I had laid out my night clothes. I shoved on one of Gianluca's tops for a change and pulled up some briefs I had stumbled across from my suitcase. I didn't care if my clothes were matching or were the same colour, I just needed something to put on.
Getting back into the bed, I pulled back the covers so I could cuddle up with Gian. In his open embraced, he softly wrapped his arms around my shoulders as I put my head on his chest. Listening to his chest, I could hear his heartbeat pounding in his chest. It quickly got faster and faster, and I could sense his body language craving one thing. I mean, the last time we felt this way was months ago. During our time in Norway, we had kissed and spent quality time together. However, I guess we were too caught up in the action that we never y'know...
We never had sexy times...
Why do I even call it sexy times?
To Be Continued
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