Something special

Chapter 4

Sofia P.O.V

It's been a week since the incident, and I'm honestly fine. The only thing is that I'm a lot more scared of fire. Usually, a fire place wouldn't affect me, but now I move as far away from it at possible. Ace has sent me flowers every single day, and never seizes to make my day.

Antonio have been giving me weird looks, and so have the rest of my brothers. It's like they know something I don't. I quickly call Trevor to come over so we can have another practice.

"Hey little grape." He says, spinning me in a circle. I let out a giggle, and drag him to the dance studio.

"Where are all the flowers from?" He asks, and I look down to hide my blush.

"Um, well after the incident, your boss kept sending them, so..." I shrug nonchalantly.

"You have a crush on him!" Trev says, and I roll my eyes. "Tell me everything." He says making me giggle. Something about how excited Trev was made me want to spill my guts, and that's exactly what I did.

"Woah." He says once I'm finished. "Wait. He likes you, and you like him, so I don't understand what the issue is."

"Well, since firstly, he doesn't like me, and secondly I'm angry at all his stupid assumptions." He nods his head slowly, and I continue. "Thirdly, you know about my brothers. I'm twenty and still haven't had my first kiss. I've had three crushes my entire life, and I've only seen any of them in movies. How do you think they'll react when I say I like someone and he held me in his arms while I was having a panic attack?"

"I see where you're coming from, but this seems really good. I totally ship it. Now, can we go binge mean girls?" I laugh and lead him to the movie room.

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The next morning, I wake up with a pounding headache, and an icky feeling. I use all my energy to take a shower and throw on another pair of pyjamas.

I make my way downstairs, and find Gio in the cinema room. He's watching some sci-fi movie, but I don't care. I walk up to him, and sit in his lap, burying my face in his neck.

"Are you okay, bambina?" he asks, rubbing my back. I shake my head, and hug him tighter. Over the years, I've discovered that I act like a five-year-old when I'm sick. "Are you feeling sick?" I nod my head, and he checks my temperature. "Dante!" He yells.

"Dude, stop yelling." Dante grumbles, walking in. When he sees me, his face becomes concerned. "Are you feeling sick, princess?" I nod my head, and he checks my temperature. "She has a temperature." He murmurs. "Come on princess, let's get you to bed." I lift up my arms like a baby, and Dante picks me up. It's times like these that I appreciate my tiny frame.

Ace P.O.V

"Yes?" Antonio answers the phone. I spoke to him the day after the bomb, about having feelings for Sofie, and after a lot of threats, he finally gave me permission to pursue her.

"I'm having a dinner party at my place tomorrow, and wanted to invite you guys and Sofie." I say, taking a seat at the breakfast bar. Bradley raises his eyebrows, making me flip him the bird.

"Sofie is sick at the moment, and I'm not sure if she'll be up for it tomorrow." I'm instantly on alert.

"What's wrong? Is she okay?" Antonio chuckles.

"She's fine, she'll be better in a couple of days. It's just a cold."

"Alright then, I'll have it moved to next Friday night." I say.

"Okay, I need your address." I wonder if she'll like our place.

"27 Oakhill. I'll send it to you." I say.