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Alana Preston

Mattia: "Never would ever picture myself gazing at the stars."

You: "Neither did I,not till my dad took me once for my birthday and it was,just,how do I describe it. Perfect. Like literally perfect. Nothing was wrong about that day. We just had fun and spent time together. When times were simpler." I exhale.

Mattia: "And times do get better. With the right love,support and people. Like me bitch." He nudged me and I playfully roll my eyes.

Spending time with Polibio,

I don't know,

It's as if all my troubles were just swept away and I that I forgot about them all.

He really is an amazing person,and these two weeks really have shown me that we can and shall,

never,

be,

separated.

I guess we'll see where our never ending story will take us...

Mattia: "Would you like to go home now bubs. I can drop you off seeing as it's dark out." He suggest as he looks my way.

You: "Yeah,I guess it's about time we get going."

I get up,dusting myself off.

The stars twinkle in his eyes as he shakes his hair.

His eyes interlock with mine and we just gaze upon one another.

You: "Thank you for today baby,it means a lot."

Mattia: "Don't thank me,it's what I'm here for. Now come on,you don't want the foxes to eat you." He playfully tickles me and I tense up.

He stops and realises what he did.

Mattia: "I-I-I'm so sorry,I'm still trying to-

You: "It's alright,like you said. It'll get better over time. Now come on!" I say changing the subject,as I didn't want to ruin the moment.

He smiles and we both walk home as the bright moon shines upon us,

leading us to our,

safe,

haven.
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We get closer to my house and me and Mattia just softly stroll as the wind blows through the blissful night.

Mattia: "We're here."

You: "Mhm,we are. Thank you for walking me baby." I thank and give him a kiss on the cheek.

Mattia: "Why,for it is my absolute pleasure,Miss Preston." He mocks in a fancy accent.

I laugh and playfully hit him on the shoulder.

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