Luciano(Messages)
L - I can't wait for our date tonight amore mio.G - So Luciano Martini has a little nickname for me then? It's cute but I bet that's what you call all of your other girls huh? By the way, I'd much prefer to call it a 'get together.' Imagine me going on a date w you? You're not that special sweetheart.L - The lady gets what the lady wants, and I don't call anyone and have never called anyone 'amore mio' I may be a playboy but hey, I stay original. What time and day are you free?G - Can we do Saturday? I'm free all day. And how honest! You just called yourself out as a playboy, I never would've not believed you on that. L - As in tomorrow?G - Yep, is that good with you? Or do you have some other thirsty girl who's desperate to go out with you that day? Playboy's keep busy.L - Haha very funny. I am free and no girl is lined up anymore because of you Gabriella. I'm telling you, I'm taking a bit of change. I'll see you Saturday, at 6, I'll be picking you up. Don't bail on me I'm counting on you here. I have a feeling that you are going to like my surprise and maybe just maybe even enjoy yourself. What a crazy idea huh?G - We'll see when it comes Luciano. Bye now.L - Bye.
_____________Back to real lifeLuciano, Luciano, Luciano. I should not be finding myself smiling at his message yet I do. 'Amore Mio'. Italian for my love. When he called me that I could feel the rise of butterflies already in my stomach. I should not be feeling butterflies for him of all people and it was all from him calling me, 'amore mio'. Crazy crazy crazy girl.
"Why are you all happy for?" Amara inquired. Well Amara, let me dwell on that question for just one itsy little second, your brother, yep the one you seem to hate has asked me on a date and guess what! It was at your party! And guess what again? I haven’t told you because he said so so now I’m hiding a pretty big secret from someone i call a friend. Jeez I am a bad person aren’t I? "Oh um no reason at all. You know I just saw something funny and thought to myself haha, I should laugh because it's a quite funny video and this person must've tried pretty hard making the video so like if I don't laugh well that'd just seem a bit mean of me and also I'm going out tomorrow. No where fun or important just...going out.""Oh wow, how detailed of an explanation, where are you going, can I come with you? I have nothing to do." Can she...? Let me just sit and think if she can come out with me tomorrow the day I'm meant to meet her brother. "No sorry I need to...clear my head? I'm having trouble getting inspo for my art pieces so I thought I'd benefit me and myself and I by just going out into nature and the world to get inspo. For art." What a great excuse Gabriella. Lying to your first real friend here…if this date does not go well this lying would be for nothing. NOTHING. Ugh my lying skills are so shitty and atrocious that at this point I should be arrested."Ok have fun working through your problems then maybe next time we can go out." She said with a smile. I nodded at her and as she left I let out a loud sigh.I feel bad doing this, I can already tell how she's gonna react if she ever finds out about me and Luciano. She seems to despise her brother and I don't think that she would feel comfortable having him come over casually every week. Now I wouldn't really think about doing this stuff on a regular basis but hey, I've been single for a long time and one date with a random rich guy doesn't sound like a super bad thing. I just hope he doesn't end up being an asshole but if he does I hope that the guilt leaves as fast as it came swooping into my heart.Oh shit. I just realised that I have no idea what to wear, I don't even know where we're going! He said he'd pick me up but that's not the most helpful thing ever. You know what how about we stress about it on the day? Yes I think that's good. But. Me, I have ambitions. I stood up from my bed and went into the bathroom. I haven't been on a date for what feels like a bazillion years and I wanna look so good that he has to take a second to look at me because I just mesmerized him. As it should be.I opened my bathroom cabinets and pulled out all of the essentials. Shaving cream, razors, face masks, hair masks and more. Eh. I put it all into the sink and went onto Spotify to start playing my playlist. I am gonna have myself a mini spa day.
As my music played I drew myself a bath and began shaving. Every little part. Usually I do this every week because I'm a self care freak but I haven't felt a massive need to continue it but I don't know. I wanna look my best. I went back to my bathroom cabinet and tried to find my wax strips to no avail. Shit. I looked down and I hadn't finished shaving my legs yet but think Gabriella how badly do you want his jaw on the floor and to have everyone else adoring you? Very badly. I pulled my bath robe on and went into Amara's bedroom knocking lightly. She opened the door and looked at my half way shaven legs.
"Long story, could i borrow wax strips?" She nodded and went searching.
She'd come back in under a minute with two and handed it to me. "Enjoy the spa dayy."
"Thank you." I replied before leaving.
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So it's actually Saturday. Saturday. I should cancel on him, yes, it's not too late, no no no. I just spent all of last night doing that routine and getting myself ready and I'll be damned if I let my bad thoughts come in and ruin this day for me. Ugh when I get nervous I always end up ruining something for myself but, that will not be happening today. I won't allow it. I heard a knock on the door and jumped up from my bed to go get it, I opened the door and saw a package on the floor, I looked to both sides of the hallway but found no one. Weird. I picked it up and took a closer look it had my name on it. I took it to my room, curiosity coursing through me. When I opened it and saw a little note inside which read, "Wear this for tonight, I hope you like it - Luciano." I guess that solves my clothing problem then. This dress looks very pretty, why would he waste his money on me though? I'd never actually ever had any guy doing that for me before so it was strange to see. This family s
We had arrived at the restaurant after a very long drive. A very long drive where the Luciano Martini couldn’t keep his eyes off of me. My plan worked. He thought he was being slick but anyone could spot those little glances he’d make or maybe the only reason I’d noticed is because I too had been giving him mini glances…He’d even opened the car door and the restaurant door as we entered inside and sat down, imagine if I actually wore my normal clothes, everyone here is super dressed up. I would look very much out of place. I kind of felt like it already, I mean I know that I’m not anything like these people. I take a look at the people around our table, they’re all wearing luxury clothes and have luxury bags and came looking like a million bucks and then there’s me. I know I came looking nice as well but it feels different for me because I never actually had to buy any of the stuff. I feel like Rory when she started hanging around all of those rich kids. Ugh Gabriella it’s fine. Focus
It didn't take us very long to arrive at the art gallery. And when we got inside I was amazed. All of the paintings looked extraordinary and it was very thoughtful that he brought me to my favourite art gallery. Art is subjective but a lot of art lovers can be quite judgmental. I don’t really want to be an artist when I’m older. I wanna do something that involves art like maybe a graphic designer. You do the art and get payed a pretty penny. I’ll always love art though. I’ve loved it ever since I was younger, my dad was big on painting. He painted whatever he saw pretty much and what he had painted was beautiful. Once he was done, he’d keep them locked away and then come back to look at them for memories. Some of the art though, with my mothers encouragement, had made it onto the walls. He was a great painter and it’s what inspired me to pick art. He still paints but I rarely see it anymore. I went back to admiring the art. Each of these art pieces have a meaning to them, the hard and
Gabriella POVI had just arrived home and that date, sorry get together was just amazing and I thankfully didn't ruin it. As I got out of Luciano's car, I said my goodbyes."Thanks for today. It was really...nice. And I think you deserve a congratulations on how impressive you made it. I agree, you’re not a super bad guy. Could use some work though.” "Of course anytime oh and also, the roses were for you please have them and keep the dress. I’m telling you, it really does look good on you amore mio.” He handed me the big bouquet of roses, the amore mio’s always made me blush…"I'm not really good with flowers though so I’m just going to say this in advance I’m sorry if they end up dying in like a day.” "Well it’s a good thing you are roommates with a flower lover, have you not seen my sisters massive collection on flowers? She adores them and has a billion facts about flowers so all you have to do is make up a darn good excuse and then you'll be able to keep it ok? And, you know what
The words of Amara kept replaying in my head. I would be stooping very low if I dated Luciano. But why? That was the question I was repeatedly asking myself. That date with Luciano was amazing. Though it was only my first date with him and my first date ever…I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way. He was sweet and thought about how to make me feel special. I’d never had or experienced that with anyone. He’d given me a new perspective on what a good guy could be like and so I’m not seeing why she doesn’t want me to see him as an option.Ugh this is just great, I was actually starting to get used to him and I kinda guess that I had a bit of hope here, a little hope that I could be with him one day. It’s crazy. And dumb. And very very stupid. But gosh, if you had been with him on that date…through out the whole date I kept getting lost in his gorgeous eyes and when they looked at me it made me feel like the most special in the world. It made me feel like all of these girls that he’s been
Luciano POV After our first date, I’d tried avoiding Gabriella but she kept texting me and I couldn’t ignore her. For the plan. I can’t be around her though. That has been my main ambition because more than I would like to admit, Gabriella Rosa has been on my mind, every. fucking. second. of. the. day. I had purposefully walked the other way when I’d seen her around the school halls because I could not stand to be in the same space as her. Because I’d felt like I’d want to kiss her. On the lips this time and that was all I was thinking about. I met her because she wanted to, for the plan I followed through. But gosh it felt like torture. I still think about that one little kiss she gave me, how can they ever leave my mind? My friends had been texting me questions about how everything’s going and all I wanted to do was to tell them to shut up. I’m starting to really realise how much they need to change. The reason why we were actually friends was because we all thought the same things
I had fallen asleep on the couch and had just now woken up, it's currently 8 am, too early to be waking up but thank goodness because I hadn't set an alarm the night before and I have a lecture at 10 so better get ready then. I stood and went up to my room but it was completely trashed, my stuff was thrown around everywhere what the fuck happened here. The first thing that came to mind however was to find the painting Luciano had gotten me, I didn't care about the art supplies surrounding the floor. If that painting, my first ever one and a gift at that was broken? I was gonna go crazy. I began searching left and right and to no avail it wasn't there. My heart beat quickened and I felt tears of frustration and annoyance creeping up in my eyes. It is far too early to be crying but that painting...I went to wake up Amara only to find her already up, she was on her phone smiling widely. She looked guilty, but why would she do this to me? What could I have done to her?"What the actual hec
It's been about a few days now and I still haven't seen Luciano. It does suck but, it’s teaching me some self discipline. Maybe, I should call my mom? It’s been dwelling on my mind for a few days now. I want to actually update her about what’s been happening in my life so far. She doesn’t know that much, I do contact my parents of course they’re my parents but it’s not as much as I’d like. It’s weekly but right now I really need to call her. After my parents divorce, she had to adjust to life without a person she’s known and loved for ages. Though our situations aren’t really all that similar because well I don’t ‘love’ Luciano, I wanna ask her about what I should do. These few weeks have been pretty shitty. Amara has been ignoring me and acting like I don't even exist. I mean I get that she’s mad and yes I knew that if she did ever find out she’d be of course mad at me but ugh. I wish things were different. I wish that she’d forgive me but that seems almost impossible. Whenever I see