summer boy || H.S

nine

Nine

Summer

Fumming, I'm fucking fumming.

Harry of all people really just said that.

"Just because you go around fucking older men, doesn't mean I go around fucking younger girls" oh really Harry cause just a moment ago you couldn't take your hands off me.

I grunt in frustration and go to sit at my desk, preparing myself for tonight. The only thing that could make today worse was Giovanni, and just my luck, him and his family were invited to the party tonight.

Fucking yay.

I put on a small light pink slip dress and brush through my long brown hair. I frown at the bruise that still lasts on my wrist. Remembering that Giovanni will be here soon I sigh and put my brush down. I make my way to the door and gently knock.

To my surprise Harry opens the door rather quickly, dressed in his usual attire of jeans and a loose button down.

I avoid eye contact and push past him, out of the room. To my disappointment he doesn't make an effort to stop me or talk to me. He just loosely follows behind me and down the stairs.

As if on cue the doorbell rings, signaling the arrival of our guests. I open the door the reveal Giovanni and his family standing in front of me.

I put on a fake smile and cheer "ciao" as I greet each of them with hugs and kisses.

I lead everyone to the backyard as I make small conversation on the way. We meet with my family and the rest of my guest on the patio.

Throughout the hour I can feel Harry's eyes burning into the back of my head. Every now and then I glare at him, letting him know I'm not happy with him.

I keep close to Luca to ensure neither Harry or Giovanni will approach me. Unfortunate for me, Luca and Giovanni are pretty good friends, which gives him an excuse to talk to us.

Giovanni and Luca talk while I stand there gulping down glasses of wine and occasionally glaring at Giovanni. I play with my jewelry, and bracelets to keep myself busy.

At some point, while I was busy playing with my bracelet Luca left. This leaves just me and Giovanni, just what I didn't want.

He takes my hand, which brings my gaze up to his.

"What's this" He says referring to my bruise. I roll my eyes at him and walk inside. I hear him follow behind and decide to walk up to my room.

Once I'm inside Giovanni is close behind me and walks right past me and into my room.

"What do you want Giovanni" I ask, clearly annoyed. I avoid his eyes and go to sit at my desk, while he settles on my bed.

"Is something wrong?" he pauses and when I don't respond he ask "where did that bruise come from"

"You seriously don't know" I scuff.

"No I do not" He responds

"You gave me this Giovanni, remember when you grabbed me in the kitchen" tears threaten my eyes. Sorrow seems to fill his eyes as well as he walks over to me.

"Baby, you know I didn't mean to hurt you" He apologizes

"I know" I say quietly as he kneels down in front of my chair. He gently holds my hand and kisses the bruise on my wrist. The tears begin to fall from my eyes and I try my best to sniffle them back.

"I love you Summer, please forgive me" He stands and pulls my face into his stomach while I continue to sob into his shirt. He comforts me by lightly petting my hair and cooing at me.

I was upset at Giovanni, but mainly upset at myself, because I knew I would forgive him

AN: sorry if there's kinda long pauses between chapters i'm really trying to get my life together haha. love y'all and thank you sm for reading!! also the first chapter of summer boy has 165 reads thank you so much for that too!! ♡ ♡