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The thing is I love living in Italy even though I don't speak the language very well yet. I mean I can speak it a little bit and I understand it even more, after all I've been living here for half a year... but even though I can't really talk in Italian I defenetly can sing in Italian. Obviously someone else has to write the lyrics for me but what ever. I love singing in Italian. It just feels so right. Who ever said Italian is the language of music was defenetly right.
Since I moved from Irland to Italy my new album will have some Italian songs on it. 5 years ago when I started my music "career" I was 13 and I made music just for me and my closest friends but now I have over 8 million streams on Spotify on many of my songs. I'm still just a small artist but who knows maybe I will be well known in a few years.
I am sitting in the studio waiting for my manager who told me on the phone that he has big news for me. I'm pretty nervous about that. The last time he said that he tried to make me fake date this rapper from the UK to get more listeners. Obviously I said no... My manager didn't know at that time that I was questioning whether I was really bi or a lesbian. At least I know now that I only want to date women because the thought of having to date a man acually disgusted me.
I heard a noise in the hallway, which ripped me out of my thoughts. After what felt like an eternity of the sound of keys being tried out to open the door, my manager finally stood in front of me. He could never remember which of his keys belonged to which door.
I chucked softly looking up to him. Only to find him looking as exited as a little boy.
"Deva, Darling I got exciting news!" He is just as gay as I am. When I came out to him he took me to his favourite gay bar and introduced me to all of his queer friends. It really felt like I belonged there.
"I really hope those news are better then the last ones" I joke, earning an eye roll from him. "Don't worry Darling. The news are great" "God damn it don't torture me like that just tell me!" I demanded being a bit annoyed of him for making this so dramatic.
"Okay okay... so I made a contract with the managment of a very well known singer from here to sing a duet with you! Isn't that great?" I looked at him stunted. Hopefully it won't be rapper again. I'm more in the pop genre so that just wouldn't fit my music style. "What's their name? Do I know them?" "Darling I am sure you heard of her. Her name is Laura Pausini. I think she won Sanremo at the beginning of her stunning career." I was too stunned to speak for a moment. When I was finally able to speak I kind of stumbled over my words. "Are you fucking kidding me? Laura Pausini?! My Mom used to love her music and after the Eurovision song contest I fell in love with her music too! Wow am I really going to sing with Laura Pausini?!?!?!" He studied my face a bit and I knew he would speak out loud one of my deepest thoughts that I was even scared to think. "Girl, I think you have a crush on her. You don't just like her music, do you?" "Nooo! I mean she is absolutely stunning. But every woman is beautiful. So that doesn't mean..." as i was trying to talk me out of that situation I blushed a bit too hard to to make my words believable.
Henry only worked with me for 3 years now and he could read me like an open book which disturbed me every time. Maybe it was some queer connection.
"Earth to Deva. Are you even listening to me?" "Sorry what?" "I told you that you will meet Laura Pausini in exactly a week in her studio to talk about what song you wanna sing with her and maybe if you are in agreement soon even start to record." Oh okay. I am allowed to really work with her that's so cool. And since my album doesn't have any love songs right now maybe.... never mind I shouldn't think such things. "Yeah okay. Cool. Will some one drive me there or do I have to get there myself?" "Don't worry about that. Your transport is being provided by Mrs. Pausinis Management. Just be at your studio at 5am." "5am?! Uhrg fine."
Deva put yourself together! You performed in front of millions of people you shouldn't be nervous just because you meet another singer. She is just so so... not these thoughts again. Just as I was trying to think about something else a green car stops in front of me. It has very tinted windows so I can't look inside. A woman just a few years older than me let's down the window at the drivers seat. "Are you Deva Venne?" "Yes that is me." "Perfect. Hop in, Mrs. Pausini doesn't like to wait." It felt utterly wrong to just get into a car of a stranger but I had no choice, also who else would know about my meeting with Laura Pausini then her management? Well here we go. On my way to sing with the one and only Laura Pausini.
When we get out of the car the clouds above us have started to rain so until we were in the building my white shirt was already soaked. It's almost see-through. God damn it now my only chance to make a good expression is ruined. Now she will think I am a slut. So much to "wear white it will make you look innocent". Maybe she won't even notice. I just have to go with it and act like nothing is wrong. Just act like the confident pop star I am!
Just as I walk through the door to the studio I see her standing with the back to us being deep into conversation with someone "Arriverà da un momento all'altro. Devo avere un bell'aspetto." I didn't get all of what she said but I thing she said she has to look good for when someone arrives? Can she mean me? Defenetly not. Why would she even. I am a nothing compared to her.
A few steps further into the studio she hears us and turns to greet me. "Ciao Deva! It's so nice to finally meet you! I must say your songs are really good. They acually make me feel something. That doesn't happen often." She winkes at me. She turned to someone else in the room saying "perché nessuno mi ha detto quanto è bella?" What? Did... did she just ask why no one told her that I was beautiful? Also did someone tell her I couldn't understand Italian at all?! I mean I'm still not sure I acually heard her right but maybe...
"I am so honed to be allowed to work with you. I love your voice so much. When I think about the quote "Italian is the language of music" I automatically think of your songs and your voice. And it's so cool that you sing in Spanish, Portuguese and French too." "Enough of this. You make me flustered" she said with a bit of an Italian accent. Oh I forgot that it kind of turns me on to hear that accent. I suddenly realise that while all that talking she has been staring at my chest. God I acually have to excuse myself through some bad weather joke. What could I possibly say that wouldn't sound stupid? "You poor thing. Did the rain catch you? Are you cold?" Well that problem solved itself. "It's fine. I'm sure I'll dry fast and will be warm in no time." "No No. I always have some extra cloths in the studio you can have some of mine. They should almost fit you." Jesus Christ does she really want me to put on HER cloths? I'm going to die. "Oh no it's okay really. I'm not even that cold. I dont want to burden you." just as I said that a shiver ran through my body that I just couldn't suppress. I hate it when my body betrays me like that. "Cicciona you don't have to suffer and be cold like that. It wouldn't be good if you get ill now. It's really no burden. Vorrei vederti nei miei vestiti." She really has no clue that I can partly understand what she is saying. Otherwise she wouldn't have just said that she would like to see me in her cloths. To be honest it kinda turns me on to wear her cloths. Even more now knowing she likes it too.
She leads me to another room in which are many lockers all of them have name tags on them. On 6 of them is Laura's name. She opens three of them. "I have comfy cloth, street-wear and a bit more fancy cloth. Chose what ever you want. I'll wait for you just outside. With that she left the room. I'm feeling so many things, it's confusing. It feel so forbidden to just take her cloth but I do it anyway because I don't know what else to do. I chose a violet pullover with a deep V neck (they all have such deep necks) and a skirt. I put the skirt on and it acually fits. It has a nice texture. Next I'm trying to get out of my wet shirt. In the process of that I get stuck. At my try at getting out of it I accidentally slam my arm right at the edge of the open locker door. It hurts like hell and I try not to scream but tiny sounds of hurt still manage to escape.
Not even a second later Laura was standing in the door. "I heard you scream. Is everything all right Cicciona?" I was still in the middle of trying to get my shirt of so I'm only wearing my bra. I'm trying to cover up but that doesn't really work out. "I'm good just collided with the locker. My arm hurts a bit but nothing I can't handle." At that Laura was at my side hugging me. She didn't mind the wet shirt at all. "It's going to be fine. It will stop hurting soon. I promise Cicciona." Does she really thing I don't know she is calling me like my heart or baby?!? In this moment I realised I'm almost face first at her breasts. She is way taller than me so that I am exactly at that hight.. I didn't realise till now. God that makes me feel warm... PUT YOURSELF TOGHTER GOD DAMN IT!!!
Laura let go of me. She herself is slightly red as if she realised that she hugged me for a bit to long. And even though it felt wierd being hugged like this I wish she would just take me back into her arms. It felt so safe there, as if nothing could hurt me.
To cover up our wierd interactment she told me to finish dressing myself and then come out. But before she left the room she closed the doors of the three lockers smiled at me and said "just in case" in a teasing tone. I looked after her, a sense of longing in my chest. She makes me feel so wierd. No one has ever made me feel that way before.
When I walked back in the room Laura was again talking to this woman who drove me here "L'ho abbracciata ed è stato così sessuale. Voglio vedere di più di lei." Oh so she felt this wierd tension too. But what did she mean by "wanting to see more of me"?
"Cicciona you are finally dry. So we can begin!" "Yes I am dry now. Thanks again. Well let's start. Did anyone write songs already?" "Yes I have them right here. I have three different songs we can choose from. Why don't you have a look at the translations?" "Yeah sure. Okay well this text looks very good but I already have a song about that topic on my album. As for the second song the melodie doesn't really fit to the rest of my album so I guess we are kind of stuck with this love song if that's okay for you Laura?" It's the first time I said her name out loud and it had this wierd touch to it. At the way she looked at me I saw that she heard it too. But no one else in the room seemed to have noticed. "Absolutely Cicciona! I would love to sing that song with you." "Perfect. Thank you so much!" She looked at me in a way I can't describe "don't thank my jet Cicciona." At that she winked at me. Again no one seemed to care as if it was totally normal to them that she was placing these hints. Maybe that's her thing?
"Follow me into the recording room."
"Can you sing the song to me one time so that I get a better feeling for it?" I asked in a shy voice. She looked at me surprised but exited and... happy? "I mean so I get a better feeling for how the words are supposed to sound." If she thinks I'm not able to understand Italian at all then be it. Maybe she will say some interesting things... "Sure. I'm happy to help."
》Ti ricordi
Como comunicò?
"ti dispiace stringermi la mano?"
Io ti ho risposto "no lo so"《
As Laura sings the lines she closes her eyes.
》"ti dispiace adesso se ti amo?"
Con gli occhi chiusi ho detto "no"《
I can see that she is absolutely in her element. She really was born to sing. I dont know what kind of magic this is but it almost looks like she is glowing. I love watching her sing. It makes my heart beat with joy... or something else?
When the song came to an end she looked at me. I can see a spark in her eyes as if I could look right into the fire of her soul. She just keeps looking at me. Her smile growing bigger and bigger. I realise that my mouth was wide open as I looked right back at her. I closed it and kept looking at her. It was as if we both weren't able to look away. We just held eye contact until someone burst into the room, destroying the moment.
"Laura, Deva it's time for lunch. We have a desk reserved for you at the restaurant you love so much." At the last few words he looked at Laura. "Perfetto. I'm quite hungry. What about you Deva?" She finally said my name and didn't call me by some nickname. Somehow it turnes me one way more than it should. "Yeah. I mean yes. I mean I'm hungry too. Let's go." I mumble. God why am I not able to speak properly in her presence?!
"Cicciona I really have to teach you some self confidence don't I?" at that she winkes at me. Jesus Christ I can't say I acually am confident she just confuses the hell out of me. I talked to way more known stars then her. Like girl in red...
10 minutes later we arrive at her favourite restaurant. It's small but luxurious. Her guards tell her to just go in and that they will keep an eye out from outside. So it's finally just the two of us. We get a cosy table for two in the back of the room. We sit behind a wooden wall, it's almost as if there are no other people. The waiter comes to ask us what we would like to drink and gives us the menu. I quickly chose the pasta with pesto. Laura orders gnocchi. A few minutes later as we wait I excuse myself and go to the bathroom. I just need a moment for myself because she makes my head spin.
No one else is in the bathroom with me so I have time to breath. I stand in front of the mirror putting a bit of cold water on my cheeks trying to relax. The bathroom is kinda big. I can't even see the door from here. I just keep staring at myself zoning out. Out of the blue I feel a hand on my waist. I jump back scared to death. "Don't be scared Honey. It's just me. Laura." "God you scared me fricking much." I berathed "I'm sorry. I didn't intend to scare you." She stepped a bit closer. "I just wanted to see what made you take so long" and another steep closer to me... now I could feel her breath on my skin. Here eyes flew to my lips. Again a steep closer. If I would just lean a centimetre closer our body's would be pressed together. I tried to breath to calm myself but I just inhaled her sent. She smells like citrus, spring and a summer afternoon in one. God I wish I could sink into that smell and never smell anything else. I realised that I have stared up at her lips too. And here eyes never left mine. Wait are we really about to...
Before I was even to finish my thought her lips crashed into mine. I wasn't able to think at all anymore. I just kissed her back. Her lips so god damn soft. They tasted even better then she smelled. She held me tightly. Even if I would have wanted I wouldn't get out of her tight hug. Luckily I wished it would never end.
Her lips pulled away from mine. I let out a frustrated moan. At that she was right back where I wanted her. Her tongue intwining with mine. It was heaven on earth.
Suddenly my legs gave in and then... darkness.
I blinked and realised that I am laying on the bathroom floor. My head bedded on something soft. I turn my head to find out what it is just to realise it is Laura's lap. Jesus Christ my face is only centimetre away from her... I don't even want to think that word. "Cicciona don't you ever do that to me again. I almost had a heart attack. Are you okay honey?" came Laura's voice from above. Everything was still spinning a bit so when I tried to look at her there where two Lauras. "I'm fine. I guess you kiss too well." I tried to joke but it came out in a broken voice. "Don't worry Honey I will go soft on you next time." Next time? Does this mean she will kiss me again? My hearts starts to pound again. Laura giggles so I guess my face turned red. God I hate it when that happens. "Can you get up Dear?" She askes stocking my hair. "I think I am able to get up without blacking out again." "Perfetto let me help you." I sat up while she stood up. She took both of my hands in hers and pulled me up. I stumbled a bit until she put her arms around my waist to give me some sort of stability. Hallelujah I like nothing more than being held on my waist. We stand there for a second but then she sadly takes one of her arms away and leads me through the door back to out table. When we're there the waiter arrives with the food just in time. As we sit down to eat I feel the wetness of my ladyparts. I'm a bit old-fashioned okay? Talking or even thinking about stuff like that makes me so uncomfortable... anyway it's wet down there and I hate that especially in public. Even more this time because I am literally wearing Laura's cloths. I feel so embarrassed. I try to eat my food as normal as possible so that no one realises what's happ... I suddenly feel a and on my thigh. I look up in surprise to find Laura winking at me and gestures me to keep quiet. So I try to eat my food as normal while her hand strokes my thigh. She gets higher and higher. Wait wait WAIT. Is she about to do what I think? Why the hell did I pick the skirt and not the trousers?!?! Her hand just keeps going up... I feel a finger brushing against my underwear sending heatwaves through my whole body. The finger stands still for a second and Laura looks surprised. Oh nooooo she must have felt how wet I am. I feel my face fill with heat, I must be as red as a tomato. Just try to keep eating Deva. Just act as nothing is happening. Now a second finger is gently stocking over my underwear. Getting wetter and wetter every second... then suddenly the fingers push the underwear out of the way. My food gets stuck in my throat and I have to cough. It takes some time until I am able to breath properly again but the fingers stayed there. I hear a quiet moan escape Laura which makes my hip twitch with lust. Of course she immediately notices and rubs her fingers on my clit. Now I am the one isn't able to supress that moan. "What do you want me to do Cicciona?" Fuck me 'till I can't walk. But I just let out a desperate whimmer. "Use your words honey!" "Please... I need you." One of her fingers glides into me. "That's what I thought honey. Now be good for me and try not to come to fast will you?" I nod eagerly. I look around to check if no one notices us but there is only one couple on the opposite side of the restaurant and they seem very focused on each other. So at least we aren't the center of attention. Laura's other hand wraps around my waist. Oh Halleluja I love that feeling. I grab her thigh in pleasure. It's like all of the heat in my body is gathering around Laura's fingers. My hip twitches again. I can feel that I am very near the cliff. "Oh god I'm about to-" Laura moves in a faster pace as if her words from earlier didn't matter anymore. Only me finishing seemed to matter. I came and it felt like I exploded in ten thousand colors. It felt so magical and... Laura's fingers were leaving my body. All over her hand were my juice. I tried to grab her arm but I was to weak to hold onto it and so I had to watch Laura put one finger at a time in her mouth sucking it clean.
When she was done with the last one she winked at me and started eating her gnocchi as if nothing has ever happend. "Are you going to finish that Cicciona?" She askes pointing at my pasta. "Or should I ask the waiter to put it into a to go box?" "To go please." I mumble still not comprehending what just happened.
When we arrive back at the studio Laura is at good spirits. She hummes the song we're about to sing together and is constantly smiling. I don't get her. We don't even know each other well. Why the fuck did she do that to me? I was caught in the moment but now I regret being her plaything. I dont want to be a human sextoy. The biggest problem is that I still want to kiss her. Every time I look at her my heart melts and I feel butterflies. She is just the most beautiful and sexyest woman I've ever meet. That's why I don't understand why she would want me. Every single man alive would want her. That's another problem. I thought she was straight?! I'm probably dying thinking about this.
We were finally ready to really sing. It's a relive because singing is my go to escape from every thought. My safe heaven to let my soul recharge again. Laura started singing and I hopped in.
When I sang the line
》Si nasconde ovunque
Il nostro amore quotidiano《
my eyes meet Laura's. She looked so sad all of the sudden. As if someone hurt her.
》Ti ricordi
Como comunicò?《
She sang and I answered with
》"me ne vado oppure ci baciamo"《
Her response
》"comincia prima tu però"《
It was like we were meant to sing this song together. I felt every emotion I ever felt at once. Happiness because I am able to sing with her. Anger because she just used me for sex. Sadness because I still want to kiss her. Confusion because I don't know what all of this is supposed to mean. Even love just at the sight of her... I mean that can't be possible, right? It's just a silly crush I can't acually be in love with her. Can I?
》Ouesto ti darò
Il mio impegno unico
I miei occhi accesi e timidi
Sul presente che ora ho
Sì questo ti darò
Altro non desidero
Niente meglio di così
Niente meglio di così 《
As I sang that verse her hand suddenly took mine. My heart almost stoped at the beautiful sound of her voice as she kept singing
》Si confonde ovunque
Il nostro amore quotidiano
Anche nei versi di questa canzone
O in tutto quello che racconterà
In un miracolo che è tutto qua
Nella normalità《
Together we finished singing the last verse
》Una promessa non è un documento
E per amarci non ci servirà
Assomigliarci è stato semplice per noi
Semplice, sì semplice《
We just kept looking at each other holding each other's hands. Until a Voice in my headset snapped me back into reality. "Wonderful girls, you can really feel emotion. The listeners will love that. Now we will just record some sequences again and then I guess you will be done."
When we were done almost the whole crew has gone home already. Only the woman that had driven me here and the sound guy are still here. "Deva should I drop you of at your studio or should I drive you straight home?" "Oh don't worry I live very near by I will just walk home. The fresh air will probably be good for me. I mean it stoped raining so..." I stopped myself before I talked about how much I loved the smell of the earth after rain. "You can just go home." I suggested. "Sure thank you Deva. Have a good night!" "Thanks you too!"
"Well then I will get going too. Laura your guards wait for you in the usual parking spot. Night." And with that the sound guy was gone too. So I'm once again alone with Laura...
"Laura I-" "Don't say a word Cicciona. I am so sorry. You know when you are in as long in the show business as I am you sometimes miss read situations. I apologise. Look, when I first heard your songs I was very touched. I fell in love with your voice." Wait my voice? I thought I was the one who loved her voice? "I listened to only your songs for a month straight. But I never seen a picture of you. In my head I had this image of a wierd looking teenager but then when I first saw you you were absolutely stunning. I mean look at you. Your hair isn't just red but it looks like the sunset... And your eyes. God I lose myself everytime I look at you. So I thought to myself I must have her. Don't look at me like that. I know I never announced that I was Queer but I am. You're a lesbian yourself aren't you? I mean almost everyone in the music industry is a little gay. And so am I. I'm bisexual with a preference for woman." I just looked at her with sadness in my heart. Because I know how painful being in the closet can be. "I only wanted your body at first. And I thought you wanted me as well so I made a move on you and well I kissed you and you fainted. I thought it was because you liked me so much. That's why I did what I did in the restaurant. I noticed that you where a bit uncomfortable in that situation but I hoped that that was because we were in public. And then you were all quiet after we were back here. I thought I made you happy as well and when I realised I didn't... well I noticed you study my face when I realised that so I guess you have seen my mood swing didn't you? But then right after that when we were singing it felt so right. And I realised that I dont want this whole "she is pretty I want to have her" thing. And I had never a moment like that with someone - not once in my career. If I wouldn't know better I would say it was love at first sight but that wouldn't be true because we have seen each other before... So I guess I will just let you leave now and- and I will cry a little every time I hear our song in the radio because I can garantie you that this baby will be a hit. I wish we could sing it one last time together before you have to leave? I mean we wouldn't disturb anyone because the walls are soundproof." Now I was even more confused. Did she just tell me she loved me? And now I have to battle the thought of I'm I also in love with her? I mean I feel butterflies and I would die to kiss her and if I think of my future I suddenly see her in it. What the hell is wrong with me?!?!? I've known that woman for a day... but it feels like we've known each other for ages. Maybe it's the magic of music? "Laura... I want to thank you for telling me this. The thing is I like you too. Maybe too much. But there are some problems. First of all the obvious age difference but I've always liked older woman so that wouldn't be that much of a problem. Second of all I really want a long term relationship. One where my partner is really committed to me... so yes I would love to sing that song with you one last time before saying goodbye in that matter." Laura nodded and turned slowly around to go back into the recording room. I followed her with my shoulders hanging. I can feel the sadness radiate from both of us.
Laura and I stand real close, our hands intwined. And like that we sung our song again. It sounded better than any of our recorded versions. I guess the fans will never hear our private version. It's kinda nice to have that just for us. When the song ended I felt a silent tear run across my face. A hand swiped the tear from my face and lifted my chin so I would look in her eyes. She smiled at me with a sad smile. At that I lost it. I throw my arms around her and just sob into her chest. Her strong arms hold me tightly as if she doesn't want to let go of me. When I finally get a grip on myself I pull away just a few centimetre. I look at her, tears in her eyes as well. Then my eyes fall to here lips. It wouldn't hurt more if I kissed her now would it? I leaned forward and meet soft lips. Laura didn't move as if I took her by surprise. But then the soft kiss turned in a hungry kiss. Both of us just clinging to each other as if the world is about to end. I feel her tongue entering my mouth. It was as if stars appear above us. I would do everything to make this last forever. This must be the safest place on earth: in Laura's arms. Suddenly her lips weren't on mine anymore. I let out a desperate moan. Luckily her lips reappeared on my neck and once again my legs started to feel wierd... "Laura I thing I'm about to pass-". Out of the blue my feet weren't on the ground anymore. Laura acually carried me in her arms to the couch. God she is so strong I'm dying. She sat down so I ended up in her lap. I just wanted to be closer to her. I need to be skin to skin. And never leave her side again. "Honey are you sure you want to do this. If you want to do this I promise you I will stay with you. Obviously we can't make it public but we will figure something out okay?" I'm this close to crying again so I just say "Yes Laura I want you. Please take me." Her lips crashed back into mine. Her teeth softly playing with my lips as her tongue claiming my mouth. I try to get rid of my top as I realise that I am still wearing her cloth. God that turnes me on. And with that I suddenly feel the hot wetness between my legs. I throw the sweater onto the floor. Her mouth again trailing down to my neck. This time even further down... She begins to kiss the spot above of the cup of my bra. While she is doing that, her hands try to open my bra, just before it's open she stops and looks at me. I nod at her to go on. Then it's gone and I am nacked from my hips upwards. Her lips meet my sensitive nipples. I let out a loud moan since no one can hear us. She keeps working on my nipples while I try to open her blous. My hands trample so much that it takes forever to finally get it open but I got it. To my surprise I see that Laura isn't wearing a bra... I cup my hands around her perfect breast and start to play with them. The feeling of it makes me even wetter. I let go of them and pull down the skirt as well as my panties. Now I'm comply nacked under Laura. Laura is going lower and lower with her kisses. "Laura I need you up here." I moan just wanting to kiss her. "Of course Cicciona want ever you want." But before she kissed me again she takes of her pants, once again not wearing any underwear. Now we're both comply nacked. God that turnes me on. I can feel the juices running down my thigh. "Look at you so very wet just because of me." "Laura please-" she kissed me again but her hands travelled lower until the reached my clit. She rubs it gently which gives me waves of pleasure. Between kisses I breath: "Laura help me please." A finger enters my instantly. I moan in a mix of relive and pleasure. She added another finger making me shiver on my whole body. Then the fingers are gone replaced by Laura's leg. She lets me grind on it. Our vaginas almost meeting. We both move closer at the same time. It feels a bit wierd at first but then Laura starts to grind into me and the pressure begins to feel good. Our clits create the perfect friction between us. Laura begins to grind faster and faster. She moans in lust "Cicciona you make me so happy." Hearing that from her brought me over the edge. I screamed in pleasure. Seconds after me Laura came too. Our cum mixed between us. Laura wraped her arms around me holding me tight. "Don't worry Deva. I will stay with you. We have a connection like I had with no one on this earth before. I mean if that's what you want too?" "Laura I never want to leave you. Of course I want to stay with you. Does that mean we're girlfriends now?" "Absolutely Honey... would you want to come home with me tonight or is that too soon?" "Considering we just sleept together it's not too soon" I chuckle softly "Yes I want to come home with you."
We helped each other dress again. Then we went down to the car and let us drive home by the guards. Laura's house is huge but I am too tired to admire it. Laura took my hand and led me upstairs to her bedroom. Before she opened the door she asked "Cicciona do you want you own room or would you consider staying with me?" I looked at her horrified. Alone in a room. Defenetly not. "Can I stay with you please? I just want you to hold me close." She smiled at me as if I just gifted her a puppy. "Of course Cicciona. I'm more than happy to have you next to me." We went inside. I instantly hoped onto the king sized bed. How iconic two queens in a king sized bed. "Deva come here I want to dress you properly for tonight." I looked at her sceptical. "Okay?" She once again started to undress me. And then herself. Once we were clothless she walked to the bed and got in. "Come here Deva. Don't act all shy now." So I crawled in the bed to her. I pressed my body to hers just wanting to be as close as possible. "Look I don't want to have sex again tonight I just want to be close to you." "Oh Honey sex wasn't my intention for this night. I also just wanted to have you close. And I need to tell you some things -
I know we just known each other for a day but that doesn't matter. Because you are important to me and even when I can't out myself now we will find a solution for that problem."
》La soluzione《
I sang quietly. Laura laughs at that. "I know my own songs thank you." I squeeze her tightly. "Anyway what I wanted to say was that, I do believe in the thing that is between us and I know that the age difference between us is making things even more difficult but we are meant to be so that doesn't trouble me. 30 years aren't that much are they? As long as I have your consent I am happy. You can tell me no or leave me when ever you want, you know that right?" "But I don't want to tell you no or leave ever?!??!" Now she is the one to squeeze me tight. "Oh Honey you are so young I just don't want to destroy your young life with holding you back. Trapping in this relationship." "Laura listen to me for a second." I say sitting up. "I had a crush on you for month now. And when my Manager told me I could sing with you I was over the moon. So NEVER say you trapped me in this relationship. Because I want this. I really do okay? And just as you said, that moment we had as we sung meant something. I think it's our destiny to be together okay?" She just pulled me back down to her and kissed me gently. "I'm so glad you think so. I - I love you." And without hesitation I answer: "I love you too." We fell asleep holding onto each other tightly.