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THE next day had arrived by swiftly. It was currently the afternoon, a few of Eliana's friends were playing volley ball in the front main entrance of the villa. On Harry's team was Chiara, Luca and Liliana and they were playing against three others that they had never even met. Again it was so strange that random people came freely to her house without an invitation, but it didn't bother her parents for some odd reason and Eliana didn't quite understand how they put up with that. She would mention it to her parents and bring up her concerns but after all they wouldn't listen to her—they pay the bills, so they make the rules.
Eliana sat at the metal table with her friend Marzia, watching the game unfold as they conversed. She watched Harry intently, noticing that he was actually quite competitive, she found it very amusing. She melted at the sight of Harry's sweat dripping down from his ringlets straight to his forehead, he wiped it with the back of his hand before he puffed for more air to enter his lungs, exhausted from playing so hard.
"Sicuramente é meglio de quello dell'anno scorso, ti ricordi?" [He's certainly a big improvement from last year, do you remember?] Marzia mentions, tilting down her sunglasses to eye up the unfamiliar English man. Eliana laughs at her friends words, reminiscing about the rude girl who had come to her house last summer to study literature.
Boredom takes over her body as she sits with her friend, not really talking about anything that's gaining her interest so she waves her off before she makes her way to the large fridge in the kitchen. She grabs a ice cold bottle before she closes the door shut and makes her way in the direction of Harry. After watching him play outside in the unbearable heat for atleast an hour, she began to notice his dehydration. "Here." She smiles, holding out the bottle in front of Harry. He looks at her for a brief moment before he grabs the bottle and gulps down the cooling liquid, he licks his bottom lip as he removes the bottle from his mouth, handing it back to Eliana without even muttering somewhat of a thank you.
Harry suddenly wraps his arm around her shoulder, gently squeezing his thumb and forefingers into her in a friendly manner. Eliana was completely and utterly confused, how could Harry go from lacking basic manners towards her to being all nice and acting like everything was okay. She leans into his large hand, spell bound for a moment by his magic touch that gave her goosebumps all over her tanned skin. However, she snaps out of her thoughts and pulls away from his grasp abruptly knowing full well she shouldn't give in to him when he's rude to her. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you." Harry apologised, taken aback by her fast movement away from his side.
"I'm not hurt." She bluntly remarks, clearly lying straight through her teeth and Harry noticed this, she wasn't good at lying at all. He walks behind her back and places his hands on the top of her shoulders, lightly beginning to massage her in an attempt to fix his mistake of holding her too tight.
"Here let me make it better, just relax." Eliana couldn't relax, being around Harry made her so tense and stressed. She didn't know how to act around him, she always over thought what she was going to say to him because she didn't want to annoy him or offend him in any way shape or form. "You're as stiff as a board, you're made of knots." He giggles, continuing to satisfy and relieve her.
