I frowned in confusion as I walked past hedge bushes. The twinkling fairy lights decorated beautifully around them to illuminate the pathway. Although the bright, big moon already guided my way.
Where was I?
I went to leave for some fresh air for a...
- SONG OF THE CHAPTER - • ADORE YOU • - by harry styles - _______________
- T A B I T H A - ________________
THE DAY HAD ENDED AND I WAS IN MY QUEEN SIZED BED TRYING TO FALL ASLEEP. But my mind kept on trailing back to that very handsome stranger. I don't know why I kept on thinking about him.
Most likely because of how hot he was and the fact that he just radiated power.
I sighed and shrugged over onto my side, smooshing my face into my white pillow. The only sounds that we're heard were the ceiling fan softly spinning to emit a nice breeze onto Nadia and I since we were underneath it.
It wasn't pitch black due to the large, luminous moon that shone into the bedroom.
"... Did you see the group of men wearing black suits when we were walking to Nonna and Nonno's house?" I asked her quietly since I didn't want to wake anybody up.
"Those hot dudes?" She asked. Her voice was muffled and lazy. She obviously had her face stuffed into the pillow.
"Yeah. But the hotter one. The dude that was talking to the old guy, " I answered and turned my head to face her although her back was to me.
"What about them?" She asked, yawning after and nuzzling her face into the pillow even more. I sighed and turned my bead back to its original position.
"Nothing, really. They just looked good, " I lied. Well- not about how hot they were.
"You think that sexy-ass man that was sitting down is taken?" Dia asked. I chuckled softly and shook my head.
"What? You mean the old guy?" I teased. She made a humming noise that sounded as if she were grossed out. I giggled.
"Gross,"
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AS SOON AS MY EYES OPENED THE NEXT MORNING I GOT INTO THE SHOWER TO WAKE MYSELF UP. It was already nine-thirty and we had planned to go to a beautiful little café to have breakfast with my Nonno and Nonna.
I applied my makeup and brushed through my damp hair. I was going to let it air-dry since it wouldn't look frizzy like it usually would by blow-drying it.
I went back into the bedroom and saw how Nadia was laid flat on her back with her phone in hand. She looked like the definition of 'dead'.
"Don't look, " I warmed her. She flipped onto her stomach so she faced the bed board. Her arms underneath the pillow and they came out on the other side so she could still go on her phone.
