And I'll Call You By Mine

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(Oliver's view)
I feel so bad about getting engaged but I had no choice, if my father found out I fell in love with a man he would have me put away in some insane asylum or even yet if he found out I fell in love with a 17 year old boy. After I got back from Crema I tried my hardest trying to forget him but I couldn't. And that's when I found her. She is an old lover of mine but never truly got over me so I took the opportunity, I told myself I used to love her why can't I now? so after 3 months I proposed, I thought I loved her I truly did but my heart belongs with him Elio that awkward 17 year old who somehow I fell for. That night when I got engaged I had to call him I had to. That call was the hardest thing I've ever had to do it completely broke me hearing him whisper his own name like it's the last time he'll ever say it. I told myself I  was lying to him when I said I remember everything but it's true, those memories are the only thing that I have left of him; they are my treasure and I will guard them with my own life if I have to. 

A few months have passed and things got worse I'm not happy How I could I be when all I can think about was him; the way he put his lips to mine softly at first but then passionately, the way he cared so much about music and everything else but would drop everything just for me he's genuine. My one wish right now in the entire world is to go back to the hot and restless Italian summer ... but that never could happen because I can't go back no matter how much I want him I simply can't.

A year has passed by Oliver and his fiancé are still to be wed

To be honest I'm not sure if I can go through with this marriage thing. It's Elio I can't quit him he's my drug; he's stuck in my heart forever and he's not getting out.

Later that night

I called him... he responded with quick answers like he was trying to hide something, or maybe he was just simply broken and wanted nothing to do with me which I don't blame him what I did was terrible but I HAD to. Out of impulse, I asked to speak to his parents, when we spoke I told them I had a job in Italy and wanted to stay with them and they said yes of course. But I never had a job in Italy that was a lie I knew this was going to be a bad idea but I couldn't help it I craved him I had to see him again what can I say I'm in love with him. I bought a one-way ticket to Italy hoping that I wouldn't have to buy one back for a very long time...

one week later

Here I am; stepping off the plane into my heaven also know as Crema. I've called Crema heaven before but it wasn't because of its great beauty but simply because of a particular Italian boy. The palms of my hands were damp with sweat as I approached the Perlman estate. All of those beautiful memories came flooding back. I knocked a special knock that only he would know of on their grand wooden door. He came scrambling down the steps almost losing his balance then in one sudden movement he swung open the door. I looked at his face and admired everything aspect of it, his freckles, his narrow nose, his not thick or thin but just perfect shaped lips, his sharp jawline; his hair changed it used to be short now it's long and unkept, the color on his cheeks kept draining as he looked at my face. His eyes wandered down my face onto my star of David hanging around my neck and I could see the mini pools of water forming in his eyes then with a soft whisper he said "Elio...".