"Apparently he was talking to the police about me. And I guess they asked him some questions about me. About the accident and."Before Romano finishes his sentence I interrupt him."Did he say anything bad?"He shakes his head no."Nothing about you at all. They asked what happened between us during the car ride. And why I left without saying goodbye. Why I never came back home."I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding in."And? What did he say?" I ask quietly.Romano lets out a deep sigh and brings his cup of coffee up to his mouth to drink from it. Once he sets it down he leans his elbows against the table and stares down at it thoughtfully."He said he wasn't surprised. That he knew that this day would come eventually. But he also said that he always knew that something terrible would happen sooner or later." he explains.A frown forms on my face as I listen to him."I don't understand...why would he say that?""Because he hates me." Romano replies quietly.I drop my he
"No. I'm not going to give you the satisfaction of seeing how happy you made me last night." I tell him sarcastically."Irish..." he trails off."You're not welcome here, dad." I state bluntly.He clenches his jaw angrily and then looks away angrily."You know what? Just forget it. I'm done with both of you. Both of you! Your father and I never agreed to any of this. This is a mess that needs to end!" he yells angrily.I raise an eyebrow."Oh yeah? Then who did you agree to have sex with?" I reply snidely.He flushes red and glares at me."Just get in the damn car!" he orders angrily.I narrow my eyes at him."You got what you deserved. Now leave." I growl.His face softens a little. He gives me one last hateful glare before getting back into his car. Before he can drive off however I reach out and grab the door handle."Stay away from my family. Don't you dare come near them or me again. I mean it." I threaten as I slam the door closed and step away from the car.I take a few steps b
A warm feeling spreads through my body as I smile happily at him. That's the first time he's ever said something nice to me. I mean he usually just complains about me being difficult or annoying. But I guess he must have been feeling sorry for me because I know that he doesn't normally say such nice things to me. Not that I mind. In fact I like hearing nice things from him. I lean forward and kiss him on his lips softly. His hands move to the sides of my face and hold onto them gently. After a few seconds I break apart and look down at his lap nervously."Why don't we go outside?" he suggests.I nod my head and we stand up from the table and head outside. I wrap my jacket tightly around myself and take a deep breath. I can smell the ocean in the air and it's refreshing. We walk over to a bench which was placed by the beach and sit down. The waves crash into each other violently as they crash into the shore. The wind blows past us making us shiver a little. We stay sitting there un
"What is it?" Roman suddenly asks me.I shake my head slightly."Nothing. It's nothing." I mutter.His hand reaches out and lightly strokes my cheek. I look up at him and raise an eyebrow at him. He smiles a little and leans forward to give me a quick kiss on the lips. I return it quickly before pulling away again."Well, why did you sigh?" he asks me curiously."I guess I'm just tired." I explain.He nods his head in understanding. We continue to walk together. After a few moments, he stops me again."Wait a second...where are we going?" he asks me confused.I look at him and point to a random shop."I thought we were going in there." I answer.He stares at me for a few seconds and then shakes his head."No...no, we aren't." he explains."But why?" I ask him."Because...there's a huge crowd over there and if we went in there now, there might not be any room for us to sit and wait." he answers."Oh..." I mumble disappointedly."Let's come back tomorrow then." I suggest hopefully.He s
I smile happily and then pull away. He watches me carefully as I stand up from the bed and then reach my hand out to him. He smiles warmly and takes it. As he stands up, I slip the strap of my backpack over my shoulder and then we both leave the room. We walk downstairs and head toward the front door. I unlock it and push the door open and then step outside. I lock it behind me."So how long are you planning on staying here for this weekend?" I ask him curiously.He shrugs."A week." he tells me.I nod my head in understanding."I'll pick you up on Monday." he states.I nod my head again."Okay." I reply."Have fun today." he says smiling brightly at me."Thanks. I will. Have fun yourself too." I tell him.He smiles and grabs my right hand."I'll call you as soon as I get home." he assures me."Alright. See you soon." I say.He leans down and kisses my cheek quickly before releasing my hand. Then he leaves and I close the door behind him. I then start heading towards my car. Once I
I look into his eyes and then smile at him."You better go, otherwise we're gonna be late for school." I tell him.He smiles and nods his head."Yeah. That's true." he agrees."See you later." I say."Bye." he responds.I let my hands drop to my sides and then grab my backpack again. I then exit the car and then shut the door behind me. As soon as I'm inside my car, I realize that I forgot to check Roman's text message again. I look at it and then frown slightly. I remember reading something on his message but I have no idea what it was. I open his text message and read through it. He says that he loves me and that he hopes that I have fun today. But then he mentions something about going to see him afterwards. I then realize that it must be related to the surprise he asked me for yesterday. It wasn't exactly hard for me to figure out what he wants to do after dinner. However, I still wonder what his surprise is going to be. I don't really understand how we'll be able to spend much
"We're here. Now come on." he says before climbing out of the car.He walks around to open my door and then helps me climb out. Once I'm safely on the ground, he reaches his hand out towards me to help me up. He holds my hand and leads me out into the busy streets. Everyone is busy walking around as they enjoy the beautiful day. I can hear people laughing and chatting in different languages as well as children playing happily. It's so peaceful here that it almost feels unreal. I glance up at Roman who is leading me through the crowd of pedestrians. I'm not sure whether he notices that I'm enjoying the city or not but I can clearly see his eyes light up whenever he looks down at me and sees me smiling. I then follow him until we get near the entrance to the amusement park. He suddenly slows down and then stops walking."Are we here?" I ask confusedly.He turns and then wraps his arm around my waist before placing a soft kiss on my lips. "Yep, we're here." he whispers against my lip
"Do you like the theme park?" he asks me."Yes, I love it. It's such a beautiful place."He nods his head in agreement and then rests his chin on the top of my head."Yeah, it is. But I think that you really love the park more." he replies.I look up at him and then nod my head hesitantly. He then laughs softly and then presses another kiss against my hair. We then stay there for awhile just enjoying the atmosphere and each others company. Eventually, I feel hungry and decide that I should probably eat something. I glance over at Roman who is looking at me with a smirk plastered across his face."You should probably tell me why you bought all this food for me." I say curiously."Oh yeah? What are you planning to make for lunch?" he asks with a raised eyebrow."Hmm, I don't really know. How about Italian food?" I reply.He laughs and then shakes his head."Nope. It's not possible. You'll have to cook for yourself." he says."But I haven't prepared dinner yet, and you've already eaten.
Today marks the first day back after what happened last week. A lot has changed since then. Since we've gotten married, my mother has completely stopped trying to convince me to marry her son, although it has been clear throughout the past weeks that she hates him. But she has also been very understanding towards Sergio, even if she hasn't accepted us yet.My father is currently living with us, as my brother had kicked him out of the apartment last week. He didn't seem very happy about it, especially since it meant that his boyfriend would have to give up their house to live with him. I didn't mind that much though. The less attention that I get from my family, the better.This morning, I decided to wake up early so that I could get some breakfast ready before everyone woke up. I quickly made myself breakfast and put it in a bowl for Sergio. I then proceeded to walk around our apartment getting ready for the day. I was brushing my teeth when the bathroom door burst open and Sergio ra
"Baby, you know that I won't do that ever again. Never. You know that I will always protect you. Always, always. Forever and ever." Sergio reassured me.I nodded in response."Do you remember when you said you needed a break?" I asked quietly."Yeah. Of course I do. Why? Are you feeling better now?" He asked me, rubbing circles on my back."Kind of, yeah." I replied shakily."Well, it's late and I think it's time for us both to sleep. Come on, let's get up and make some coffee so that we can get some rest." Sergio suggested.I reluctantly opened my eyes and slid out of the covers. I followed Sergio out of the room and we entered the kitchen. We poured ourselves two cups of coffee, drinking them gratefully. After putting the cups in the sink, we carried them over to the sofa and sat down."Do you want to talk about it?" Sergio asked me gently, taking my hand in his."Not really." I admitted. "Maybe later?"Sergio smiled at me reassuringly. I leaned forward and kissed him softly, trying
"Wait. What?" I interrupted. "When did that happen?! Why didn't you tell me that you were leaving? What about us? Where were we during those years? Did I know what you were doing? Why did you hide that from me? What happened between you and my brother?"Sergio closed his eyes."You know that it was my fault...you know that I didn't mean for him to become involved with you. It was my choice to leave you alone. But he insisted that you came back with me. That he loved you enough to be willing to sacrifice everything and everything. I tried to convince him that it was in his best interest to stay away. But he wouldn't listen. He was stubborn and refused to change his mind.""He convinced my father that you two were meant to be together. He told my father that you were perfect for each other and he was determined to get married sooner rather than later. That he would wait until you were both eighteen and that it would be worth it because he was sure you'd love him as much as he loved you.
For a few minutes, we just stared at each other, not saying a word. I decided that now was a good time as any to ask him about his relationship with Sergio."So, you and Sergio....?" I started hesitantly.Sergio looked up and stared at me for a few seconds before turning away, his expression unreadable."Yes, we're together." He replied. "But it won't work out." He added when he saw how shocked I looked. "We love each other, I know that. But you'll never be able to understand us like you do. You don't know everything about us. You've known us for all of a day.""How long have I been here?" I asked, not understanding why we were talking about this. Wasn't that supposed to be my question? I had the feeling that I already knew the answer."About seven days." Sergio replied calmly."Seven days?!" I yelled, surprised. "And you didn't think that it was important to tell me that I've been unconscious for seven days?""We thought you needed time to adjust. We wanted to give you some space to
Tears kept spilling from my eyes as I tried to run harder than ever before to catch up with them. Suddenly, I found myself at an empty street. I looked both ways to try and find any sign of the couple and I spotted a familiar figure sitting under a lamppost a little way ahead of me. I broke into a sprint and rushed towards him. As I approached, I began to realize that the man wasn't wearing a jacket, so I figured he must have been freezing.When I got close enough, I could see that he was looking straight ahead with his arms resting on his knees, completely unmoving. I slowly came to stand right next to him, hoping that he would acknowledge my presence. But, he didn't. His expression remained the same and I knew that he was ignoring me. For a second, I stood there, staring at him without moving, completely dumbstruck by what was happening."Are...Are you alright?" I whispered, afraid to make a sudden move lest he would snap out of whatever trance he was currently in.He didn't reply
"Not really. I don't know. I'll probably just hang out with the guys, but that might take a while." I answered."Okay. I'll pick you up at seven then." He said. "How does that sound?""Perfect." I said, smiling slightly. "I'll see you then.""See you then." He responded, hanging up.I stared at my phone for a few minutes longer. I knew there was nothing to worry about. He wouldn't come to pick me up if he knew something was bothering me. He was just being friendly. After a few moments though, I realized that it was already nine in the morning and that the time to wake up everyone else was approaching rapidly."Great. Now everyone else will wake up." I said with a sigh. I picked up my phone and dialled the number of the person who most definitely was not going to appreciate waking up this early. She answered almost immediately."Irish, I was expecting you to call earlier. Is everything OK?" She asked me."Yes, I'm fine. I just woke up and wanted to check if you were awake.""Ah yes. T
"What's so funny?" He asked, frowning at me."Nothing... I was just wondering why you're behaving like this." I said with a chuckle."I'm not behaving like anything." He protested."Oh please, Sergio, don't play dumb. You know exactly what I mean. I saw the way you looked at me." I told him.He looked up at me, puzzled."Look, Irish, it's not what you think. I didn't mean to stare at you, ok? It was an accident." He explained quickly.I shook my head. "You know perfectly well that you couldn't have meant to stare. Look, Sergio, you don't seem like yourself these days. You look more serious than ever before. And besides, there's no need for you to feel guilty. You didn't do anything wrong."He stared at me for a while longer, as if trying to find the right words to say."I know. Please. I am sorry, Irish. Can we start over? Forget what has happened." He pleaded earnestly.I sighed. "Okay. I forgive you, Sergio." I said, reaching across the table to touch his hand.He took my hand gentl
"Is it okay with you if we go out for dinner tonight?" Sergio suddenly asked, breaking the silence between us."Why wouldn't it be? That sounds awesome." I answered smiling. "What are your favourite restaurant?"He chuckled lightly at my enthusiasm, and then told me his favourite restaurant nearby. After ordering our meals, we started to discuss our plans for tonight. Although we hadn't talked in a long time and neither one of us was sure about what we wanted to do, we still decided to try to spend some time together. Since we weren't going to be able to talk about what we were going to say later, we decided to keep some of it simple. Just a few casual questions about each other's lives. Then after we finished our meal, we would decide where to go next and what we were planning to do for the rest of the night.It was nice spending time with Sergio again. After everything had happened the last time we spent time together, I had missed him so much. He was someone whom I missed dearly.
But it was hard when I could hear him chewing slowly, every movement accompanied with loud chewing noises which weren't exactly quiet, yet somehow they still managed to reach me. And when I looked up and looked into his beautiful brown eyes... I lost control. Every fiber of my body wanted to jump into his arms and run away from the awkward tension that was surrounding us. And I just couldn't seem to resist."Would you like more coffee, dear?" My mom asked.I snapped out of my thoughts and focused on the question that she had just asked."Yes please." I responded, giving her a weak smile.She nodded her head and made her way toward the kitchen. I heard Sergio move closer to me and stop right beside me. I remained silent while my mother prepared my coffee."You don't have to stay with us," I stated softly. "We're not forcing you to stay. I can handle things perfectly fine on my own. You don't have to stay."He didn't respond to my statement. Instead, he continued to watch me silently un