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 seems to be very generous. I picked up the outfit and tried it on.
Wow, it fit like a glove, it was a white satin midi dress with a slit on the leg. I think it looks good on me but how did he get the right size? He must have really done some deep digging a bit creepy but I appreciate the amount of effort he actually put in to finding these things. I had began to pick out my shoes from my brand new shoe collection and also did my makeup. I checked the time and it was now 6:30 which meant that now all I had to do was wait for my text. I heard the notification pop up on my phone and I checked, a smile already crept up on my face and then I calmed myself down.
Luciano
L - I'm waiting for you outside, just find the most expensive car there. It's red.
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Back to real life
Cocky. I rolled my eyes but smiled a little as I left and there he was. The red 'expensive' car. He was standing and leaning on the car, his gaze soon enough had landed on me and a smile appeared on his face. He opened the door for me and I entered inside. Amazement fell on my face, the inside was actually much better than the outside, it was a Mercedes Benz so not too surprised. There was about a thousand red roses, Scarlett red. A smile appeared on my face and I turned to him.
"The roses, they are very pretty, I love roses, and especially Scarlett red ones." He remembered that it was my favourite colour, I couldn't help the warm feeling that arose in me.
"Very pretty roses for a very pretty girl amore mio. I try. Also that dress...it flatters you." A compliment from Luciano Martini that doesn't use the words 'hot' or 'gorgeous' what an improvement.
"Well your the one who got it for me so thank you."
"Prego. That means-"
"You're welcome. I've been learning a bit of Italian." (DuolingošŖ) Maybe I'd picked up some Italian for him or maybe not. Who knows.
"Good because we're going to a very expensive Italian restaurant tonight."
"Is that really all?" I say that to piss him off but that sounds really nice, a one to one thing. He's spending an awful lot on me it makes me feel special.
"No of course not. It's our first date and I thought I want you to enjoy yourself. So, since I know that you enjoy art, after the Italian restaurant we'll go an art gallery. You do art and I'm gonna be a bit crazy and say that you enjoy art so you must've gone an art museum before. We'll go to your favourite one. But I do have to ask, how many have you been on? I plan on making this the best of your entire life."
"This is not a date sir. It is just a 'get together' ok and how many dates have I been on? That is a just reaching the personal side a bit there Luciano don't you think? Do you see me asking you these all so personal questions? Exactly no because it is personal. P E R S O N A L. But really, if you insist and must know, it's around... um about one or two." That was a lie. I have never been on a date. I've had 3 boyfriends yes but they were all for the fun. They weren't actually all that serious, and I was young and they were too broke to take me anywhere. I offered to plan the dates but it never happened. So I still have not been on a single date.
"Zero!?" Shock and embarrassment flew on my face and I averted my gaze to the window. How did he know that. "So I am right then."
"Yeah...it's not that serious and I didn't like all of that fancy stuff anyway."
"Trust me, everyone wants to be treated good. A date is very important in a relationship. It's a way for you and a person to connect and it's nice to make the person feel special. I know that we are not exactly in a relationship and that you don't even want to call this thing a date but I hope that by the end, you'll feel like the most special girl. You deserve it. You're a beautiful person Gabriella. Not just your looks but also your personality. I could tell as soon as you said yes to this thing. If me and you want to get to know each other better we'll be going on these 'get togethers' more often. I'll make sure you know what a good date is amore mio." Butterflies were already arising in me, that was so sweet. Maybe he's not that bad. Let's hope we can survive this first 'get together'...
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We had arrived at the restaurant after a very long drive. A very long drive where the Luciano Martini couldnāt keep his eyes off of me. My plan worked. He thought he was being slick but anyone could spot those little glances heād make or maybe the only reason Iād noticed is because I too had been giving him mini glancesā¦Heād 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 Iām not anything like these people. I take a look at the people around our table, theyāre all wearing luxury clothes and have luxury bags and came looking like a million bucks and then thereās 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 itās 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 donāt really want to be an artist when Iām older. I wanna do something that involves art like maybe a graphic designer. You do the art and get payed a pretty penny. Iāll always love art though. Iāve 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, heād 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 itās 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, youāre not a super bad guy. Could use some work though.ā "Of course anytime oh and also, the roses were for you please have them and keep the dress. Iām telling you, it really does look good on you amore mio.ā He handed me the big bouquet of roses, the amore mioās always made me blushā¦"I'm not really good with flowers though so Iām just going to say this in advance Iām sorry if they end up dying in like a day.ā "Well itās 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 everā¦I wouldnāt have wanted it any other way. He was sweet and thought about how to make me feel special. Iād never had or experienced that with anyone. Heād given me a new perspective on what a good guy could be like and so Iām not seeing why she doesnāt 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. Itās crazy. And dumb. And very very stupid. But gosh, if you had been with him on that dateā¦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 heās been
Luciano POV After our first date, Iād tried avoiding Gabriella but she kept texting me and I couldnāt ignore her. For the plan. I canāt 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 Iād seen her around the school halls because I could not stand to be in the same space as her. Because Iād felt like Iād 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 everythingās going and all I wanted to do was to tell them to shut up. Iām 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, itās teaching me some self discipline. Maybe, I should call my mom? Itās been dwelling on my mind for a few days now. I want to actually update her about whatās been happening in my life so far. She doesnāt know that much, I do contact my parents of course theyāre my parents but itās not as much as Iād like. Itās weekly but right now I really need to call her. After my parents divorce, she had to adjust to life without a person sheās known and loved for ages. Though our situations arenāt really all that similar because well I donāt āloveā 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 sheās mad and yes I knew that if she did ever find out sheād be of course mad at me but ugh. I wish things were different. I wish that sheād forgive me but that seems almost impossible. Whenever I see
Gabriella's POVVincent, had invited me to have lunch with him but for some reason, he chose the worst place, the place that I've been heavily avoiding. The cafeteria. I don't like going there much anymore, I usually just grab my lunch then go eat it somewhere else. This is all because of the events that happened that one time, that one small time that I went there with Luciano. But of course, I said yes because well we all have to face our fears sometimes right? Also, I need to tell him that Iām heading to visit my mom for a bit. I donāt know exactly how long I want to stay there for but hey, weāll plan as we move on. I spotted Vincent sitting by himself on a table, when he saw me, a smile appeared on his face and he waved me over. "I saved us the whole table so that nobody could bother us." I cleared my throat."Wow is that so Vincent? Thanks, that's so thoughtful that you didn't want us to be distracted. I appreciate that a lot. I have to tell you something by the way.ā Ok so I di