I get a notification:
1 missed call from Mar🥺💜
I call him back.
Mar: hi mamas, imma pick you up later alright?
Mila: oh, why?
Mar: I'm gonna take you on that date like I promised.
Mila: where, I need to know what to wear.
Mar: ooh, where that cute little flower dress you always wear.
Mila: i haven't worn that in over a year Mar. it probably doesn't even fit anymore.
Mar: even better ;)
Mila: shut up.
Mar: it's not like it'll be on the whole night shorty.
Mila: I'm gonna pretend like you didn't just say that. What time.
Mar: 6.
Mila: ok, bye bubba. I'll see you later.
Mar: okay, bye beautiful.
I hang up the call.
Okay, 3 hours is enough time, right?
I do my daily routine, and try and find the flower dress he wants me to wear.
Okay, perfect. Thank god it still fits... barely.
I do my regular makeup routine: concealer, mascara, blush, high light, and a tiny bit of eyeliner.
It's 5:45 by now, and so I'm just waiting for Mar.
My dad walks in.
Pa: your mom wants you to- oh honey, bellissima! You look gorgeous.
I twirl around to show off my dress.
Mila: you like it?
Pa: i love it. Where are you going?
Mila: oh, Mar planned out this date. He's picking me up soon.
Pa: ah, a date. When he gets here I want to have a talk with him. You know, set the ground rules.
Mila: pa, you already know Mar.
Pa: yeah, but now he's dating my only daughter, so.
Mila: fine.
We both hear a knock at the door. My dad jogs over to the door and he opens it to reveal a smiling Mar, holding daisies.
I run up and give him a hug.
Mila: daisies. My favorite. How did you know?
Mar: Mattia.
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Brother's friend
FanfictionYou are Mattia's little sister and you have always liked a special someone in his little group of friends. It's hard not to like him when things get heated between them...