summer boy || H.S

ten

AN before we start up again. Harry is 20 and Summer is 16, being the age of consent in italy. Wanted to clear that up before we proceeded. Thank you for reading!!
also if you were confused about the layout of harry and summers rooms there's a diagram linked above

Ten

Harry

I messed up, again.

I can't tell what's worse pursuing a relationship with her or pushing her away like I did earlier. I crave no one more than her.

There's no one I hate more than Giovanni, but am I any better than him?

We're both grown men pursuing relationships with a teenager.

No, I refuse to compare myself to that scum.

He's 10 years older than Summer, that's nothing to our completely legal 4 years.

Still, It feels wrong trying to justify it in that way.

I can't debate my conflicting thoughts and feelings for long before someone brings me back to reality.

"Harry would you like some wine?" I look up to see Luca ask. I gladly accept and look over his appearance as we make conversation. He's pale and has large bags under his eyes, rare characteristics for an italian. He's also skinny and quite frail, almost sickly. I sit and wonder to myself if anyone else has noticed this about him.

Despite his sickly features, he's a very handsome man. Sharp features and shiny black hair. He reminds me of the boys I would lust over at university. All of them frail and smaller than me much like him.

Of course lustful thoughts never crossed my mind when it came to Luca, we became great friends the last summer I was here.

Besides I'm too busy worrying over his younger sister.

"Summer seems to really like your company Harry, I'm glad you decided to join us for another summer" Luca interrupts my thoughts.
"I'm glad your dad offered me the job, I always have a great time here" I try to force a smile, but as I take a sip from my wine glass I scan the area for Summer. She's nowhere to be found.

"Speaking of your sister, where has she run off to?" I ask without thinking.

"Not sure, she's always off doing god knows what" he laughs into his drink, but I can't even form a smile, because upon further inspection, Giovanni is nowhere to be found either.

Worry and anger begin to form in me before I excuse myself and head inside towards my room.

As I walk up the stairs I begin to pick up the pace, scared about what giovanni could possibly be doing to her.

I walk into my room and can already hear noises coming from Summers bedroom. In a state of panic I rush into her room.

God I wish I would've knocked.

"Harry what the fuck is wrong with you!" Summer screams at me as she lays under Giovanni's naked body.

The sight presented in front of me makes my blood boil under my skin and the anger I felt earlier has only skyrocketed now. I couldn't even process what was happening in front of me, before I began to yell.