Luca's POV

I'm walking in the hallway.

"She didn't tell me anything." I look down at Ezra. "She said she was fine, but." She stops talking than she sighs. "I know she's not."

She looks up at me. "Can you talk to her tomorrow, it's late right now. So she's probably sleeping." She rambles on, then starts to play with her hands. "I'll talk to her tomorrow." I say. She smiles softly. "Thank you."

Before I could say anything else. I hear a scream.

We both look at each other, than immediately start running down the hallway.

We run, all the way to Lily's room. Ezra quickly opens the door and we see Lily tossing.

"Do something." She says as I look at her.

She points to herself as she says. "What... you have experience." Than she points to Lily. "I've only ever been in that position."

I walk over to the bed as Ezra follows me. I sit down on the bed as she sits on the floor.

"Lily." I say. She continues tossing and turning. "Stop." She says as tears continue to fall down her face. "It's ok." I say as she slowly stops shaking. "You're ok Lily, wake up." I continue. Her eyes shoot open. She sits up immediately and looks around the room, still breathing heavily.

She looks at me, she leans closer to me and hides her face in my chest as she starts crying again.

I feel a hand on my shoulder. I look up and see Ezra standing up. "I'm getting her a glass of water." She says as I nod.

She starts to walk out the door. "Wait mom where are you going." Lily lifts her head up. "I'm just getting you a glass of water, I'll be back." Ezra smiles at her. "Oh ok."

After Lily calms down a little. I reach over to the night stand and grab a tissue box.

"Are you implying that I have a boogers in my nose." She looks up at me as I hand her the tissue box. "I was giving you the tissue box to wipe your tears... but that too." I shrug.

After she wiped her face I ask. "What was it about?" She looks at me. "Umm." She pauses for a moment. "Nothing." She shrugs as Ezra walks in and hands her water.

Ezra sits down next to Lily. After she finished drinking some of the water she leans her head on Ezra's arm.

"Can you both stay?" She asks. "Ya we can." Ezra responds kissing her temple. "I call middle though." Lily moves to the middle of the bed.

Next morning

I slowly wake up.

I look over. I see Lily laying on her back with her head against my arm. Ezra is laying on her stomach with her arm wrapped around Lily.

I close my eyes again because they're both asleep and it's awkward if your the only one awake.

I hate waking up first.

Thirty minutes later

I wake up again. This time I feel a weight on my chest.

I look down and see Ezra sound asleep with her head on my chest. I feel a smile come across my face as I stare at her. I pull her closer to me, not that she could get any more closer. I just hold her tight. Well because I know when she wakes up, she'll go back to hating me.

I feel her start moving. I look down at her and see her eyes slowly open. I stop holding her as tight, because I expect her to sit up.

Instead she wraps her arm around me and brings her body closer to mine. She than hides her head in my neck. I feel my heart beating rapidly and I feel my face heat up.

I don't think I've blushed a day in my life... but here we are. She is making me blush, without even doing anything.

She suddenly sits up.

She turns her attention to me as her eyes widen. "Your awake?" She questions. "Wait wheres Lily?" She looks around. "Did you talk to her yet?" She looks back at me.

So many questions.

"I haven't talked to her yet." I respond as she nods. "Well let's go, I want to find out what's going on." She gets off the bed than turns around and pulls me off the bed.

"You will tell me what she says." I look down at her confused. "I don't care if she was angry at me or if it was my fault. Just please tell me." She continues as I nod. "What makes you think she'll tell me anything?" I ask. "Because she trusts you." She responds.

Lily trusts me? Still?

"Ezra, she hasn't forgiven me." I say. She brings her hand up to my face and flicks my temple.

"What was that for?" I rub my temple. "Just making sure it's not hollow up there." She shrugs.

What?

"Luca, she's forgiven sense the day you've arrived. She'll tell you." She sighs. "Now, let's go."

We walk out of the room and down the stairs towards the kitchen.

We walk in. "Good morning." Lily smiles. "Do you guys want anything to eat." My mom asks as she turns her attention to the stove.

I swear she's always cooking.

"No, I'm not hungry right now." Ezra shrugs. "She's hungry for something el-" she cuts Iris off. "Please stop talking." She shakes her head.

"Oh and do I need to change my bed she-" she now cuts off Lily. "The 'stop talking' also applies to you." Ezra stares at Lily.

"I'll be leaving this room now." She turns around and walks out. "I'm coming with you." Iris chases after her.

Roman walks in. "Uh mom."

My mom turns around to face him. "Dad got his finger stuck in a nerf gun." I have so many questions.

"Oh mio dio." She rolls her eyes. "Dammi una pausa." She sighs. (oh my god, give me a break)

She follows Roman out of the kitchen.

I look over at Lily who's smiling at me. "Stop smiling at me." I say as she stops smiling.

"Sooo what-" I cut her off. "Are you ok?" I ask. "Me? Oh ya no, I'm fine." She gives me the thumbs up. "I just have to be dramatic first, than it's blue skies after that."

"What was your nightmare about?" I ask. "Oh it was fake... it was a set up for you and mom." She smiles. "Bullshit." I shrug. "True." She nods. "Iris told me to say that." She continues.

"What was it about?" I ask as she sighs. "You know when Armando punched me." She says. He punched her? I didn't think he did that.

"No I don't know." I respond. "Were you not there?" She questions. "Ya, when he was going after you... before he did anything he got shot." By me.

"Well he punched me before that." She shrugs. "Where?" I question. "On my arm... it's not that bad. I've been punched before."

"Let me see." I say. She pulls up her sleeve and I see a bruise on her arm just under a scar.

"So you had a nightmare about that?" I ask. "No, but it triggered a memory I had of my dad." She answers. "You remember you dad... and all of that?" I question. "Not all, just a few things. Like him giving me this scar."

"Do you normally have nightmares about him?" I ask. "Only when I really stressed, but no not really." She shrugs like it's nothing.

"Does your mom know?" I ask. "God no, and she won't, right?" Well.

"Want to go out for ice cream?" I ask as her eyes widen. "Really?" She questions.

"Ya." I nod. "Yes." She jumps up off her chair.

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"Awww that's so cute." Iris says.

"No stop." I shake my head. "Why do you keep denying your feelings. You obviously forgive him." She says.

"Maybe I do, but I'm not telling him yet." I respond. "That's mean." She crosses her arms. "So is not keeping contact for seven plus years." I say.

"You do realize he was only doing that to protect you guys." She says. "He could have said. 'Hey we're getting threats we won't keep in contact' rather than let us think we were the problem." I roll my eyes. "I mean he did that second time, so he learned from the first time."

There's a long pause. We watch the tv for a few minutes.

"Lily wants to go back to the cottage, she wants to see dad." Iris smiles softly. "I know... she misses him." I nod.

"She also wants Luca to go." I look at Iris. "She told you that?" I ask. "Well no, it was obvious she wants him to go... but you know he's been ignoring her." Iris eyes me up and down.

"They're going out for ice cream by the way." I say. "Sense when did you let him talk to her?" She asks. "Sense yesterday."

There's another long pause.

"I think it's time." She sighs.

I look at her. "For what?" I ask. "To go home." She responds. Oh we're changing the subject...

"I love it here in Paris, but Italy is our home." She continues. "And I'm tired of being in hiding, I just want to go home."

Few hours later

I look out my bedroom window and see Luca sitting outside on the patio.

"Don't think about it Ezra." I say out loud to myself.

"Not thinking about it." I shake my head.

"Nope... definitely don't want to go out there." I continue. "Nope couldn't be me."

............

I'm suddenly standing outside. On. Our. Patio

I was doing so good.

I look at him sitting on the bench on his phone.

Don't just stand there and stare say something

"Hi." Hi?!?! Why would I say hi.

He turns his head to face me. My god. My god. My god.

I walk up to him as he stands up. "Hi." He responds. I don't respond I just look up and stare at him.

"Is everything ok?" He tilts his head. "Ya everything's fine... just wanted to say hi." I shrug.

I just have the urge to hug him... so I do. Coming out here was a bad, bad, BAD, idea.

"Just wanna be clear." I continue to hug him as he hugs me back. "I don't forgive you, I just wanted to hug... you." I say. "That's ok." He hugs me tighter.

I start to hear music get louder slowly. What is that?

I move away from him and look around. I turn my gaze up to Lily's room.

Her sunset lamp light thingy is on and she's using her hairbrush as a microphone.

"SOOO I I WANT ALL THE TEARS BACK THAT I CRIED... ALL THE HOURS SPENT GIVING ADVICE ON HOW TO WRITE YOUR SONGS." Aaaannndd her windows are open.

"She's in her feels." I give him the thumbs up.

"WHEN YOU SAID YOU LOVED ME... WELL YOU MUST OF HAD YOUR FINGERS CROSSED." We hear her scream... literally scream.

"Ignore her." I smile.

"I did actually want to talk to you about something." I say as he nods. "Well, you know how you and Lily talked." I question. "Ya." He nods his head again.

"....well." I raise my eyebrows. "She's not mad at you and it has nothing to do with you." He responds. Are you kidding me, he was suppose to tell me.

"Luca just tell me." I say. "It's something she should tell you." He responds. "She's not going to... Please just tell me."

He sighs and looks down. "The nightmare was about her dad." He says. "Her dad? Why him. He died when she was about five." I respond.

"When she got punched, it triggered something. She had a nightmare about the scar on her arm." He answers. "Oh." I say quietly.

"Also, I have another question."

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Hello my sexy chicken nuggets!!!

My entire table in visual journaling almost got written up by the way... I was busy making a crime scene and painting my hand red to pretend I'm bleeding... i swear I'm 18. Than I was pretending to face five my friends with my currently painted red hand.... I swear I'm not a child. Also the paint stained my hands. But anyways the reason we almost got written up was because we were talking about killing people. Uhhh in a public school. We were like would you rather commit suicide or kill someone. Or kill an animal or kill someone. We were just talking a lot of about killing.

Oh and I committed to my top college... sooo excited it has FIVE PRIVATE BEACHES and the dorms are absolute mansions. It's also a very preppy school. But like it's fine. How am I gonna pay for all of this... idk it's like $65,000. A. Year.

Hope you liked this chapter.

Ciao for now✌️