~ damiano david imagines ~

sit and listen

recently i had started walking a new way home from my ballet studio, i noticed a small music shop, it looked pretty old, but in a good way, cozy.

i had never had the time to go inside, always having to go straight home and cook dinner for my sisters veronica, and victoria,

but today they were sleeping over at their friends house.. and that meant i had just enough time to stop into the shop and see if there was anything interesting or worth the while.

"ehi benvenuto! cerchi qualcosa di specifico? dischi in vinile? CD?" i saw a young boy behind the counter speak, he couldn't have been much younger than me, in fact i think i've seen him around my school,

"ciao! tu sei quel ragazzo mylo vero? nella squadra di calcio?"

"sì! sono io!" he replied with a smile, he left somewhere into a back room, i assumed he was out on a break or something so i started looking around the shop before another young guy approached me,

i was looking through a small bin of french songs and next to it a bin of danish music, i enjoyed both much more than italian music.

"musica francese? veramente?" the young man said sarcastically, i pretended to gasp and looked up at him, i stared into his eyes, a gorgeous chocolatey brown..

"sai che grandi cose vengono dalla francia, formaggio, vino, persone.." i teased back,

"sei francese?" he questioned,

"no.. sono italiano," i giggled..

he smiled at me and quieted as we continued to look through the bin of french music, i found a few cd's i liked and walked up to the counter, he followed me stepping behind it,

"tu lavori qui?" i said with a surprised tone,

"sì!' he chuckled and handed me a bag for my items. "arrivederci!" he cheered as i walked out the door and continued on my way home,

"well that was a bit unexpected, nice guy.. pretty good looking too," i spoke to myself.

i arrived home and made myself something to eat before relaxing on the couch and watching a movie, i worked on a bit of homework while listening to my new cd's, i couldn't stop thinking about that guy i met at the music shop, i was pretty sure he went to an art school on the other side of the city.. no wonder he worked in a music shop.

**time skip to the next day**

on my way home from ballet class i decided to order some pizza that i could pick up on the way home, it also gave me a bit of extra time to stop back into the music shop,

"ciao mylo!" i said walking past him and over to the guy i met yesterday, sitting in the back of the shop with his headphones in, i waved my hand in front of his face,

"you're back?" he said with a grin,

"yeah haha, i didn't catch your name yesterday!" i smiled back

"damiano, and you french girl?"

"y/n, and italian girl." i rolled my eyes sarcastically. "so what are you listening to?" i questioned,

"oh it's just some stuff i recorded at school.. no big deal.." he said

"what do you mean no big deal? i wanna hear!" i said grabbing the headphones from him and putting them on,

a smile creeped onto my face as i heard his voice playing, but he was singing in french.. in fact it was one of the cd's i was looking at yesterday.

"wow. not bad french boy." i joked and he looked embarrased,

"it was just a demo.. i kind of wanted to surprise you with it.. my best friend knows one of your sisters pretty well, victoria i think?"

"ohh.. well i am surprised.. and i'd love to hear a finished version! what's your friends name?" i questioned trying to keep the conversation going as long as i could,

"thomas raggi," he replied with a slight smile now,

"ohh yeah i know him, he's been round our house a couple times before!" i grinned.

i thought for a minute before getting up and going to find a different CD, james arthur.

"oh my god i love james arthur!" damiano said as i walked the cd back over to him,

"as much as i love french music and all, nothing will ever beat james arthur if you're really looking for a way to win me over," i said sliding the cd towards him.

"good to know." he said studying the cd. "so uh.. you think i could take you out some time? maybe to dinner at the place down the street?"

"i'd love that, here.." i said handing him a small piece of paper with my phone number on it.

"okay cool," he said looking relieved, then i checked the time,

"oh i should probably be getting home now, i gotta pick up dinner and help my sisters with their homework and what not, nice to see you damiano! you too mylo!" i said as i left the store to go pick up the pizza, on my way out i could hear the two boys high five and cheer and i couldn't help but smile.

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boo i wanted to write this in all italian but i figured most of you wouldn't appreciate that, also i kind of really want to write a part 2 to this so lmk what you all think!

love you all so so so very much!

caz out.

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