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LATER that night—Harry, Eliana, Chiara, Marzia and Luca went to a restaurant in town square that was a very popular place for dancing at night time. Everybody dances as the pop music plays, moving their bodies in time with the beat as they show off their best moves. Eliana eventually grows bored, soon making her way back to the table where Marzia and Luca was sat. Eliana was still annoyed at Harry for lying to her this afternoon, she would've rathered him just tell her that her friend's were coming. He ended up just getting her hopes up by saying it would've only been just the two of them.
Eliana watches from the table as Chiara tries to dance sexily for Harry, her blood boiled at the sight even though she had no right to feel jealous. Harry wasn't hers at the end of the day, he could do whatever and whomever he wanted. Chiara moved her thighs in between his, almost grinding onto him which made Eliana huff in annoyance.
"Ma ci ata provando?" [Is he hitting on her?] Luca questions with an excited tone, he was always one for gossip so it didn't surprise Eliana that he was being especially nosy with Harry. Considering he came all the way from England and barely anyone knew anything about him apart from that he was studying art. "Ha già cuccato?" [Are they doing it then?] That question annoyed Eliana to no end, even thinking of Harry in the arms of another girl made her fists clench.
"I don't care." She lied straight through her teeth, desperately trying to pry her eyes away from the two practically dry humping on the dance floor. But she couldn't seem to do it, and this was only hurting her feelings even more. Eliana would do absolutely anything to be in Harry's arms right at this moment, dancing with him underneath the moonlight. Marzia catches the saddened look on Eliana's face, knowing that something was immediately wrong but she decided to just leave it alone. When Eliana was confronted about her feelings, she would often lash out at the person for even asking what she felt.
"Lo vuole a tutti i costi, eh." [She's really after him, that's clear] Marzia tries to find the right words to make Eliana feel better but it was clear that she probably just accidentally made it worse. Eliana never really smoked but she really felt the urge to release all her stress and anger from all of today's events. Her friend's watch in shock as she grabs the packet of cigarettes off the table, pulling one out with her manicured fingers before she places it in between her glossy lips and lights the end. She inhales the toxic smoke into her lungs before holding it for a second, soon releasing it into the air with her head titled back. When she lifts her head back up, she catches the gaze of Harry, even he was shocked that she was doing such a thing.
