Lilly, an eighteen year old girl who lives with her mom and her one year one brother. After loosing her dad a year ago, and finding out shes is pregnant by her childhood best friend, her abusïve mother kicks her and her baby brother out of the house...
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"Omg look they are so cute" someone whispers, a squeal entangled with it.
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"Shhh your gonna wake them up. Keep taking pictures though, this is for the books." Another person whispers. I stir a bit but realize I can't move that much due to a pair of arms binding me to the bed. I slowly open my eyes, blinking a bit as the light pours through my lashes.
"Shit she's awake" someone whispers.
I look over to where I hear the voices coming from only to find Elias and Angela. I look down at the pair of arms around my waist to see the tattooed arms who I presume belong to Alessandro. I confirm my suspicions when I look back to see his still asleep, with a face of peace to it.
"What are you guys doing here?" I ask in a groggy voice as I attempt to get up. The arms tighten around me though and my efforts seem to cease.
"I could ask you the same thing mrs. Imnotgonnasleepwithyourbrother" Elias says as he walks over to my side of the bed.
"I had a dream, I think I asked him to stay with me until I fell asleep. He must have fallen asleep too. What time is it omg I need to go get Levi." I say trying once more to get from his hold.
"No need. Me and Angie will get him, and watch him. There's no group dinner tonight either so Ale or yourself will have to cook dinner for you guys. Me and Angela are going out." He says as he starts pushing Angela out of the door. She snaps one more picture before they close the door behind them.
I turn my body to face Alessandro. How he gonna leave enough room for me to turn my body but not enough room for me to get up.
"Ale" I voice tapping his shoulder.
"Ale wake up" I tap his shoulder a bit harder, trying to wake him up.
"Alessandro" I say a lot louder this time. I need to pee. He starts to stir a bit before his beautiful emerald green eyes open looking into mine.
"Yes bello?"
"What does that mean?" I ask, wondering what the word 'bello' that he kept calling me meant. It's probably something in Italian. He's Italian I think, I mean if that's what he told me at least.
"It is Italian. Translated into English it means beautiful." He answers the question.
"Why?" I ask rather quickly. I mean I'm not ugly I know but why would he call me that.
"Because your beautiful"
"I-"
"Don't say you aren't. You are like moths drawn to blue lights"
"What does that even mean?" I ask kinda offended by the, compliment?
"It means that you are the blue light, and everyone else, more or less me, are the moths. We can't help but be drawn to your beauty."
