Movie night💗

                                    

                                          
Azalea's POV 
We have been looking and talking for almost an hour now. The second floor is even better than the first one. There are 2 bedrooms, 1 play room and 2 bathrooms. Downstairs was the kitchen, a living room and a studio.
Everything is perfect. There is a garden in front of the house and big trees in the back.
But I think I'm gonna keep looking at other houses. I'm picky, sorry. 
It's almost 2 p.m and no call or text from Alessandro. Should I get worried?
"You got zoned out. What are you thinking?" Trevante asked. "Oh nothing important. I was just thinking of how much I love this house. But I still want to check another place." I said as he walks down the stairs. 
"Yeah of course. Everything is planned out. But I'm afraid we have to meet another time. I have somewhere to be in an hour."
I mean, why not. "Okay then, we better get going so you'll be in time."
"Don't worry Miss. I can still drive you back to your house." 
"But my car is at the agency." You know how much I love my car.
"I will have someone deliver it to your house. I would have gotten more late if we stopped at the agency to be honest."
Sure.
"In that case, let's go. I will tell you the address when we get closer to the city."
What If Alessandro is there and he will get of this misunderstood. Not my problem, I am not doing anything wrong.
The ride was not as quite as the first one. Trevante kept asking me questions about my life in general. What I liked in a house, what I didn't like. And I answered everything. I enjoyed our talk. It wasn't tense. 
Not after long I arrived home. Trevante said goodbye and left. Here I am again alone, drowning in my overthinking. What if this is the end of me and Alessandro?
I don't even want to take my mind there. 
I took a long shower, did my skincare and now I'm watching my comfort movie: THE LONGEST YARD. Nelly looks hot as hell here.
When I was little I used to watch this movie with my family. And a lot of other action movies. Movies are like therapy. As I was watching the movie, I was feeling sleepy.
I heard banging on the door. Loud ones. What is happening now?! I looked around and it was nighttime. I must have fallen asleep. I rushed to the door. I saw Alessandro barely standing straight. Is he drunk??
"Alessandro what are you doing here?" I took him inside, and placed him on the couch. 
"I missed you, and I couldn't stay away from you anymore amore." 
"It's only been a day Alessandro. You told me you would respect my decision." Girl, like you weren't waiting for him to call you.
"I know what I said, and trust me when I say that I respect all of your decisions, but I just can't stay away from you. Can't we figure this out while living together? I miss your smile, your laugh, your smell. I miss having you in my arms." I miss it too. But he is drunk so maybe he doesn't mean what he's saying.
"Azalea I'm not drunk." Wait how did he? "I can hear your thoughts amore, don't be surprised. I only drunk a beer but I haven't eaten all day, so I'm not feeling that great now. I'm not drunk I swear." He always tells me he can read me like an open book, and let me say I belive him now.
"C'mon Alessandro take a shower. Maybe you will feel better. Here's the towel and some clothes." He opens the bathroom door and gets inside. Oh thank God. When I'm near him I have a strong urge to kiss him. Stupid I know. Don't blame me. If you'd see the way he looks at me, you'd understand me.
I will make him a soup while he takes a shower. It's an albanian recipe my mother has taught me. First I grabbed all the ingredients I need:onion, garlic, pepper, chicken breast, yogurt, egg, lime, flour, parsley, salt and butter.
It's an easy and tasty recipe. I make it all the time when I'm not feeling okay. It only takes 30 minutes. 
It was already done when Alessandro came out of the shower.
"How are you feeling?" I don't know how he's feeling but he's definitely looking handsome with his wet hair.
"A little bit better." He responded while trying to figure out where the smell was coming from.
"Come on I made you some soup." I just hope he likes it. 
"I thought I was the only chef in our relationship." He partly laughed. I did too.
We were now both sitting on the table eating. I finished my plate and I was looking at him trying to figure out what he thinks about my food. 
He must have understood me. "The food is delicious amore. Thank you so much for this. I feel completely fine now." I smiled. I am very happy to hear those words. 
"Are you tired or sleepy?" I asked him. "No." He said back. "Do you want to watch a movie? You can pick it" I know I saw one earlier but I don't mind watching another one. "Sure. How about The Battleship ?"
Did I hear it right? I love this movie." Okay, you put it while I change to something more comfortable." 

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          

Don't come for me, it was the only thing I had packed. And by only I mean pijamas. You didn't expect me to wear some oversized shirt and shorts right?
As soon as I finished making myself presentable, iykyk, brushed my hair, put some body spray and a little lip balm I went to the living room. 
Alessandro had put the movie, made the place comfortable with pillows and blankets. Even some snacks. 
The way he looked at me when I entered the room, I don't really think the snacks will be useful anymore. I was unable to speak at the moment. I went over at the couch where he was laying. Should I lay with him?
No you should stay there still. 
Stop it. These damn voices in my head.
"Can I lay with you?" Why is he undressing me with his eyes. I'm not saying I don't like it, I just don't want him to be uncomfortable.
Then you shouldn't have worn it.
I SAID STOP IT.
"Yes amore of course. I'm sorry I am too stunned to speak. You look ethereal."
I gave him a soft smile and got under the blanket. The couch isn't that big. I'm glad that Alessandro is kinda keeping a distance. I said kinda. Our bodies aren't touching, just our feet. I have cold feet so whenever I was with Alessandro I used to lock our feet together so mine could stay warm. Maybe I shouldn't have done it. I'm overthinking it.
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A big apology for being away for 3 months I guess. But the great news is I finished high school. I'm going to uni now. I am kinda stressed. 
Where is everybody from? And help me with some advices if you don't mind.💗