Lorenzo's POV
We were at my house. He told me he liked it here and the warmth it held. The comment flooded through my veins like pure heroine, and the happiness that exploded in my blood stream lead to the simple increase in my heartbeat.
He was driving me crazy and I had no idea how to cope with the heavy feeling I had settled in the crevices of my heart.
We were currently sitting on the couch, watching a movie. He insisted on this instead of going to bed. Like I said before, stubborn.
The movie ended a few minutes later and neither one of us moved. I'll admit, I knew he was uncomfortable in a house he didn't know, even though he said he liked it. He was still uneasy considering we hardly knew each other still.
"What's your favourite colour?" I asked stupidly. He chuckled "Orange." Hmm different. "Yours?" "Blue" He laughed again. "That's everyone's favourite colour." I let out a low chuckled and shrugged. But that's how we spent the next hour. We got to know each other, which felt good.
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It was currently 2am and we were laying in my bed. He had his head laying on my shoulder laying on his good side. He had fell right to sleep because of his medicine. I just couldn't fall asleep, I was too afraid. By the way he was whimpering, I knew he was hurting.
My thoughts were consuming me. They clouded my brain and were starting to eat away at my flesh.
He made me feel things and it scares the living shit out of me. I never knew it could feel so good but so terrifying. All I knew was that I would protect him and show him the good side of things.
His whimpering is what pulled me out of my thoughts. I looked down at him to see him sweating profoundly. "Gio?" I called out but it seemed like my voice was a distance echo in a void that couldn't be heard even miles away. He was having a nightmare.
I moved him onto his back and straddled him. I shook him and repeatedly called his name. He jolted awake in a trance. "Lorenzo?" He whispered in surprise.
"I'm right here, baby doll." He pulled me down gently to hug me. His rapid breathing started to show shallow, the longer we laid here.
I kissed his forehead and pulled myself up. "I got you Gio, okay?" He nodded and closed his eyes.
"Everyone is wrong about you, you know?" I scrunched up my eyebrows. "Everyone at my school use to say you were the worst person along side your dad. You were a cold hearted arse, who liked no one and never smiled. You have no feelings according to everyone else. They're wrong."
I gently smiled and put my face into his good shoulder. "Only for you baby doll." He stroked my hair and we sat there in silence.
I didn't understand how someone became so special to me in such little time. I teared up just thinking about him in that hospital bed. I knew I should've done something when I saw him last. That lead me not to see him for a month. I thought I lost him.
"Lorenzo? Are you crying?" I shook my head and wrapped my arms around his waist being careful not to hurt him.
"What are you doing to me Gio?"
He didn't answer. He played with my hair more and drew patterns on my back. "I got you too, Enzo."
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We fell asleep that night with our hopes high and our fears hidden deep down underneath our stomachs. I hid my fears of falling for this mystery boy and kept my mouth shut. My thoughts consumed me with the constant flood of questions.
Gio was going to be a huge part of my life now. It was like he made me feel safe and complete. He was all I ever wanted.
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Saving you (boyxboy)
Teen FictionGio Rossi is a petite 17 year old boy who's dad beats him. He lives in a world full of hatred and hurt but continues to put on a smile. He graduated high school early so his only job to his dad now is to be locked away in the house, slaving away in...