Maria finally finished giving me the tour of the enormous house and we ended up in my room, for the summer at least. Big windows line the wall of the room, allowing sunlight to fill it. I can't help but smile, I feel happy here, I feel like I'm supposed to be here.
I nearly unpack my things into the dresser and grab the towels Maria left for me in the bathroom.
I take off my clothes and begin to step into the shower when the door busts open. This is when I found out the bathroom connects my and Andreas bedrooms. I struggle to cover myself up, and do my best to utilize the shower curtain. "Sorry" he chuckles as he leaves and closes the door behind him.
I finish showering without anymore surprise guests and put on some clothes. I hear a knock at the door, "Come in" I say. The door opens and I see Andreas tall rather lanky figure leaning against the doorway. He looks around the room before his eyes land on me. His body language and his tone of voice always seems like he doesn't have care in the world and I cannot figure him out.
"You speak Italian?" he asks, I blush his presence ounce again gives me intense butterflies in my stomach.
"No,not really" I laugh after I reply, partially out of embarrassment and partially because I don't know what else to do. He nods in response but he never takes his eyes off of me. although a bit uncomfortable I can't say I don't like him looking at me. He takes a deep breath and moves his gaze to the loose floor board, which he squeaks a few times with his foot before saying ,
"Anyways dinners ready" he says. The two of us get up and walk down stairs to eat.
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My summer in Italy
RomanceAmelia is ready to leave her old job,apartment and relationship behind for a summer internship in Italy. She was expecting a quiet summer full of work, but when she lays eyes on Andrea she can't imagine what's going to happen next.
